be unprepared. my fear of the scout troop and the threat of the flags was a beginning,
or a continuing of my innate fear of life as it was being laid out for me. i feared god and country. i feared control and indoctrination. i daydreamed when i was supposed to be learning. still my spirit and mind were colonized. but my instinct stayed by me, i resisted, i struggled and suffered the system all along, but i didn't become a thing. i may have become lost and alienated, but i was a spirit. unprepared, i was yet a spirit, unlearning the system that encapsulates and confiscates and conforms and often annihilates the unwary. if the spirit has a motto it will surely be, be unprepared.