Wheels and cycles, seasons, relatives. Parables and parabolas. Hymns and hers, drums and symbols, video. New Hampshire, Hampton Beach, hot weather, open space, open road. Freedom of Speech + Tolerance. Contemplative participation in divinity. Truth, Justice + the American Way.
Music
Bjork's Alarm Call
If I'm not fearless, I'm scared shitless.
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Other peoples' music. Music I've heard before but never listened to. Songs that miss the ears.
Movies
Most of them. Favorite directors: Stanley Kubrick,
Jon Boorman, Mel Gibson
Work hard, play harder, sleep later; Experience as much as humanly possible within the limits of conscience and physical law.
Friendly but very intense, sometimes almond-joy nuts; I'm my own biggest fan + my own toughest critic, exactly like you. I'm everything I believe and everything you believe.
At every given moment, there's a little of everything playing...
But you may have already picked out what you think you want to see.
My first impressions are always wrong... At about thirty seconds old I was placed in my mother's arms; she says I opened my eyes, took a long slow look all around
the delivery room, and then closed them and went to sleep. I probably thought I had everything figured out! All the seconds since then have been little lessons in humility.
About every five minutes I do what he did & see what she saw.
I have a lot in common with this guy...
These guys are my heros...
...and this kind of thing happens to me every day.
When I see '9:11' on the clock I feel lucky to be alive, and my heart goes out every time
I see a plane in the air and when emergency vehicles go by. I try to thank every soldier, cop
& firefighter I meet. But this flag is no longer a chip on my shoulder....
Clark Kent is the city engineer's technician at a municipal DPW. I testify in court, get knee-deep in
water breaks, play tomb raider in the cemetery + ride shotgun in the sewer-sucker truck, sometimes all
in the same day. Having a short attention span helps a lot... I also spend a lot of time at the computer
drawing maps: underground utilities, truck routes, event layouts and court exhibits for city, state,
county and federal law enforcement. But I'll let you lead the way because I have zero patience for
following a map when I'm on the bike - I'd much rather get lost than sit at the side of the road reading
one! My hypocricy knows no bounds.
I try not to take things too seriously - it's not as easy as it looks. I'm the only one that can make me
uncomfortable & the only one that can make me happy.
Little kids like motorcycles because they have faith. If I really had faith, I wouldn't be afraid of what I haven't experienced yet. I would look forward to it instead.
Trailer for Motorcyclenight.com DVD
There are different strategies for handling bumpy roads: you can build a rugged, expensive heavy-duty vehicle and do 100mph, or you can drive an antique clunker with no suspension and practice patience. Bikers are more exposed than most travelers, but they experience the road and scenery more vividly. I
wave to anyone that looks, especially if they do something unexpected like wait their turn or drive courteously. I don't own rain gear but I dry out. I don't like to carry baggage so I end up with over-stuffed pockets. I
don't carry a map but I trust my sense of direction and I learn best by getting lost. I never
remember the names of streets but if I've been there once I can get there again. I'm good at reading
signs but I ride very hard, and I often blow right by
my exit. I like quiet farm roads best but crowded highways are a rush too. Some people's bikes
cost more than I earn in a year, and some will never even sit on one. I've realized
that very few people ride at the same speed, and noone sees exactly the same thing over the bars,
but I'm getting better at sharing the road. It's easy for highly-skilled operators to believe that every traffic issue is someone else's fault, but I'm the only one that can be blamed if I feel road rage: with humility, aggressive or unskilled drivers are just as easy to avoid as they are to spot. When I was younger I drove like a complete asshole and I thought I knew everyone's origin, destination and driving record just by their make, model, music and bumper stickers. I got in several accidents because of proudly holding my percieved right-of-way. Then for awhile I got in the correct lane early so I could block other people out. Now I get to it early so I can help others get there safely, and I would rather get cut off 100 times than do it once to someone else. Sometimes I pull over and direct traffic; other times I'm afraid to even look into the window next to me. Someday when I lose the urge to fight the ones that still drive like I used to, I will have arrived.
Art and reality interpretation are rabbit holes for me, especially the subconscious audio/visual/physiological communication we get from film, and sometimes this blackboard has no chalk: I'm constantly hit with symbolism that's easier to feel than understand and easier to understand than to communicate. My biggest faults are 1) always - ALWAYS! - holding back, and 2) thinking I'm the only one that "gets it." I have regrets about once per minute and what other people think means everything to me. I like to puzzle over the great ironys of life; there are plenty in mine. And I have a huge problem with karma: who the hell am I to decide what someone else deserves? For me what goes around doesn't always come around, and things don't happen for a reason, but everything has a reason... give me a couple days and I'll interpret a good one.
Who I'd like to meet:
Eye desire... discernment. Different parts, different agendas.
B O D Y / E G O
When I stare at women I see myself... I'm an ass. Spirituality seems to increase physical attraction... wtf
M I N D
My celebrity see-alikes: Inner, over, achievers.
H E A R T
Glow-in-the-dark ones.
SOUL / ALL OF THE ABOVE
My cross to bear.
Someday I hope to transcend + See everyone as equally beautiful.
I know what people want, because I am one: someone or something to give them unconditional love, affirmation, trust, honesty, respect, care, support, inspiration, enlightement and enjoyment as if they were the only person on earth. But if you think you can get that from me, from another person, from yourself, from a career or from material posessions you're missing the point because that kind of satisfaction can't be received... it can only be given away, or if you're really lucky it can be shared. And it's already being given to you at every moment from what some people refer to as God, but only if you decide to perceive it.
Noverim te ~ noverim me.
May I know you ~ May I know myself.
Online I'd like to meet people who are honest, confident, compassionate, and upbeat. People who ask instead of assuming and who know exactly what they want. Otherwise I'd like to meet people like me. Like Brian says I'd like to be in alignment, integrated, here and present, fully alive and living from my deepest sense of authentic self, and sharing my gifts and unique individuality. But I need your help to get there.
I'd also like to meet zietgeist fans, Bush bashers, conspiracy theorists, chemtrail dodgers and other victims of negative worldviews. There's hope for you starting from this very moment... Take it or leave it <3
Finally and most importantly, I'd like to recruit and be recruited: to form or join a sort of training network for people who have empathic or spiritual abilities and want to use them for good. I'd especially like to meet the ones who may be confused or discouraged by these gifts, because relatively speaking, at some level that's every one of us. The desire to spread love is more important than the ability or the format, and as a medium, myspace is no less effective than reality.
This really blew my mind... the fact that me, an over-fed,
long-haired,
leaping knome, should be the star of a hollywood movie???
If reality is genuinely a constructive process, then a search for truth becomes a matter
of finding a better seat in the theater. There are clear advantages for sitting up front, and all
sorts
of misconceptions born of not being able to see well. But, no matter where we sit, there is always a
tall stranger sitting in front of us. In other words, there is no front row...
That They May Be One Physical differences are irrelevant... So are mental, vocational, and recreational interests. People are noetically identical while they're alive... the only differences are the intensities and the formats that they use to express it. You know that you're the same as the person you're looking at... now believe it!
A Lightworker asked: "I'm in a place I don't want to be in... Why am I being punished every day by having to work with these people that are so dark?... They think I'm crazy and don't honor me or my life... What should I think about this? It's hard!"
"And my answer will again be this: So you think it's all about an accident? Or that you're being punished? Then you have missed the grandeur of a standard Lighthouse. Lighthouses aren't built in safe places. They choose to be where the storms are! You're not being punished. You're being taken to a difficult place to shine your light. -
Physically, what should you be doing (with the people around you)? Can you love them? Listen to them! Listen to what's really happening in their lives. Consider every day one where you have an opportunity to create light in a dark place. Watch attitudes change. You may be "weird" to them, but they know you represent integrity. -
Spiritually... you're a light in a dark place and you wonder why you're there? It isn't always about you. Think about them! You're not being punished, you're being given an opportunity. This is the work you came to do, and it's not forever. In a place you don't want to be, working with people you don't want to be with, is the work of a Lighthouse...
