"i have a dream of travelling around the globe until my money runs out!
Might start in the Us of A! green rapids :)
WHAt do you think of my wild outrageous plan?
i need to work my arse of to get away first!
tell me how your trip affected you?"
Traveling without money is one of the most romantic things I've experienced But it is far from glamorous as some books and travel guides may suggest. As money begins to dwindle the logical mind begins to hyperventilate. Naturally humans want comfort but comfort is evolutions enemy. Soon money is completely absent. One may still continue to dig for salvation from a dollar by collecting cans, working on fruit farms, or trying to sell belongings. But sometimes after a while one might realize that spending all day collecting cans just to purchase a gyro isn't exactly what traveling is about. But looking back on it you realize it is because its about realizations and learning.
You close your eyes at day break and take a deep breath and realize you really have no current obligations besides keeping yourself alive. And really you don't need much at all to survive. These waves of beautiful color and emotion zap to the back of your eyelids forming pictures incomprehendable to creature form but for some how these mouthless shapeless things are singing to you. You open your eyes again finally and the sun has set. You remember you are more adventuress in the night. CARPE NOCTURNE! You walk towards the nearest gas station with your thumb out. Some old guy pulls up in a blue dodge pick-up truck. The moonglow hit his eyes through the haze of a swisher-sweet cigar and assure you he is an ally. You hope in the passenger seat and he offers you peanut m&m's and this is where the REAL adventure begins. Your off the map, no money, no obligations, you are in the hands of the world. You trust yourself fully while still being completely dependent on the world (this is true love). You learn to feel the intentions of each human being just by breathing on them. You learn that your spine knows more then your head. And its not a matter of food and water its more of a matter of keeping your grip on reality when you are oozing through the cracks of society.
Traveling, you meet a lot of people. Your relationship will never be the same as to the people you have at home, internal desolation is a huge battle. As you escape deep relationships and real human contact. You may think you don't need people but in time find that you appreciate good relationships more that ever when you are without them. You may call home a couple times but you are living in a different realm, in a different dimension almost and your friends at home can't 'relate to your thoughts... this was the scariest part of my travels
Really I don't know what to say to you or how to say it about what you will learn. It's all about what you allow yourself to learn. You definitely won't return the same person. My friends all recognize that i have change significantly since my travels.
you really realize what the definition of "essentials" is.
Each experience is unique to each person. All you need is a plane ticket. Some people actually hitch hike on boats if you wanted to by-pass saving money for an airplane. Anything is possible if you believe it is.
the world will take care of you if you let it.
I think your idea is fantastic. But don't go too fast. stay for a while and enjoy each place.
actually don't listen to anything i have to say, you will figure it all out for yourself.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Traveling is like making love for me
In fact I feel as though (sometimes)
it may be the only one I know how to embrace
The world surprises me with its
beauty and endless secrets
the people I hardly know embracing me as their child
I'm scared to make love and to be alone
but, vulnerability keeps me alive
Uncertainty excites me
Imagination
is
Creationism
misinterpretation
is NOT a false reality.
In fact I feel as though (sometimes)
it may be the only one I know how to embrace
The world surprises me with its
beauty and endless secrets
the people I hardly know embracing me as their child
I'm scared to make love and to be alone
but, vulnerability keeps me alive
Uncertainty excites me
Imagination
is
Creationism
misinterpretation
is NOT a false reality.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
fresh hot baguettes
to give to fork a lift
my toes felel the ground the most
when i'm a ballerina
can't stand
for too much now
dangerous...
snakes
automobiles
drugs
humans
people
to see
we dance without legs
and loose boneless arms flailing
back
and forth
like a pendulum
or a prom dress
telling a secret when the music and the spinnig gets really fast
cancer humming lungs
child birth with drugs
to smell the air seasoned with manure you will need to go to the south
to smell the air seasoned with mcdonalds fries you must go to the north
her nuckles cracked
like movie theater popcorn
monsters like this are like this
i cut it off
nucleaire non merci.
I hitched to Montargis, france and walked about 100 kilometers with a fantastic group of people walking from london to geneva to raise awareness for uranium mining and nuclear power. I never felt so connected to a group of people so instantaneously.
the grey sky opened its blue eyes and projected a rainbow
dover was dreary 3-4 hours of trying to hitch out in the rain led me to the last bus to London. The ticket man was rude. And the gentleman at the information desk neglected me and carried on a person conversation about how him and this other guy (a police officer actually) both just got a sidekick. And on the bus, the driver was frustrated that I didn't have a ticket o direct change.
The overnight fare to liverpool was booked so i tried to sleep in the station. But the station soon closed. So I tried to sleep in the central train station, but i was told this would close soon as well. So I walked.. and found an elevated railed in garden for a bed last night. I woke up to someone peeing on the outside wall of the garden. This was about 5 AM
While hitching I was asked over and over again... Obama?
Mind you most of the people I hitched with spoke little or no english.
We communicated with disorganized games of pictionary, one guy drawing stick figure with a black face then a stick figure with hair. Asking me if I was voting for Obama.
then I would write
Politic=Merde
and george bush = merde
This made them think... i guess she is okay for an american.
When I spent the night in Gorlitzer Park,centered around a train station that was bombed in world war II, I met this lady named catherine
catherine in the sun
wore a translucent door
you could ask but you alread knew
her thighs shaped fine art and shown through her thin dress
she asked for ten cents
it all makes cents for her
she wrote of her lover on the internet
his parents were catholic and disapproved
they found 20 dollars next to him when he
choked and died on his vomit
which made sense she was talking to me because I am 20
catherine in the sun told me
the night before heath ledger died
she watched a nights tale 12 times
for no reason why, she wrote about it on the internet
it all makes cents to here
catherine the hex in this sun
catherine the cat
oh tom the myspace editor
tom the tom cat better watch out
she is pregnat
and catherine is in love
another person from the park.
ol'jim at the guitar
playing a song he used to know
finding the strings
like a time machine
his fingers are slower than he remembered
lost in alcohol
always drunk in time
for wasting
he has the coolest jacket in town
my toes felel the ground the most
when i'm a ballerina
can't stand
for too much now
dangerous...
snakes
automobiles
drugs
humans
people
to see
we dance without legs
and loose boneless arms flailing
back
and forth
like a pendulum
or a prom dress
telling a secret when the music and the spinnig gets really fast
cancer humming lungs
child birth with drugs
to smell the air seasoned with manure you will need to go to the south
to smell the air seasoned with mcdonalds fries you must go to the north
her nuckles cracked
like movie theater popcorn
monsters like this are like this
i cut it off
nucleaire non merci.
I hitched to Montargis, france and walked about 100 kilometers with a fantastic group of people walking from london to geneva to raise awareness for uranium mining and nuclear power. I never felt so connected to a group of people so instantaneously.
the grey sky opened its blue eyes and projected a rainbow
dover was dreary 3-4 hours of trying to hitch out in the rain led me to the last bus to London. The ticket man was rude. And the gentleman at the information desk neglected me and carried on a person conversation about how him and this other guy (a police officer actually) both just got a sidekick. And on the bus, the driver was frustrated that I didn't have a ticket o direct change.
The overnight fare to liverpool was booked so i tried to sleep in the station. But the station soon closed. So I tried to sleep in the central train station, but i was told this would close soon as well. So I walked.. and found an elevated railed in garden for a bed last night. I woke up to someone peeing on the outside wall of the garden. This was about 5 AM
While hitching I was asked over and over again... Obama?
Mind you most of the people I hitched with spoke little or no english.
We communicated with disorganized games of pictionary, one guy drawing stick figure with a black face then a stick figure with hair. Asking me if I was voting for Obama.
then I would write
Politic=Merde
and george bush = merde
This made them think... i guess she is okay for an american.
When I spent the night in Gorlitzer Park,centered around a train station that was bombed in world war II, I met this lady named catherine
catherine in the sun
wore a translucent door
you could ask but you alread knew
her thighs shaped fine art and shown through her thin dress
she asked for ten cents
it all makes cents for her
she wrote of her lover on the internet
his parents were catholic and disapproved
they found 20 dollars next to him when he
choked and died on his vomit
which made sense she was talking to me because I am 20
catherine in the sun told me
the night before heath ledger died
she watched a nights tale 12 times
for no reason why, she wrote about it on the internet
it all makes cents to here
catherine the hex in this sun
catherine the cat
oh tom the myspace editor
tom the tom cat better watch out
she is pregnat
and catherine is in love
another person from the park.
ol'jim at the guitar
playing a song he used to know
finding the strings
like a time machine
his fingers are slower than he remembered
lost in alcohol
always drunk in time
for wasting
he has the coolest jacket in town
Sunday, June 1, 2008
machines of our genes
and we share 90 percent of the same genes with a banana.
I thought I could find a spot in the world where humans were...
less human I guess.
I think this is just La La land now.
It was my dream maybe to find a commune to live my life away from civilization and society. I thought maybe there would be more freedom in a commune.
But there isnt. Maybe even less.
And they still depend on the rest of the world in some way.
And ive found "hippies" to be some of the most closed minded people ive met.
There is no oasis or Eutopia hidden somewhere on earth.
it is just THIS.
Im serious.
Shitty, huh?
NO WAY.
Just realizing it is fuel to create your world into whatever you want.
I met some Rastamen in the park yesterday evening. I was just walking by myself along the river in Frankfurt.
And thes older black Carribean men maybe 30 years old (while offering me a beer) flag me down.
I hesitate for a moment. But the beer stole me.
So I sit down on the bench. Bob marley is playing from their boom box.
I saý softly "oh Bob Marley, nice!"
and one of the guy saýs "Bob Marlez is THE MAN isnt He!"
and I say "oh yeah, he speaks to all kinds of people"
and they thought i said he speaks For all kinds of people. Which i guess is also true. Then the really high rasta guy sitting on the end of the bench mumbles something half in italian and half it carribean jibberish.
They told me about rasta culture and how they have a good time all day everyday because there aint no time to wait for a good time. And this is what rasta life is about. And its even more rasta-cool if you invite other people to join you in your permi-party.
Then they rolled me a whole joint for myself and I told them I couldnät smoke it all... But they told me I was rasta girl and that I had to. so I did... and I was.......... rea..sd..kjjfucking ... -high.
maybe it is better for the earth if we are not sustainable. I mean... It seems like we have past the point of no return as far as exploiting the earth and the beginning of the end of the human race. So instead of trying to prolong human existence through conservation we should EXPLOIT! EXPLOIT! EXPLOIT! The sooner we die the sooner the earth can begin to heal itself.
ender never went to the bio-party to talk science.
how can it be sold cold
really you have to listen close
it really is that simple
it really is
really
Im on the internet a lot for being over here.
iäm such a loser
when the y and z are switched it really changes something
makes you think
which camer first... the german keyboard or the english...
and why the fuck would they only change two letters
haha
you are not to blame
I am staying with these beautiful Bulgarian girls. we just smoked a hookah and ate lots of ice cream. They are always doing so much for me. i say thank you but thank you is just so insincere now a days.
for ever action there is an equal and opposite reaction
newton has it all figured out
I thought I could find a spot in the world where humans were...
less human I guess.
I think this is just La La land now.
It was my dream maybe to find a commune to live my life away from civilization and society. I thought maybe there would be more freedom in a commune.
But there isnt. Maybe even less.
And they still depend on the rest of the world in some way.
And ive found "hippies" to be some of the most closed minded people ive met.
There is no oasis or Eutopia hidden somewhere on earth.
it is just THIS.
Im serious.
Shitty, huh?
NO WAY.
Just realizing it is fuel to create your world into whatever you want.
I met some Rastamen in the park yesterday evening. I was just walking by myself along the river in Frankfurt.
And thes older black Carribean men maybe 30 years old (while offering me a beer) flag me down.
I hesitate for a moment. But the beer stole me.
So I sit down on the bench. Bob marley is playing from their boom box.
I saý softly "oh Bob Marley, nice!"
and one of the guy saýs "Bob Marlez is THE MAN isnt He!"
and I say "oh yeah, he speaks to all kinds of people"
and they thought i said he speaks For all kinds of people. Which i guess is also true. Then the really high rasta guy sitting on the end of the bench mumbles something half in italian and half it carribean jibberish.
They told me about rasta culture and how they have a good time all day everyday because there aint no time to wait for a good time. And this is what rasta life is about. And its even more rasta-cool if you invite other people to join you in your permi-party.
Then they rolled me a whole joint for myself and I told them I couldnät smoke it all... But they told me I was rasta girl and that I had to. so I did... and I was.......... rea..sd..kjjfucking ... -high.
maybe it is better for the earth if we are not sustainable. I mean... It seems like we have past the point of no return as far as exploiting the earth and the beginning of the end of the human race. So instead of trying to prolong human existence through conservation we should EXPLOIT! EXPLOIT! EXPLOIT! The sooner we die the sooner the earth can begin to heal itself.
ender never went to the bio-party to talk science.
how can it be sold cold
really you have to listen close
it really is that simple
it really is
really
Im on the internet a lot for being over here.
iäm such a loser
when the y and z are switched it really changes something
makes you think
which camer first... the german keyboard or the english...
and why the fuck would they only change two letters
haha
you are not to blame
I am staying with these beautiful Bulgarian girls. we just smoked a hookah and ate lots of ice cream. They are always doing so much for me. i say thank you but thank you is just so insincere now a days.
for ever action there is an equal and opposite reaction
newton has it all figured out
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Warm pretzels and
I love your money
My friends and my family are all being diagnosed with This and That.
It seems as though the real disease is good health now a days.
What disease or Syndrom do I have?
I never want to go to the doctors.
Im sure they will find something wrong with me.
As our community´s and homes become torn and seperate
and we can only confide in ourselves. And we start worrying more and more about ourselves and sometimes we realise we have nothing to worry about which in turn creates more worry. And then you think... ohwait maybe this is just one of those diseases. I can take care of myself. I will go get one of those new drugs for these new diseases.
A worry is wasted withouth something to worry about. But if the doctor says I have somethign to worry about and take care of. Then maybe having this disease with drugs to releive it will make me less worried.
The city is time
the people move clockwise and orderly around it.
I think pigeons are superb creatures. Like dandelions... they adapt and thrive in anysituation human beings force them to live in. And humans are ruthless too. Putting pointy needles on ledges and windowsills, and dumping poisons all around. And despite all the hostility the pigeon and the dandelion still choose to live with us. AND THRIVE they do wether we like it or not.
The Holy Mountain is a bloody brilliant movie.
I watched it in Italian and it still blew my mind. The pictures of beautiful.
You are always home when you are sleeping
the artists are stealing our thoughts.
the television is 32inches to one person and to the other the television fills the house.
Yes the television literally is 32 inches
but also yes the sound fromt he television and the light emitted can fill a whole house.
So how big is the television
writing in my journal a couple days ago...
"delooosional
is my state of mid.
a half liter of Barbera (wine)
and an entire pizza
I just went poop
Thez have a special ass faucet extension
like an asshose or something
the sexxy ass hose
I still have one more glass to finish
I think Im going to calll my friends soon
Drunk Dial... w00t.
there is a cute old man shitting
i mean sitting
maybe shit sitting
ahahhahahha"
Im a loser baby
I flew over the swiss alps to get to germany. my brains exploded on the window.
then about 20 minutes to frankfurt the earth looked like a giant patchwork blanket. It was disgusting. the land was raped and used for agricutlure. There were one or two areas with trees but they were all in lines, orderly, and militant looking.
sperate but equal
Rich P00r
2+2=5
My friends and my family are all being diagnosed with This and That.
It seems as though the real disease is good health now a days.
What disease or Syndrom do I have?
I never want to go to the doctors.
Im sure they will find something wrong with me.
As our community´s and homes become torn and seperate
and we can only confide in ourselves. And we start worrying more and more about ourselves and sometimes we realise we have nothing to worry about which in turn creates more worry. And then you think... ohwait maybe this is just one of those diseases. I can take care of myself. I will go get one of those new drugs for these new diseases.
A worry is wasted withouth something to worry about. But if the doctor says I have somethign to worry about and take care of. Then maybe having this disease with drugs to releive it will make me less worried.
The city is time
the people move clockwise and orderly around it.
I think pigeons are superb creatures. Like dandelions... they adapt and thrive in anysituation human beings force them to live in. And humans are ruthless too. Putting pointy needles on ledges and windowsills, and dumping poisons all around. And despite all the hostility the pigeon and the dandelion still choose to live with us. AND THRIVE they do wether we like it or not.
The Holy Mountain is a bloody brilliant movie.
I watched it in Italian and it still blew my mind. The pictures of beautiful.
You are always home when you are sleeping
the artists are stealing our thoughts.
the television is 32inches to one person and to the other the television fills the house.
Yes the television literally is 32 inches
but also yes the sound fromt he television and the light emitted can fill a whole house.
So how big is the television
writing in my journal a couple days ago...
"delooosional
is my state of mid.
a half liter of Barbera (wine)
and an entire pizza
I just went poop
Thez have a special ass faucet extension
like an asshose or something
the sexxy ass hose
I still have one more glass to finish
I think Im going to calll my friends soon
Drunk Dial... w00t.
there is a cute old man shitting
i mean sitting
maybe shit sitting
ahahhahahha"
Im a loser baby
I flew over the swiss alps to get to germany. my brains exploded on the window.
then about 20 minutes to frankfurt the earth looked like a giant patchwork blanket. It was disgusting. the land was raped and used for agricutlure. There were one or two areas with trees but they were all in lines, orderly, and militant looking.
sperate but equal
Rich P00r
2+2=5
Saturday, May 17, 2008
John lennon and ravioli
I never really took to heart what John lennon was sining about until this trip. He really is a legend.
Today I ate homemade ravioli and drank homemade wine.
But although eating makes me really happy.
Being close to you makes me even happier.
Ive been having curious thoughts about everyone at home.
Please tell me what youve been doing. And thinking. Whoever you are.
The beginning of the end of humanity was when we started farming. Because that is when we started to play god.
farming is the route of all evil.
time is not teh answer
now is the answer
dont swing without your weapon
im serious
Inertia is reallity. so dont jump too high.
I do not know if I will have these desires or a long for you a year from now or even 5 minutes from now. But right now....
Cancer is a mirror of the outside
I asked him if these people were poor
he told me that they were happy
the alchemist tought me
That so long as I am happy I am doing what is best for the world. Happiness fuels the sould of the earth
please be happy
epicurious says that in order to be happy...
we need a good sense of community, to take time off to re0evaluate our lives, and FRIEnds
how can i go forward when i dont know which way Im facing
Today I ate homemade ravioli and drank homemade wine.
But although eating makes me really happy.
Being close to you makes me even happier.
Ive been having curious thoughts about everyone at home.
Please tell me what youve been doing. And thinking. Whoever you are.
The beginning of the end of humanity was when we started farming. Because that is when we started to play god.
farming is the route of all evil.
time is not teh answer
now is the answer
dont swing without your weapon
im serious
Inertia is reallity. so dont jump too high.
I do not know if I will have these desires or a long for you a year from now or even 5 minutes from now. But right now....
Cancer is a mirror of the outside
I asked him if these people were poor
he told me that they were happy
the alchemist tought me
That so long as I am happy I am doing what is best for the world. Happiness fuels the sould of the earth
please be happy
epicurious says that in order to be happy...
we need a good sense of community, to take time off to re0evaluate our lives, and FRIEnds
how can i go forward when i dont know which way Im facing
Monday, May 5, 2008
socialism
I need to start a revolution.
I have a deep unguided, but passionate aversion towards the government. "The only people whom are free in this country are the Kings and the homeless." The rest of us are just seen as appliances. They try to make us feel like we have power by letting us vote. But where will voting in this country take us when we are up to our waist in quick sand. The more we kick and scream and protest, the more they manipulate to try and pacify us to thinking that they care and that they are listening and that we can make a difference. But really ... look around... the rich are getting rich and the poor peoples ribs are already being crushed by the inescapable pressure. And the presidential candidates are all on the same side, making sure we produce and consume just like our parents in the tv dinner days. I received a ticket today because my tags were expired and I didn't have any insurance... why? Because I can't afford it. And now i'm 100 dollars poorer due to a ticket... AND they expect me to get insurance AND tags within a 10 day period. I obviously don't have any money if I don't have either of these anyways I don't see how fining me 100 dollars helps me get car insurance.
I need to do something.
but how?
I have a deep unguided, but passionate aversion towards the government. "The only people whom are free in this country are the Kings and the homeless." The rest of us are just seen as appliances. They try to make us feel like we have power by letting us vote. But where will voting in this country take us when we are up to our waist in quick sand. The more we kick and scream and protest, the more they manipulate to try and pacify us to thinking that they care and that they are listening and that we can make a difference. But really ... look around... the rich are getting rich and the poor peoples ribs are already being crushed by the inescapable pressure. And the presidential candidates are all on the same side, making sure we produce and consume just like our parents in the tv dinner days. I received a ticket today because my tags were expired and I didn't have any insurance... why? Because I can't afford it. And now i'm 100 dollars poorer due to a ticket... AND they expect me to get insurance AND tags within a 10 day period. I obviously don't have any money if I don't have either of these anyways I don't see how fining me 100 dollars helps me get car insurance.
I need to do something.
but how?
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