(A Memo From Jimi)
To Whom It May Concern [This means you... all of your self-absorbed, rude, greedy, thoughtless drivers on the roads and highways of this world full of increasingly endangered beauty and love for your fellow man].
What a gorgeous day it is. Just breathe in the delectable scents and flavors of nature and sunshine. Feel that cool, fresh air enter your lungs. Take the speed down a notch, enjoy the sights and sounds all around you in this multi-dimensional universe that you happen to be cruising your way through.
Everywhere you look there is something to see... and if you listen closely, yes open up your ears, you can understand exactly what the birds are singing about. As the fish immerse themselves wholly in the rivers and the streams, and they swim bravely against the currant to where they know they must go, I blaze my trail, flames flying high, leaving my smoke signals behind me to lead the way. We could all arrive together in this majestic celebration.
But you, all of you want to get there first even though you have no idea where you are going. You plow past your fellow travelers without even a wink or a smile, and you hurdle towards your destination unknown at speeds that would make the Angel of Death wince.
What's the big rush friends? Can't you see that you're finger is stuck on the Fast-forward button and you're missing the best part of the song. But who am I to stop you? You know best, and you're in the drivers seat, so by all means, let me move over rover... right out of your way and let you proceed. You can have the citations and the collisions and the stress.
Meanwhile, I'll slow down a little more and give you some room. I'm in no rush, It's a beautiful day and I've got all the time in the world.