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Archive: January, 2010
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"People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain."
~ Jim Morrison
This year I plan to roadtrip as much as possible via CraigsList Ride Shares. All the pleasure of a roadtrip with none of the footprint guilt - that vehicle was going anyway, with my butt in it or not. Plus Id get to meet new people along the way and get hooked up with randomly awesome, unforseen scenarios that make a trip unforgettable. So when I found this guys site I was enthralled! He's taking it the max. Well, max in that its a non-stop roadtrip. This is so easily doable, and so I am rubbing where my beardy beard would be and thinking about it...
One mans mission to live in 3 cities for 3 months, using only craigslist.
Date: 2009-12-27, 6:30PM
"I am very much in a transitional stage. But then, my whole life is in limbo. Aside from living out of a suitcase and sleeping in three towns in four days, I have racked up 730-miles, stopping for bathrooms, of sort, food, coffee and sleep. Life is very much on the road."
What's up with that? Where do I get this INSANE sense of URGENCY from? I feel like I only have 2 years left or something. Oh these plans for the next two years keep going around and around in circles in my head, I freak out about when I'm going to get it all done, how I haven't been back to Cape Town in 10 years, how I'm going to save up enough to do the Appalachian Trail next year, get access to a chiropractor to fix my back... Late last night I was online chatting to my best friend Joseph, going on and on about this and that, trying to figure out where I'm going to settle for a few months to grow my garden, how I'm going to schedule and plan my garden's seasons around all my travel plans just for this year, knowing the garden needs to be more of a priority as it will pay for all this travel. And its my first garden so I need to focus on it but if it goes too long it could tie me down... blah blah... fret, worry blah. Brain fart.
He just listened for ages. Nothing seems to rush him into a fluster, not even when I'm freaking out. (more...)
Ugh! She looks so much hotter without being covered in a layer of luminous plastic. This is the kind of crap so many guys and women buy into, a look no-one can achieve. Finding volumes of this sort of stuff online used to make me laugh at the unbelievable gall but these days I'm really just tired of it. We are all so lied to and all buy into it without even realising how insidiously it has crept in and reprogrammed even the best of us. The media is relentless and keeps us in a state of perpetual unhappiness with our bodies and everything we have. Its so twisted.
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