This blog's for ME

Almost 25 years old, asking my parents if I can sleep in their bed with them. I had thought I was going to be the 25th Prime Minister of Canada. Things had changed. 10 years later, I was still a scared little boy. The time had come to slap myself awake. One Saturday morning, November 19th, 2009, I declared to the world I would be riding my 10 year-old motorcycle from Vancouver, BC Canada to Rio de Janeiro, Brasil, and back.

The official departure was August 28th, 2010. A group of well-wishers saw me off at 8:03 am.

I arrived in Rio de Janeiro around 6 pm March 1st, 2011.

My return to Vancouver came on July 5th, 2011 about 2:00 pm.

Drug & alcohol abuse, ADD, social anxiety, health, chronic pain, night terrors.

So many concerns. But I am far more interested in this question: Do I have the capacity to make this trip despite all my shortcomings?

My mission: To inspire myself to face my fears, enlighten myself on how all living things can peacefully co-exist, enjoy every moment, and see the world as plentiful and generous.

Go ahead. Call me crazy. Call me anything you like.

I'm out to save my world.


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The Hive

Talked with my friend Tommy today, and he had mentioned instead of Brazil, I should go to Shenzen, or Hong Kong, to truly see where we are going. His concern was that the Hive Mentality that has come about there, probably after thousands of years of history, will soon be coming here. I could see it. I can certainly feel it - for someone who does not have the ability, or who has not learned the ability to shut things out, city life can be overwhelming in the least, and creating a need to drill a 3/8" hole in your brain to squeeze out the distress.

For someone in distress, the modern world can be tough. Music blaring, cars honking, bright lights, not to mention many forms of mood-altering substances, the excitement at first can be ridden like a dragon. But this barrel of excitement can easily be turned on its side in a matter of months, conservatively, as the human body rebels against sleep deprivation, poor nutrition and energy-sapping additives, but mostly a deficiency in close, loving human connections. It took me most of my life to even get to the point of somewhat letting love in - perhaps it was due to life in a big city, or maybe just my insecurities and fears of people.

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