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Sunday, August 29, 2010

One month on my bicycle!

The bike mission/ adventure/ journey manifests a whole new reality, exciting and fresh, tiresome and lonely...churning for that buttah (Buddha). For me, this is the most sustainable form of entertainment (among heaps of other things), like watching real reality TV that happens to involve my bicycle and me most of the time.
The views, the characters, the ditch trash treasures, the differeent styles of civilisation, the wilderness, the campsites, the rivers and lakes, the birds butterflies and dragonflies, the smiles, the waves, the honks, the weirdfaces, the peace signs, the small talk, the staring children, my flag in the wind, pedals churning an outline of infinity, the patterns of divinity pop out in 3-d everywhere.
Headwinds, rainshowers, hailstorms, cold morning hands, mosquitoes pestering, handlebar wristaches, another uphill, endless legs.
Copnceiving the idea that I might be able to pedal forever without stopping because it is so easy to just sit there and move my legs up and down round and round. It only gets easier everytime I bomb an insane downhill on the silken stealth chariot that makes but a whisper as it appeases gravity's want...like some starnge form of silent (windtunnel!) time travel every time I go abnormally fast on my bicycle for a few glorious moments at a time...
Lately the road has been mountainous and the terrain keeps zonking us with everchanging beauty and seeing these enormous green giants and brown cragmonsters gliding by slowly in the quiet distance as the asphalt races under my wheels at a cool 35mph, little cracks and bumps vibrating through me (the vessel), riding with the jolts like a cosmic snail in fast motion, just going with the flow.

Any day is a good day to pedal. (metaphor for living)

Natural Inspiration

Inspiration is found in perfect nature:
The clouds move freely at their own pace, egoless, with no destination in mind.
Each cloud atom is perfectly content flowing dancing swirling with his cloud atom brethren and sistren, vibing beautifully in a simple swirl of bliss.
Below, the trees celebrate the breeze, the faster the wind blows the more jivin' their dance goes.
Below the celebratory clouds and jiggin' trees sit the content rocks, boulders, and mountains, waiting in patient happiness like fat, smiling Buddhas.
"No need for us to move at all," they say, "we are perfectly satisfied by the beautiful dance and flow of our as-merry friends."
The entire land alive with sun rays absorbed and beamed back into the universal bliss cycle.
Ah, O my vast Eternity, accept all my love. I know you will keep replenishing me at the same rate I expend.
Impossible to feel emptiness when the complete Void that is (all is all and empty) is filled to the brim and always almost spilling over into the next eternity.
Positively delightful, light-full.

We know that the stars still shine in the daytime.
Even the merry creatures at the dark, dank, bottom of the deepest oceans are provided with endless light.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Crossing the continental divide

2 Days ago we crossed the continental divide in the Canadian rockies...The uphill was fairly cruisy as we were in slowmo from our weeklong pitstop in Banff...by the time we got to the top it seemed like no big deal, and then we hit the most insine mindblow of mindblowing downhills. Like watching a gumball fall down the chutes to get to your mouth...I was flying in complete silence with the rocky majesty of these insane peaks on all sides, amazing what you can achieve pedalling around on 2 wheels. My feet actually started to shake the pedals from the consistent speed I was carrying, I do not think I have ever gone that fast for that long on a bike. Now we are in Revelstoke, stinking up the library and relaxing a bit after back to back 75 mile hilly days, ain't no thang.