Death Valley

I live.

Where did I leave off I think I was in San Francisco or something. I left there and drove to Los Angeles and was there for a handful of days.

Wait before I go further Imgur, I realize, no longer allows my pictures to be visible now that I've surpassed 225. I actually surpassed 225 about a month ago so there's a hundred invisibles, anyways, I'm not uploading any more pictures because it'll cost me 25 bucks per year. Don't care. Sorry about that, but i'll carry around my backup and show you the pictures as I make my rounds throughout the south and show off when I return.

Also i'm on my way back. I expect to be home in 2-3 weeks. This coincides with Christmas but I'm not coming home because I want presents - I just wanted to say that

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNWdfo12Mio
Its just music I didn't make it but it makes me want to make music

Los Angeles is huge. I saw the sign, the Griffith observatory was way cooler, didn't see or smell any famous people, did a four hour ghost tour on the Queen Mary, spent Thanksgiving on Venice Beach, chilled on Rincon beach for an earlier afternoon, saw the tar pits, drove past the Scientology building (uhhhhhhhhhhh), got a sweet haircut in a record store, saw the sunset on Sunset Boulevard, I think there was something else, I forget. Oh I saw a transvestite. That was fresh.

Then I drove to Joshua Tree national park.
Then I drove to Death Valley.

A lot happened but I don't have pictures to show right now and everything I could write about those parks would be a lot of 'whoa' and 'wow' and I can't make you feel the land the way the land is to someone who walks it openly and graciously.


It seems to me the harder you grip the wheel and try to get where you're trying to go the less you get out of your trip at all. You don't actually know where you need to go to arrive at the destination you aim for, having accumulated what you need to actually -be- there properly when you finally get there. And then what? What's next?
We just drive really fast trying to get there as though, once we get there, everything will be better. It probably won't.. why would it, you drive the same roads you always have, as fast as you got used to, you stop paying attention to the scenery and the blur becomes the familiar roads, along these familiar roads you take the same turns, the same mistakes, the same mistakes take you to the same comfortable places, you never step out and feel fear, real fear, or doubt, or humility, or shame, or life, to find out what it means and what it does and then chance to take higher action to take you to higher places for yourself.

Moral: I stopped trying to be somewhere else and where I was became the road that took me there.

Go boldly into your unknowns and know that they can help you where you could not help yourself, if you are willing to learn...
Or sail the same waters, catch the same fish.

Farewell, fellow fishermen