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I AM NOT GOD. I am not Jack Kerouac. I am not Timothy Leary. I am not Daevid Allen. I am not Lewis Brennan, although he does inspire me somewhat...
I am, to put it plain and simple, not conventional. I travel, find myself in all kinds of strange scenarios, play a variety of instruments, yet cannot get a girlfriend. And this, ladies and gentlemen, is my latest tale...
What you will read in the coming days is a story that starts off conventionally - a young European's rite of passage; a trip to Australia. But this a story that does not involve a trip along the Great Ocean Road; to Uluru or Kakadu. This is a tale of reality - trials and tribulations. Revolution. Passion. A tale about standing up for the lesser echelons of society. A tale about fighting for the common good with like-minded people. And lastly, to pardon the common phrase, a tale about bettering oneself. Of course, if you find this boring, you can just skip to the sex scenes, should I ever print them...
Perhaps this particular account of one man's journey across the planet will change how people perceive their own so-called society. It could inspire many things - drug law reform perhaps? World peace? Only time will tell...