From Pab:
It’s always the same core, but it takes different shapes. In my twenties it went thusly:
“I’m someplace hot and green and full of old cultures. Blended civilization and primal energies, foreign tongues that have somehow fended off the brutality of life with smile lines and easy laughter.
It’s alien, but I’m at home in that; between my cameras and the National Geographic sponsorship I’m comfortable that I’m doing exactly what I’m meant to be doing. These journeys always change me – there will be things made of brass and bone to be shared when I come ‘home,’ stories to tell, but the real magic is in being lost; becoming a part of everywhere by belonging nowhere.
Oh, and the pictures are good too.”
That dream got eaten by disease and Capitalism after my first trip abroad. I’ve had time to chew on it myself.
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I want to move to America.
You know, that place they told us about in school, where the government is just an organizing tool for the general population? Where freedom and creativity and love of diversity are areas where everyone excels? Where “capitalism” is just an excuse generous people made up so that they could help each other out without seeming creepy? I want to move there and live happily ever after.
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Plausible: Get some Contact Improv, add some Parkour. Video. Add music. Participate in the read-write culture that TV nearly killed and the Internet is bringing back. This is the easy one.
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The most frustrating experience I have reared it’s head right before those guys tried to bash my head in. Here’s the thing: we’re creating our experience. Every moment, every breath. Every thought expressed and action taken, or not, is a choice shaping every moment to come. This has been understood for thousands of years, and yet somehow … somehow when you try to explain that violence is a nasty, self-perpetuating problem to a couple of thugs who want your wallet in an alley, it doesn’t work. At least, not with words.
It’s a constant problem – Everyone on this rock has consciousness – on some level we all get this. But apparently we suck at it.
