Working on outfitting Duh!k and Serena. New Backband for S, and giving Duh!k her old one. Footpegs for Serena and trying to figger out sumpin for Duh!k on that note as well. (Prefered with Zero cash involved but has a feelin’,,,)
Domestic duties outta the way earlier, started right after I finished my post about yesterday, and with boats in cradle working, heat of the day and the distraction of doing sumpin,,,,
Lets just say alcohol has been tossed in the mix and call it good.
But I got the urge to share some shit witch-y’all. Please enjoy.
Mid 90s, Fiat X/1-9 fanatic. Owned a total of 7 at one point. Mostly parts cars because, Fiat wasn’t in the US then. But damned did I love those rollerskates. Things I learned at that time.
1: Lucas Electric. SUCKS!!! There is a very good reason why Europeans drink warm Beer and Lucas is it.
2: Patience. Parts may need completely rebuilt and things may need rigged to make them functional.
3: cussing in Italian!!!
4: Helicoils are your best friend.
5: Surgical precision with an Oxy/acetylene torch.
That was also the period where I started writing. Silly ass free form poetry of all things, wanted to write songs and was inspired by MJK of Tool, but just can not get as deep inside of my Psyche as he does.
Yeah, I was a liberal, young, dumb, and thought I could make the world a better place for all. Funny how age and getting shafted a few times turns most all into Conservative/practical types.
Funny that all of this started AFTER I went to Kuwait. Or is it?
Not really since Kuwait was where I had died as far as I was concerned, and every day since has been a gift I can never repay. Sure has been one hell of a long gift, but I take them as they come because I know with certainty, there will come a day when they don’t anymore.
No, I don’t do Church. I have my beliefs, and while they don’t outright contradict organized religion, but they sure aren’t conformist either. I feel closer to ‘God’ when paddling alone on a foggy morning, or standing at a mixing console in front of a 100000watt PA feeling the energy of 20000 people enjoying life. My spirit revels in both instances despite the dichotomy of them.
And today, my spirit is at peace, knowing that, despite all the bullshit we see, the lies and outright gaslighting by peeps that feel superior (and aren’t by sheer fact they have to manipulate), we are moving to an revolutionary, maybe even EVOLUTIONARY, point in time. People like Elon Musk, who WILL’ get off this rock in some way, dammit!’ And many others; people that don’t devolve into the cesspit, even while acknowleding it, and continue on their quest “no matter what!!!!”
I still don’t know my ‘soul purpose’. I like to think its what I am doing by blogging and other aspects I have picked up over the last couple decades. But I don’t know, and that is the core of my deepest uneasiness. I am at peace, but peace is never forever, and that unease with my soul purpose is the corollary to it.
Whatever comes next, does. I can not stop it, nor can you; all we can do is prepare, and the biggest prep you need focus on is between your ears, and behind your sternum. Mind and heart. Get ’em ready because you are gonna need em both.
Y’all enjoy the rest of thw weekend and raise a glass for whatever suits your mood. (Mine is ‘ heres to you, heres to me, heres to places I’ve yet to see.)
