Have you ever noticed.........^

So, I'm listening to the Beastie Boys, contemplating Spring. So much to do, such a huge soul to put to rest. I sit with the ashes of my love, the last earthly remebrance. It weighs a metric ton. I want to dissolve myself of the physicallity of it all. People ask for "closure". How neat to put it all in a bag, call it a name, and move on. There is no closure. A beautiful person was ripped away from me, my family, and my friends. There shall be no "closure" on my part. It will always remain a proof that there is no god, nor moral proving ground for random injustices. Read your Nietsche, and your Kierkegaard. They new best where our soul ends and wishful thinking begins.

Now just go be that person .

World Bicycle relief people. Dig it. And if you want to participate, here it is - http://www.worldbicyclerelief.org That's pretty cool stuff, in a world where we bitch about gas prices, and worry about feeding our cars their precious food, and moan and complain about how long a wait we have in a car jam, someone else is more concerned that they were born as female, and so do not have the same right as a male. What would show them the difference? Mobility. Not depending on a thing that once, purchased, requires the feeding of an infrastructure of parts, fuels, insurance, taxes, laws and tickets, all designed to keep the fires burning for the war machine of oil.

Corpus continuome

Put your hands in the ashes. Feel them. Really let the tips of your fingers feel the tiny bits, the grains that the fire did not destroy, and let the questions flow from there. The little bits are the questions, left unasked, the anger left unexpressed, the love left unsaid, the wine left in a glass half......................................................

My love for all my friends, family, and life in general has never been greater. There is but one shining point that outweighs all other, that my dear brother has found the one. That all is in vain is ridiculous. That eventually, even statistically, good happens. Keep the fire burning, believe in the best, prepare for the worst, and love all that happens betwixt.

Question authority, wonder why a jew is the focal point for christians, and never back down if you really believe in your reasoning. Buddha is fat and a liar, and he laughs at that very fact.

WTF?

Wouldn't you think if a guy put his name to ride he would show up for it? Where the hell were ya? You're going to let a 48 year old man and a 52 year old woman beat your asses down? Where are all the coffee shop bikers? The spandex and carbon boys? Watching the Tour de Drugs on DVD and listening to your arteries hardening? Fags.

On a high note, shoes were the topic of the night. There was this insanely hot young lass,

Hot looks, hot shoes, good vibes. And there was this,

And this,

So, if you really believe a guy could live in the belly of a fish for three days, oh wait, you say that part is not to be taken literally? Well then how do you decide what is true, and what is fable? Remember, Jesus was not a christian, he was a jew, so if you really want to follow Jesus, you need to convert to Judaism now.

Rock out with your ...........

Let it end already. After the Winter solstice, let's concentrate on one thing and one thing only, SPRING! The days are getting longer, there is a warm breeze a blowin in my heart, Santa has distributed his largess to all the good little booger pickers and is in need of some serious R&R. One more person says "Merry Christmas" to me and I'm gonna say it like it is, hollow, pointless, empty, watching from the outside as all the good little christians battle it out over parking, material items, and generally loose all sense of courtesy and caring. Rumour is that 26th of December holds an alleycat. Go to the site to find out more, and February will have a hip breaker starting at your's truly's house and lapping the Myrick park area with mandatory hot food and drinks. Broken bones, bent frames and chipped teeth shall abound.