Going somewhere is human Even if you are going nowhere Going somewhere is human, Even if the scope of the Universe Is going nowhere in particular Going somewhere is human;

Going somewhere is ideal Even when going somewhere Is meaningless in the grand scheme, Going somewhere is about Having a goal, any goal And going there is good like health-food;

Going somewhere is like Having some ice-cream It begins to feel good during The process of eating it And eating it becomes A human and unique experience;

Going somewhere is human As much as going somewhere Is going through life anyway, But having a course and a plan Is not so bad, Man, It’s not so bad, Man;

Going about anyway like hurling Universe she is going about Anyway, She is is the Hurling Universe, At any second it could all end No matter, we are traveling;

Going somewhere is like Pulling the wool over your own eyes And the emptiness after all Is not so bad and the Indifferent, ambivalent is just, It is just… justice.

We might be headed for the great end as nihilists. We might be headed for heaven. We might be headed for all. All at the speed of living someone else ideas. We become human by heading somewhere with a goal in mind. We reluctantly start to feel happiness. We no longer question the happiness. It is ours. Happiness is a hand we have always had. Going somewhere is human, Man.

Drawing by A. B. Nuttall 20020620