So I’m waiting for Katt Williams: Great America to load while I’m laying 3 doonas deep in an abandoned hotel restaurant through a Siberian blizzard, 4 hours North of Tokyo where I reside for the first 2-3 months of the year.
Pretty much just stoked with all the weather and nature things I get to experience since I started wandering. Testing and understanding a connection that isn’t possible until you disconnect from the daily grind. Or at least from other’s expectations of “whats normal”. The most difficult part is living out of a suitcase and having no real safe place to leave my studio, but thats just one little hurdle I’ve become accustomed to through experience. Doesn’t make me any less vulnerable.
Its pretty lonely being the only person that thinks like me and I have to be super creative to keep myself entertained. But weather wise, not long ago- I did get to lay in the middle of a cat 4 cyclone that was only ten km’s off being a cat 5, the eye of the storm was 100km’s wide and experiencing the pressure changes was so incredible, I imagine that’s what Dorothy felt like when the universe threw a cow at her. Or something. The way a whole community had to band together for survival and the willingness of others to help 3 stranded young ladies with their BBQ. Mid storm. And the nerve of some residents becoming mad at washing a baby in a hotel pool. Because we had no water, electricity or phones while our home nearly flooded in 240km winds. It was so cool.
I’ve wandered into two Volcanoes now of varying categories, the first was Agung which meant I was (oh so unfortunately) stuck in Bali and extra week. Leading me into the doctors office to get a prescription for valium (not even half the fun I’ve had exploring the island I love so so so much). We discussed me telling my country to lift the ban on flights please because tourism was becoming quiet. I told him I’d tell the politicians and to enjoy the break because we’ll be back soon. Indonesia’s cool that’s where I meditate, I can listen there if I’m alone, I’m pretty fluent in language and culture, when I’m not concentrating too much. I actually don’t know why I’m writing this but I have faith its for some reason. Merr. So far so good.
The second Volcano was more recently here in Japan, nearby but not even close to the Mountain range we are in. Neither Volcanic eruption was as bad as the media made them out to be, as per usual. Japanese mountains are volcanic as opposed to tectonic in the States. Like Indonesia. So we climb up and slide down them for fun. And try not to set off avalanches. You can read snow like you can read waves. Channel nine actually frightens me whenever I’m in Melbourne. But I do appreciate the way it generates help from a distance. Nobody really checks to see if I’m ok but that’s because I am. I’m like, a full grown adult now, I can do heaps of shit. It’s pretty fuckin sick.
Speaking of Melbourne I watched a bunch of sunsets over a beautiful city thats getting way too big for its boots. But nobody really knows what we’re doing or why we do it, so I’m not going to speak too much about the filthy rich, foreign land I was delivered from. I’m still dumbfounded there. Through experience and just nice manners I have an abundance of opportunity but I’m surrounded by strange people I don’t know, often, so it’s alot of work. I don’t really want to talk about what I’m building or how much I have to give cause it’s pretty unbelievable and I don’t know what I want yet. Seeing as I’m just happy when I can use intention to find shapes in the clouds.
Oh yeah Greece was sick, I don’t really know where to take that yet. It sucks nobody got their postcards. (Revolver) and apologies to the internet that copped a beating, it was awesome to hear how far everyones music has come.
I’m kinda hungry.
People work better when they’re hungry.
Wait I remember what I had to write; (apart from an album) it’s for people who have song titles like “my friends never die”
“occasionally, a sudden terror falls upon man without his being able to see the divine cause, from the fact that the soul forsees misfortune”
I’m reading 5 books, one is a poetry book I read 1000 times over – bosses me around HEAPS, still dawdling through Iyengar’s yoga instructions, Musicophilia (I’ve been reading that for 8 years), Fabric of the Cosmos where Newton and Einstein argue about stuff*, also one by a poet William Howitt and his son. You can find it yourself its really good.