We dream. Humans dream about ancient times when we were free, when we were Nomads and roamed the land. When we were Free. And exactly because they do remind us of who we were, who we might become again they are dangerous to the tyrants at the top of the pyramid, the masters of this world of slaves.
   We dream about killing of game, of wild sex, of total and uncompromising Freedom.
   The Traveler is found on every corner, every edge of the world. Nothing is beyond us. Nothing ever was.