“On our arrival upon this coast we found there a savage race who … lived by hunting and by the fruits which the trees spontaneously produced. These people … were greatly surprised and alarmed by the sight of our ships and arms and retired to the mountains. But since our soldiers were curious to see the country and hunt deer, they were met by some of these savage fugitives. The leaders of the savages accosted them thus: “We abandoned for you, the pleasant sea-coast, so that we have nothing left but these almost inaccessible mountains: at least it is just that you leave us in peace and liberty. Go, and never forget that you owe your lives to our feeling of humanity. Never forget that it was from a people whom you call rude and savage that you receive this lesson in gentleness and generosity… . We abhor that brutality which, under the gaudy names of ambition and glory, … sheds the blood of men who are all brothers… . We value health, frugality, liberty, and vigor of body and mind: the love of virtue, the fear of the gods, a natural goodness toward our neighbors, attachment to our friends, fidelity to all the world, moderation in prosperity, fortitude in adversity, courage always bold to speak the truth, and abhorrence of flattery … . If the offended gods so far blind you as to make you reject peace, you will find, when it is too late, that the people who are moderate and lovers of peace are the most formidable in war.” —Fénelon, The Adventures of Telemachus (1699).
The Genius Of The Crowd
By Charles Bukowski
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect
like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
their finest art
I think it’s good that I’m starting my journey on my own. Not only does it give me time to myself, but it also means that I can leave whenever I am ready, not having to wait for anybody. No body to hold me back. Don’t get me wrong, I love my best friend, but sometimes he dreams, and it’s easy for me to see. I would love for him to meet me in texas like we are supposed too, but if he doesn’t start saving money (like I have been for the past few months) he’s not going to have enough to even just pay for gas. Oy veige. If he makes it, awesome, but if not, it’ll suck, but I’ll still continue my journey.
I know him not being able to come out is going to be my fault somehow, but I’m ready to deal with that. There comes a time when every person needs to take a stand and do what THEY need to do. Time to live life and not worry about anything. Born to die.
Yo man, got some good links for you.
http://www.boondockingguide.com/ - find some free campsites to stay at when your driving, google “boondocking” to find a list of a lot more. Their “routes” section will be very helpful to us when we’re on the west coast.
http://www.lonelyplanet.com/thorntree/thread.jspa?threadID=2058856 - Work to fund travel - “. Planning based on a dream is not a good idea. “
http://hostelhandbook.com/ - For booking hostels, do so when you think you’ll be somewhere, book in advance. I don’t want to set a time restriction on myself so I probably won’t.
http://www.roadjunky.com/article?c=Cheap-Travel - Great section of a great site
http://evaser.com/ - great site
I’m going to be buying a 40-50L backpack and put all of my stuff in it, probably only bringing 3-4 changes of clothes and 2 pairs of shoes, at most. I could fit a lot more probably, but if I have to get rid of the car I don’t want a lot of crap on me. I’ll also be bringing a 40 degree sleeping bag, a long with a plastic tarp and a 2 person tent. Some cooking supplies with stove, 10 lb bag of rice, a few tubes of oatmeal, and pb&j stuff. Going to try and eat out as less as possible.
To calculate my gas cost I am taking the total miles traveled, dividing that by 400 (how many miles I get per tank) then multiply that number by 70 (to say that it cost 70 to fill my tank, whereas it usually only costs 50).
Can’t even stand simply just going to work. The 9-5 grind bores me to death and I never want to live it. There is nothing
more crippling then to be stuck working to make money to pay to live a dull and boring life. Some people party on the
weekdays, but whats the physical toll that takes on your body? Go out, have fun, go exploring, get away from everything.
Get away from the mundane slog of the work force.
I need to get up and I need to run
I need to just start moving and only look back after I’ve found what I’m looking for
I need to find myself somewhere in this world
I need to find myself and find out who I am
I have to know that this life has more to offer
I want to find my answers in the lazy heat of the deep south
or the lush greens of the northwest
I want to see the beaches of california and have the option to NOT swim in them
i want to skydive in Illinois and see nothing but un-suburbanized fields of corn,
bridge jump into the muddy mississippi river
I want to find my identity by screaming on the top of the appilachin’s
or driving the blue mountain highway in a single day,
I want to build a raging bonfire in the middle of the dunes of some cold desert,
and tube down some 10 mile stretch of river through the heart of the country,
I want to find myself somewhere out there,
i want to know that the dull existence of work doesn’t allows exist
i want to reject formal society by sleeping in a meadow under the un-light-polluted stars
and run through a forest to never feel tied down.
i want to go out and i want to find myself,
and then come back and share stories with friends
i want to not worry about money, if not just for a few months,
I want to live in a tent,
see national parks,
get away from the oridinary,
im tired of seeing the same places,
i want to see new sites everyday and never get bored of them
Email to a friend:
Dude, I am so nervous about the whole west coast thing, but I know
that if I don’t do this I will never forgive myself.
Yeah I may be walking away from a amazing job, but it would be I
walked away from one of my dreams. Whats the point in living if you
never follow your dreams?
Shit, we don’t even have to live there for the rest of our lives, even
a 6 month vacation out there would be fine, I just know it has to be
Shit, we’ll get some crappy job just to make enough money to move
somewhere else. We’ll be fine. Thanks for going out there with me.
also though, I do need that ME time in the first leg of the trip. I
hope you understand.