Inspirations, aspirations, dreams and reality

Almost home,,,

10000 Klicks!!! One man, Kayak, and good people along the way. Occasional piggyback rides, but for the most part, ONE MAN< ONE KAYAK> TEN THOUSAND KLICKS

THAT is inspiring,,,

as for aspirations,,, too many times does ‘life’ get in the way of such like Mark has done over the last year. Oft-times, those with such dreams just have to go for it, the rest of the world be damned. I know when I read about Freya circumnavigating Australia and that she left her kids to do so,,, I thought “how can a mother be so selfish?” but there comes a point where ‘selfish’ is overwhelmed by the “do this or die in spirit” and spirit is really the only thing we take with us through life. (how many of you still own the things you did back when you left highschool? maybe a memento, but not ‘the things’,,,) WIthout knowing all the details of her choices, or actions other than the physical endurance thing, I must reserve judgement.

In Marks case, yes, he left some family behind to do this 10000 kilometer solo journey,,, He occasionally posts pics of his grandkids in his videos,,, but he left no one behind that would be ‘dependent’ on him,,, His wife had passed away prior, his kids were independent in their own ways, his business can stand on its own with minimal input from him. I recall him talking about needing a couple of days to deal with ’emails’, and I gathered it was ‘work related’ by the tone he took on when saying it. I know the timbre of my speech changes when I start when discussing various aspects of my world(s). Hell, by tone alone, I am an open book,,,

Is this sort of adventure I am seeking? Not neccesarily the same thing, but similar?? Far too many of my reads have been about such: getting away, finding yourself by losing yourself, looking at the world around you with different perspectives than the microscope of local existence. I dunno, but when I watch what Mark has been doing, that wanderlust starts pulling HARD.

Fact is, this is the longest I have ever stayed in one place. All my life since leaving school, and even quite a bit before, I have been moving. My time in the Entertainment industry, constant moving (and it scratched that itch quite well), prior was the Marines, and anyone who has served can tell you how much jostling around you do there,,,

and since,,, 12 years, one place,, That itch is growing.

Reality,,,, I am here for my Da, his time is shorter than mine, and I intend on riding it out near him. We may butt heads on occasion (LOL, every damned day in most cases) but he is that rock that has always been there when us kids needed it most,,,

SO, I bide my time, play with boats, dream of far off places and peoples that I have not seen nor met, and dream. I need to, because the reality of this current timestream is far too depressing otherwise. I know it could turn on dime at any moment (like Paris burning,, things go sparky FAST) and my skills left in that darkened hallway of my mind will need to exposed to light again,

or not,

and life goes on,,,

Wee brief sparks,,, Burn bright, burn proud. (and mornings like this, I feel that I need some fresh air to burn properly,,, sigh)

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What I do know: No matter if I draw breath or expire in the next moment, the world will move on doing whatever it was going to do, with or without me. My influence over the world is that of a pissant chewing on an giant oak; an irritation at best. Even those names that carry on through the years have very little sway on current events, other than specific areas (Einstein, science and Space travel, as an example) but by and large, just another name in the pages of history. I used to say “there are 300000 damned good guitarplayers that never get heard, for every one guitar god on stage.” Thats THE uncomfortable truth that everyone avoids on the day to day. We are here, brief sparks, then we are gone and only the afterimage of those watching remains, for a brief time. Mark E is wrapping up his epic journey, probably within this coming week. And for a spell, his spirit will remain in my mind, and those of others, but in a year,,, “Mark who?? Oh, yeah, that kayaker guy,,,,” THAT is reality,,,

Live your life, chase your dreams, because ultiimately, there are only two entities whose judgement really matters: You, and the Author.