What drives us into the wild? Why do we dream of mountain peaks and crystal clear creeks? Is it in need for ourselves to be wild? Do we need the mountain peaks and clear streams to make ourselves clean of the dirty society in which we live? I don't want your new cars or your mortgages. I don't want society's fakeness. Its degrading cultures. I don't want to be a slave to your money. This is what drives me into the wild. The wild is real, its raw. It doesn't give a shit about you. Its you and the wild out there.