Seasons

I've been rolling across this country for the past couple of months, jumping from one town to another without a minute to spare between. The seasons changing blended perfectly with the ever-evolving state of my surroundings. Leaves are different wherever you go, so you don't really notice them browning until you stop and get to know a few. Well, I recently stopped by California for a couple of weeks and found myself transfixed by the weather. It seems as if the world around me is settling like a snow globe. As it turns out, nature is always changing, whether or not you’re driving circles around it…  Who knew?

Still busy, I hadn’t found any time to write until now... I’m here in my parent’s kitchen, drinking a huge mug of tea while Flex cooks something stinky on the stove behind me. There’s alcohol in the produce section at the grocery store, leaves on the ground, and the air at night is cold and laced with fireplace fumes. It’s a season, something new, and I’m eager to get back on the road and share it with all of you.

Easy Like Love

Oh, What does it mean

To have everything,

with no trace of desire,

no thoughts to reach higher-

To be without Boundaries Between?

Oh, What does it mean

To be Bold and Courageous,

yet modest and gracious?

Is it found when one follows his Dreams?

Perhaps that may be,

But as Time's shown to me

'One More Dream" is never enough.

So, before you believe

That with work, you'll achieve.

You should try something easy... Like Love.

Night Slide

We’ve been on the road for months, and tonight we finally lost it (the road that is). While driving through a mountain pass somewhere on I-80 we hit black ice and took a full spin towards the median. I forced more thoughts into those few moments than I’m accustomed to thinking over the course of a day—everything from “we’re going to die”, to “it’s cool, I’ve got insurance”, and “where’s my camera when I need it?” 

Eventually, we stopped safely on the side of the road. My brother, Flex, turned back onto the highway and we kept driving. We lost control a few more times, but nothing too severe. Then, upon reaching the summit, we stopped for a bit of Flip-Flop Ice Skating.

This is the life. Really, it is.

Whisper to the World

If I could stop all The World

Each and every person in place

And hold them that way

Heart to heart, face to face

Well, what would I say

To the whole human race?

What words could I say

That would not fall to waste?

Would I tell all the world

That I love them sincerely?

Should I expect them to care?

Would The World even hear me?

Would I tell all the world

Something hopeful and fake

Something mystic and grand

Some bold lie to embrace?

Or instead, should I say

Something both sweet and bitter

Something true as a raindrop

Fell free from the weather

Something everyone knows

But nobody considers

Should I tell all The World

“I know that we can do better”?