Life. Story ?

He, had to make the most of " The Journey. " Who did not ? Who did not want to go from " A " to " B " via " C " ? Diversions, were a necessary reminder. Of, past glories. Of, past misadventures as well as explorations into experiences none really dared talk about. In his heart there were the memories of them. And, their " ways " ! Which had led him so far astray, he had thought he could never find himself, again. The wanton disregard, by them, of all " standards " was an undeniable draw. But, the " Big Picture " was to be appreciated. When, finally coming, into the realm of reality. Rather, than contrived " speculation " ! On, what went on there. At, the cost of " self-esteem " ! If, you had any to start with. Hence, the detour, probably.
He, was probably considered " The Rogue " element. When, encountering the " heady " mixture. Here. Of, love and passion blended into " a fine wine " ! To be drunk, in quantity, instead of mere water. Who would not want, that ? Especially, if you were the type to transgress " natural " boundaries, into the nether reaches, of pseudo-intellectual stimuli. Of, a physical and " mind-altering " construct. Born, of hope more than will. To, be lost in " The Abyss " to taunt, and haunt, anyone for the remains of their " affected, " and possibly infected, lives. In the " ways " of this place you could find all your were looking for. But, was, that, always a good ? Always, a prescribed remedy to wanton desires, of a different kind. At, the expense of traditional mainstream formation. There, was a choice to be had. About, who you were, and, what you could endure. 
In, the " heat " there was the presumption of advance, when all might be lost. Did some enjoy, that ? Their " metal " tested. Beyond belief. He, had to know if he had what it still took, to make an impression. Against, the odds. Despite, life-changing time lapses, to instill fresh philosophical deliberations. Away, from what some might view as " threatening " ! When, enveloped by the excesses of this location. Off, the " beaten track. " He, knew he would probably die there. Considering his age. But, did that matter. When, all was said, and, done.
He, just, wanted to re-live old " times " to the best of his ability. And, give-in to the unconventional dynamics of " spiritual " diversity. In, the name, of what was selected. From, numerous options. Usually, displayed so well, it was frightening. How, could you not " go missing, " here. Or, be cast to the " Four Winds " ! The direction of " travel " only determined by your worthiness. Your strength to withstand any occurrence. At, any juncture, here. Obviously ?
The " C " doing all it could to make " mincemeat " of you. The, test, was fair, and, square, letting you know where you stood. And, where you fell. For, everyone, to scrutinize. But, you above all, knew what " The End " was about ! That, was some thing. Surely ?
If, life, ever seemed important, to you. Or, did not.

See, " erotic " ? Or, " Star Trek ; The Motion Picture " !.......  2010 ?