I ride through the time
Elongating the memories with surreal distortion
I ride for the feeling of freedom
I am perpetual, free from the lingering fear of death
I push myself to the edges of mortal capacity
Then I transcend the human pain
And enter that fourth dimension.
The wheels no longer finger the ground
They float on passionate endeavor
A whole hearted and single minded effort
The rhythm of faultless circles going ’round
A pulsating rhythm that ascends above the world’s anguishes.
The constant movement brings freedom.
Unregulated yet each gear fits perfectly
A detached form of movement.
Each uniform motion I exert
Tells me how far I have travelled.
Letting the spirit of my surroundings feed on my movements
The more I push the more I merge
Reaching that point of almost effortlessness
Turbo boosted blood pumps through my muscles
My spirit feels at one with my body
Mind, muscles, spirit united in harmony
Fabricating a pure effort
Human body, mountains, rivers, trees, spirits, and bike.