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A Journey Through the Desert to Find the Meaning of Life
On the journey I met a horse with no name and this is what I discovered
In the desert, you can remember your name ’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain — America (band)
First part of the journey
What is this feeling, where am I? I ask bewildered as a vast desert surrounds me, with its barren landscape, full of dust, sand and deep curves. I can’t remember my name or how I even got here, I feel lost, confused and unaware of my surroundings.
Why am I here?
How did I get here?
What is the meaning of all this?
I look to my left and see a horse, just causally standing there. This is getting weirder by the minute.
like me you arrive here with no bearing of your past or a name to call you own. I’m assuming you will be accompanying me on this journey.
As we stand in this treacherous heat, with the bluest of skies and an empty dry desert with no sound. let us move forward, join me horse with no name, lets escape from this land full of sand and find a place where we can remember our names.
