Sunday, November 29, 2015

Friday, November 27, 2015

Cañon de Somoto, Nicaragua

Yesterday I lept from a cliff into the rivers passing through Somoto somewhere near the Honduras border of Nicaragua.  I jumped through a passing breeze of leaves from the sacred ceiba tree and a group of scattering cave bats and plunged into the currents of a river that has carved away this beautiful corner of the world over many years.  The waters of the canyon carried me through my thoughts and I cannot help but feel closer to the gods who brought life to the ancient people that once called this their home.  I lean back and float.. and watch the sky turn into a colorful display of mid day weather as I'm unsure where earth begins and heaven ceases to be.  I forget my name.  

This corner of the planet hides from the rest of the world and is only heard of through the whispers of passing travelers carrying with them tales of interesting places to visit and pictures from past adventures.  I wave to the villagers who greet me with toothy grins and childlike laughter that remind me how far I've come in my years of travel on this interesting planet.  

Now I sit full of a rejuvenated energy wondering what the gods have in store for me next.  How did I get here?  How did a curious 7 year old boy win a contest in first grade and choose a world map for his prize?  How did I get to be so courageous even under the negativity I was once greeted with?  I don't know.. I do however know that fortune favors the brave and the world is full of surprises if you're willing to explore it.  

I'm back in Nicaragua, I've missed it so.  I know the language now and I can make conversation with those whom I cross paths.  This 7 year old boy has grown up and learned many things and many languages.  He has felt the streams and rivers which being fresh water and life to ancient lands and he has swam in the seas and oceans from which all things on earth have once crawled out of.  He lives a life of simplicity and knows full well that the universe is an enigmatic paradox which is always listening to our thoughts and providing intuition which does not fall on deaf ears.  That same universe, the goddess as I've come to call her, only speaks to us if we have ears which are willing to listen.  She does not believe in good nod evil as nature does not operate in good and evil.  She provides us which questions which come in the form of riddle and metaphor and should we ignore her she will cease to offer a voice in our ears calling us to explore.  One day she will swallow me up as she consumes all living things and turn me back into the simple elements of life from which all things come.


Life.. Life is a precious and wonderful mystery.  We are here such a short time and our stories all come to an end.  Some stories haven't been written yet however the characters already exist.  The plants which surround us are the fabric of life which will one day turn into the proteins responsible for human life.  "Pre-carnation" (as I've dubbed it) entails that people who are not even born yet already exist in nature all around us.  Likewise the matter which has come together to form our bodies will also one day return to the earth and come back again in the form of new life as we are all part of a cycle.  Like these rivers carry me down the ancient currents somewhere here in Central America so too do the very elements which carry all life.  

I feel so awake..

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

How to move without a suitcase.. How to trip without a shoelace..

Here's to more stories and new chapters!  


Wednesday, November 4, 2015

not everything in this magical world..

they say that smell is the most potent trigger of memory.. today i was working on a boat in some faraway corner of some faraway marina and suddenly this scent hits me and takes me back to that summer about ten years ago.  it doesn't even matter what happened ten years ago but it was this 'portal' of sorts through time that connected me toward the idea of what time even means.  i sat in this moment and really thought for a minute that i could place my feet in the wet cement of time yet only a fool believes he is going to be here forever.

illusions.  i feel illusion all around me and days like today it's like i've wiped the haze out of my eyes and i can see the universe for what it really is, a beautiful goddess with a wild imagination.

do i believe in destiny?  i have no idea.  i never thought i was much of anything but on days like today i feel like i have a calling somewhere and somehow the goddess speaks to me so clearly.  i did not betray my heart and i knew better than to think that 'this' (whatever 'this' is) is all that we are capable of.  humans are incredible.  i see so much potential in our existence and we can do so many amazing things in only one lifetime yet when we come to our twilight we begin to wonder whats next.


did you curse it? the moment i completely became myself, the day i began to open my eyes?  i know now what i have to do.  i have to wake up the world and i have to act fast.. i'm getting older and i'm thankful for every scar and tattoo i've decorated on my body yet there is not a moment to waste.  the fact is that there are people who care in this world.  it matters not to me who has hurt me and it matters not who has tried to cut me down.  i'm a grown man with a toothy grin and i'm going to do great things in this life, watch me.  i have no enemies.  i have no regrets and i have a song in my soul.

then i'll leave.  one day i'll leave this world and i don't know when.  death reaches its cold hand every second of the day and one day it will pull me down into the earth from which we all came.  there is only earth below and the stories which we leave behind, the interpretations we have of this curious and magical world.  nothing is what it seems.

shake it off... i'm still sitting on the front of a 2015 Formula SS 380.  it's funny how poetic i get when i think about life.. i'm not sure i even know what i'm talking about sometimes.  i just want to travel and eat good food and draw pictures and occasionally find the bottom of a cold beer bottle.  the fact is that i know what i want and i know how to do it.  this passing of time is great because the more time that passes the more people begin to support me.  i feel like they know somehow that i can see in plain vision what is ahead of me.. and i come to this point in my ramblings where i have advice: listen to the goddess inside of you.  listen to what truly excites you and makes you happy and follow your dreams until they are your waking life.  your heart will not deceive you and the little things which we dwell on are only set before us to remind us that nothing is quite what it seems.  you will see beautiful things in this life and you will know happiness if you make it a practice.  nobody can see the world from your perspective and few will ever care.  the world is a great chapter in a massive collection of books and we are writing its story every day.