``Beer, gas, ride forever..." --John Doe

A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him.

Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!
--The Buddha in Paul Reps, Zen Flesh, Zen Bones

``Cheshire-puss," she began rather timidly, "would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"

``That depends a great deal on where you want to get to," said the cat.

``I don't care much where..." said Alice.

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the cat.
--Lewis Caroll, Alice in Wonderland

Journey Dreams

I had the ambition to not only go farther than man had gone before, but to go as far as it was possible to go.
--Captain Cook

Most amazing is the fact that a great number of the ritual trials and images correspond to those that appear automatically in dream the moment the psychoanalyzed patient begins to abandon his infantile fixations and to progress into the future.
--Joseph Campbell, The Hero with a Thousand Faces

``Hello, Brother," a Voice said. ``Do you want some medicine?"
``Some medicine for me?" asked Jumping Mouse. ``Yes, Yes."
``Then crouch down as low as you can," the Voice said, ``and jump as high as you can." Jumping Mouse did as he was instructed. He crouched as low as he could and jumped! The wind caught him and carried him higher.
``Do not be afraid," the Voice called to him. ``Hang on to the wind and trust!" Jumping Mouse did. He closed his eyes and hung on to the wind and it carried him higher and higher. Jumping Mouse opened his eyes and they were clear, and the higher he went the clearer they became. Jumping Mouse saw his old friend upon a lily pad on the Beautiful Medicine Lake. It was the frog.
``You have a new name," called the Frog. ``You are Eagle!"
--Cheyenne Story in Seven Arrows

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Darest thou now O soul, walk out with me toward the unknown region, where neither ground is for the feet, nor any path to follow?
--Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass