VanLife..2

Narration from the video:

Christmas on the cliff, on the edge of sanity, love and adventure.  Right here, right now is a hell of a place to be, wherever that is for you.  The magic of just being able to witness the world around you is a gift .  Regardless of your situation, there are opportunities to see the world for what it is, whether that view is jaded by hunger, or anger, or riches, or loneliness, there is space there to see the truth.  The truth being that you are here.  You are there and you are everywhere, cheese town I know, but it’s true.

The nitrogen you are breathing is the same particles the dinosaurs inhaled.  The same ones Alexander the great had in his blood.  There is only so much nitrogen in our atmosphere and apparently we are unable to create more.  Meaning, you may very well be collecting the same energy Nicola Tesla used to create free power for all.  Or the same electrical energy that Hitler used to write Main Kampf.  There is no separation between any of us, through time and space alike.

I see myself here in Oregon, with Kaitlin andI see that things will never be the same as they once were.  Even tomorrow everything will be different, same goals, same people, but different energy being absorbed and used to fuel my brain.  I have these urges to tackle projects with my whole heart these days and I want to find the juice where that comes from so I can recognize it in the future.  I don’t want to squander it or let it slip by ever again.

I am very much aware that society is a place I have grown into, but is not me and I can change the views and dreams associated with it.  I am grateful for everything, thank you for being you society, but it’s time we parted ways.  We will be in touch but it’s time I ventured and found myself in this gong show.  I will stumble, fall, come back to you often, but please don’t hold on too tight, for it’s over.  My heart is filling with the power of those before me, the ideas floating through the air are finding a resting place in my tissues and I want to let them build and flourish.

Thanks again, but it’s time I breathe in some of that magic dinosaur air and feel the power pulse through me, channel it home andbecome myself, my baby self all over again.