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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"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, And that enables you to laugh at life's realities."
Dr. Seuss

As I have been postulating, my mind certainly needs 'magic' as I call it. Mixing things up, things I can't explain, and things that just surprise me. I'm happier this way.

This quote reminded me of how to look at things. For instance, I had to jump start my bike again, and will have to again. Additionally, the day long repair of the oil leak (actually the 2nd attempt so far) has again failed, as I saw oil leaking out. I seriously considered having to jump start my bike all the way back to Canada, could you imagine? I remembered that my fear of not having money stopped me in my tracks of making a good decision. There is lots of money around, and enough to pay for my bike. I just need to be open to it, and see it when it passes by. To do this, I must be aware, and awake!

I just want my life to look, and feel just fine no matter what is happening, or what is going on inside me. I can do that just by remembering what I have learned.

In other news, I came out of my room yesterday to 4 SWAT guys in black holding large machine guns. Didn't bother me none. They decided to take over the gymnasium for recon practice.

Getting reports from Rio of several floats that were destroyed in a fire. Would never have heard of this news unless I was going.....

Tuesday night I attended a Roman Catholic service. I know I'm not supposed to go through all the actions that a baptized RC person would, but I felt compelled to kneel down. I did not go up to the front of the church, nor did I do the cross on my chest.

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