From Me to You

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YcOghJ_ldS8

So since writing the last post a year anda half ago
And posting it a few months ago
I wrote this on March 25th 2017
But hesitated to Post it:

So I'm going to try to keep this relevant to myself only, short and sweet.

April May and June were some magical months.

I spent time with the person I Loved and have some amazing memories that were honestly worth turning around for.
In an effort to “attend as many musical festivals as possible during my last summer in my twenties” I came up with a great idea: Music Festival Bike Tour!
Firstly I signed up to volunteer at Mountain Jam, Disc Jam, and Ziontific music festivals.
I bought a ticket to Strangecreek.
I rode a bit to Strangecreek, but got rides most of the way
I rode from Strangecreek to Mountain Jam!
I rode from Mountain Jam to Disc Jam!
I crashed at a new friends place after Disc Jam, then rode to Ziontific!
‘Twas pretty awesome stuff.

Just a month of bicycle riding and music festivals.

After returning from that I began getting ready to hit The Road again.
From the first journey I already had all the skills I needed to survive, I was only worried about protecting my compatriots
So I took a month of training in Krav Maga
Come July I departed and went to the national Rainbow Gathering in Vermont
I learned a lot there and had a Hell of a time…
After some putzing around I returned home, bought a car of my own, and putzed around some more in New England, alone.

No, that’s not what I wanted to be doing.

I was severely depressed and trying not to be.
During this time some experiences really disturbed me, which I will not and can not write about here.

So for the whole summer I sort of went out, had some cool adventures, met with some level of (what I would consider) disaster, and returned home to heal.

In other words, I was lost.
I don’t like being melodramatic (Not anymore at least. No need to reread old posts lol)
But I was in a lot of pain. The most pain I’ve ever felt in my life. At one point I even reached suicidal, which I never had before in my life nor understood.

In that place, with some hope of having some positive impact on the situation (or at least what I perceived it to be) I loaded up my car and drove South to New Orleans.

I got arrested along the way.

Watch out for Mississippi State Troopers.
Planted weed on me → “Well you had weed on you so you must be intoxicated” Under arrest for DUI

I’m happy for the experience though.
Small town Mississippi jail was quite the adventure!

Funny how they immediately treat you like you are less than human and try to break you
Definitely don’t want to get caught up in THAT system
I feel bad for the people that are
And it’s all set in place by money
They’re just extorting dollars from their own populace
Yeah, that’s how to build a strong community
Fucking idiots.
But I got out of jail thanks to my friends I had made in there and my father
Found an amazing Spiritual Farm of the Hare Krsna people

Then made it to New Orleans
I went back and forth from ‘Nawlins to this farm a few times in the next month
Was a Grand adventure!
I’m sorry I didn’t write about it!
But I learned a lot and had an awesome time too
One such thing I learned was some carpentry basics helping build an additional room on a house for a guy.
I returned home, once again, Justin Time for Christmas

About a week later, after New Year’s, I left again to go to Maine
I knew I’d face there some of the things which pained me back in the summer.
That’s why I had to go.
It went worse than I anticipated though and ended up just being hurt again, even more
Well, the old wounds hadn’t healed anyways
So it was just salt
Lots and lots of salt
Luckily I had made some actual friends during my adventures there too and they saved me

So after that little trip I returned home to finally bring into reality the idea I picked up from Mr. Winston in Carbondale IL
Bagel Cart!
My goal was to build the thing outta wood and be ready to vend Bagels at the Saint Patrick’s Day Parade!
And so I did!
I don’t think I’d of been able to get over my hurt and morbid depression without the aid of a new Lover I met.
Must be said.
But I also picked up a Mission when I was in Maine
And have to return there to complete it

At this point my family has gotten very used to my coming and going
I remember when my intention was to NEVAR RETURNNNN!!!
That didn’t work out so much
Oh well. I am what I am.
At least I found a deeper Love and Appreciation for my home and family than I knew before
That alone was worth the journey

Of course, wanderlust is in my blood now
I can’t stop
I suppose I’m not too much different than anyone else
I’m working towards my dreams and my future just like You
I want to travel and go on many awesome adventures
I want to create a Haven of Love and Safety
I want to help my Loved ones live and I want to help Heal The World
It’s a balance, moving forward day-by-day, taking action for one self, and for others.
There’s a check coming in the mail
Once it gets here, I’m leaving again, atop My LionHeart
And going to Maine
To fix something that’s broken there.

That’s all.

Worst Case Scenario:

 That and I blow my left knee out which I never got looked at.
It doesn't matter though
This is what I have to do.
I don't expect anyone else to understand.
How could they?

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So that was then.
Here are the photos from my camera
These are the photos that I've kept on my camera
I back-up and delete some now and then to keep space
But these are the ones I left on the phone for some reason:

 I presume this is still hidden where I left it
(Hint: It's at CoSM)

 I guess Rachel got her hands on my camera
Scares me sometimes
But she's a great gal

 The back of Hayley's car
Unfortunately we're both Unorganized Chaotic types
so our weaknesses were really showing

Here is my brother Chris
I actually met him on my bicycle Journey in Carbondale Illinois!
(Which is where I'm posting this from)
He joined us at the Gathering and led us to A Hidden Weed Farm...

Cars
Also not either of our strong suits

 I don't think they were Chris' strong suit either...

In Portland Maine
We found Tommy's Park
And laid our things out to do some Art

 This was a Joyful moment

 Legendary Double Shooting Star Pipe

Came out GREAT
The first pipe that I used color in

Well we weren't exactly broke but...
Flying a sign is a humbling thing to do and a good learning experience

 Hi Hayley
Waitin' on you

You are Beautiful.

 Weeks later I was in the Woods with a hitchhiker I had picked up named Raccoon

He led me to this cool spot in the woods where there was all this ancient art
(Note: Please take care following Raccoons to secluded area—in general)

Crafted this scepter there with him
The Geode on top I found at the end of the Rainbow Gathering
Tied it on with rawhide—Thanks Raccoon.
I secured the tie with epoxy
Which sinks into the rawhide and makes it really hard.
I shattered a Quartz and stuck that into the epoxy
On top of a Bamboo Pole
(I later gave this as a gift to my friend Scott from the New Hampshire area)

Also made here was The Matrix Pipe

(as I was on my way to the Matrix Music Fesitval)

And The Long and Winding Road Pipe
Which I tied rawhide at the end of and a Turkey Vulture Feather
That was My pipe for a while
It split and I repaired it with Gold Paint
But I Lost it in my Complete Defeat in Maine

 Volunteered for Matrix Music fest
Zed here and I are on Front Gate duty
I brought Bamboo and Tools to this festival so I could work on my art there
I wanted to see if what I was going to do to support Us on the Road would have worked

Guess what?
It worked.
Doing it there and making art pieces for people on site of the event was reeeeeally cool too

 Like I said
Brought Bamboo and Tools

On the way back from Maine some stuff happened and it was terrible
And I found some brothers in need of a ride
Here's James and Andrew!!!
They joined me fora couple days

James went on back home to take care of his ill father and be with his brother and friends.
Andrew was heading West
Dropped him off at Union Station
To NYC (;

 Months later
October
Dark Dark Month
Thanks I guess.
Here's Starling
A little bird I found running into a busy road
About to die
(I was riding my bicycle on my way to train at Ronin Martial Art studio)

So I took it home and gave it a little place and tried to let it heal and be a little bird and stuff

 I fed it cheese and hard-boiled egg and mashed something else I think

 Starling didn't make it
She just kept shivering and stopped eating
I tried...

World became so so Dark

 Got The Green Gust in July of Last Year!
Pokemon Go! came out then and I was looking at my life choices:
Team Valor: Get back on my bicycle immediately and resume Journey heading West
Team Mystic: Try to Live in this area making Bamboo Art. Fighting, Chasing, for Love, or at least what I think it is.
Team Instinct: More or less the above but trying to hook-up as much as possible and move-on rather than hold on to what appears nearly a delusional reality of the Dream I had and STILL HAVE

 I guess you can change your Team once
So we choose Mystic then but now we're on Valor
So that's cool 'cause now I'm like a Red Mage/Monk
(Life Pro Tip: Put your time into good endeavors that will help you grow and be more powerful/versatile.
Martial Arts, for example)

 I'm glad I got the car and chose Team Mystic because aside from going on many adventures with it
It did exactly what it was supposed to do
It brought me to you.
And you too
(And then we escaped in it)
So there.
can do!

 It's a GOOD CAR
It brought me very far and I went on many adventures with it
And I believe I helped you with it
That was my intention and even though it put a huge weight on me and we obviously couldn't communicate our selves to each other at all I believe I helped you.
I'm leaving it here in Carbondale
If you want it it's yours.
But we'll see what ends up happening to it...

The Sky is Still Blue Bong
Gave it to a man named Baloo
Not sure if he's my enemy or not
Not sure what's happened.
But this has been my personal motto since I was like 11

No matter what is happening within my head in my life in my Heart
The Sky is Still Blue
Even if there are Clouds in the way they'll move
If it is night Dawn is to come

 However, if the sky ever really did Fucking Break
And the Stars fell from the Heavens
Well maybe that's a time to panic
No
Pray.
Time to Pray.

 Don't forget how to Fly

So as of right now I'm back in Carbondale IL
Things are going according to plan with that at least
This IS important to me
But it's NOT as important to me as THEM
But there's NOTHING I CAN DO
So here I am.
I'm ready for the desert
I'm ready to clear my name in Mississippi
I'm ready to kick the ass of any man that has been Cruel to my Sister
As the philosopher Billy Mason told me
"I can only fix the World as far as my arms can reach"
I believe we should ALL be so bold.
STAND for THAT.


Don't forget your Pain
Don't forget your Prince
Don't forget your Promise


I said these words to myself today
But I believe they're good words for everyone
(Don't forget your Princess/non-gender specific term of dearly Loved one either)

I also wrote a poem this morning after waking up from a Nightmare (often enough) I call "Our Pain is a Gift that Helps to Guide Us" but I don't think I should post it here.
But if anyone wants to read it I'll message it to them.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDgrarwhYPs