Well, some people DO hide and others SEEK.

Maybe those who are in hiding - escaping encounters, avoiding surprises, protecting their property, ignoring their fantasies, restricting their feelings, sitting out the Pan pipe hootchy-kootch of experience - maybe those people, people who wont talk to rednecks, or if theyr're rednecks wont talk to intellectuals, people who're afraid to get their shoes muddy or their noses wet, afraid to eat what they crave, afraid to drink Mexican water, afraid to bet a long shot to win, afraid to hitchhike, jaywalk, honky-tonk, cogitate, osculate, levitate, rock it, bop it, sock it, or bark at the moon, maybe such people are simply inauthentic, and maybe the jack leg humanist who says differently is due to have his tongue fried on the hot slabs of Liar's Hell.

Some folks hide. And some folks seek.

And seeking, when it's mindless, neurotic, desperate, or pusillanimous can be a form of hiding.

But there are folks who want to know and aren't afraid to look and wont turn tail should they find it - and if they never do, they'll have a good time anyway because nothing, neither the terrible truth nor the absence of it, is going to cheat them out of one honest breath of earth's sweet gas.

- Tom Robbins - "Still Life with Woodpecker"

WERD....
Heres to the wanting of knowing
And the courage in looking.. and the power of not running.. And the dancing in loving and the loving in dancing and the utter peace one can get from simply dropping into the divinity that is your own. And to swallowing.. no, not just swallowing.. but DINING ON the whole delicious buffet of the beauty of what IS in this great big, swirly burly bus trip of z life.

rawr....