Stay in tune with your senses ~ assuming that you have any.
To date, I have not given in to relying on a GPS.
They have taken the fun out of travel and adventure. No one knows how to give directions anymore. The serendipitous moments, meeting people on the road, to gather information is history.
And it’s strange how this technological phenomenon occurred so quickly.
As a whole, humanity is one step closer to being LOST.
Being young in years is medicine to those that are young in years.
We had gone back to the Island, after a year of travel. First we had gone to Houston. A word of warning, don’t bother to bring marijuana with you, to Texas. It’s cheap and plentiful. Second, take some with you to California. It was hard to come by and outrageously expensive. But we know that things have changed and I would have no idea concerning cost or availability of any drug. But back then, it was a different story.
Continue reading “When He Was 25”
The only pictures I have are in my head.
I was hanging out at Jax Beach.I remember where I was on my birthday, because I had the thought, more than once; 25 is a quarter of a century. And like only the young can do; I believed that to be a long time.
I was thin, with long, wavy hair. I was on a spree of sorts. T was the drug of the day. Continue reading “When I was 25”
Out of the pot and into the fire!
Life can be confusing. I re-play the tapes and ask myself, have I done the right thing? In the end, I let it go. The questions with no definitive answers, become a dark, cavernous maze. It’s a waste of time. Or is it? How do we learn, if we don’t question? Continue reading “Is it the way in ~ or the way out?”
Forever is composed of nows. ~E.D.
I dare think, how Emily Dickinson would have viewed the internet.
The Soul selects her own Society — Then — shuts the Door — To her divine Majority — Present no more — E,D,
The beat before, the chop afterwards.
As I click and read, I think. I formulate a critical opinion.
No wonder, I prefer the road.
Keep body and soul together.
Yes, I surived Hurricane Irma. The question is, will I survive technology?