I am existentual. People may not believe that they are too but in reality they have to look close. I travel in rural areas of the LB downtown and find myself in surreal. The lights dimmed into my eyes along with sexy music and jazz of freedoms.........the cold air rushing through my ears to my neck give me sensual feeling and prosperity of rushed blood and numb-heat. The stairs of late 1900's deep me in down elevation as gather of charms and spiritual nature along with what moon look down on.