What’s a house? It’s a metaphor, right… for the mind? Isn’t that what’s all about? You’ve got to tear down the old before you build the new. You’ve got to loose your mind before you find it. The universe whacked my house, but it was really whacking my mind. Let go. Give Up. Throw out all those old plans and stick your face in the here and now. Whether this works out, or it doesn’t. I’m a free man.