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Seattle in a truck 


I arrived in Seattle less than two weeks ago and thus far I have a job, friends, and a car to sleep in. The job I got on my second day in town, my best friend is the first person I met in town, and the car in my friends car. The car is a lifted truck by which I have made a bedding in the bed and sleep fine. I don’t have any forms of identification and going from a non-identified person to an identified person is not easy to do in the US and aside from all the tedious amount of running around to different government buildings, I am doing fairly fucking awesome. I know almost nothing about this city which makes a large part of my experience completely novel and so I am like a baby that has learned how to use the bus system. It’s kinda fucking great.

The first thing I did after getting off the bus in Seattle was to head down to the pedicab garage to get a job. I have worked pedicabs all across the country and know how easy it can be to get a job. In most cities there is a licensing process and maybe a letter of hire, but here in Seattle it was a process of getting on a bike and going out to make money. All anyone would have to do would be to find the manager and you got yourself a job. The first weekend of working cabs we worked a Huskies football game. There was quite a bit of bitching about how cabbers did not make enough money but we all bought beer and got drunk that night. I was tired but happy that night.

Downtown Seattle you can find me on the waterfront most of the time. There are only a few bars that card regularly and without i.d. I am unable to join the mainstream of people that frequent the weekend barseen but I still frequently go out for drinks and explore the old brick buildings that remind me of St. Paul. Got punched in the head the other night in a mosh pit at a punk rock show. It was awesome. Dude Juicy Karkass rocked all of our worlds. Other than that it’s been city car adventures and hanging out with the dudes.

In the evening there is a regular crowd of dudes drinking beer outside the pedicab garage. We are talking about 5-10 pedicabbers who are in their mid thirties and just like talking. Most of them live out of a truck or van and I found myself at home on the first night. We trade a lot of stories and it’s fun to hang out with them and get drunk but no chicks gets old quick and so I am working on branching out and doing my own thing a lot of the time.

Apparently Seattle has one of the largest populations of people that live out of their vehicles. This is exactly what I am looking to do. I found a great deal on a Subaru Outback and will buy it as soon as I have enough money. The weird part about having enough money is that I do have enough money but the bank won’t let me access all of it without i.d. so at the moment I am withdrawing 300 a day until I have enough. It should be by the end of the week.

Back to the beginning; moments after getting into Seattle I met a guy that is working on a bus. After a bit of chit chat through a window he invites me up and shows me his projected home. This guy buys busses and then lives on then while he does the seats, tile flooring, cedar ceiling, a kitchen, bathroom, the works. After he finishes the bus he lives and tours out of it until he finds a buyer. This is the guy that is turning into my best friend here in Seattle and constantly he is making me want to buy my own bus. It’s a tricky situation at this point for the reason of me not really know what I want to do with my life…

We all could feel the first day of fall two days ago. Most of the cabbers are not fond of Seattle winters and the back of the truck is getting cold at night which makes me wonder what I will want to do for this coming winter. I have two options in mind that I will lay out before you. I want to hear what y’all think.

1. Live in Seattle for a few months then sell the Subaru and dip out to Australia like I had originally planned. Australian adventure!

2. Stay in the states. Buy a bus. Prepare for pedicabbing the festival season this coming season. Build a bus, build a cab, start stocking up on the deemsters, get connected with the pedicabbers in charge of the festivals.

Life is great. We can manifest anything we choose. It takes work but with goals so grand can’t really do anything but be compelled into action. Almost like something greater has taken control of our bodies and, like puppets we guided to sacred places. 

5 reasons to learn lucid dreaming today!

Do you do yoga? Meditate? Read books and strive to eat a balanced diet? Well then why the fuck are you not lucid dreaming? In my opinion it’s just as important as all of the mentioned above and here is why. 

1. To create any fantasy you can imagine.Imagination is like a muscle. The more you use it the better it gets. Now let’s imagine all the things that we have yet to imagine. Hard to imagine huh? Well before we get too meta maybe we should look at the things that we can think about. There are a lot of things to be thought. A lot of universes to be created. All of which can be done in the lucid dream. It’s like having your own Oculus rift only waaay the fuck better. Have you ever wanted to fly? Hang out with dinosaurs? Bang it out with 50 of the hottest creatures anyone has ever seen? Sit in solitude on the dark side of the moon? All of this can be done by exercising the lucid dreaming muscle and its not as hard as you might think.

2. To travel to different dimensions.

Ok now is the time to get meta. There is more to the lucid dream than just the imagination. Just imagine, there are parts of your brain that you have yet to unlock. Flying through space is easy enough but ripping the space/time fabric apart and sendin it hard into the space between space; talk about a trip. Actually you can’t really talk about it. I mean, people try all the time but one of the common things that people express about these states of being is that it’s so hard to describe. It must be lived. The fact that humans are capable of mystical experience is baffling. To know that you have some of the most profound experiences of your life through a practice is some of the greatest part of being human. 

3. To talk to sides of yourself that you didn’t know where there.

A necessary requirement to lucid dreaming is that the dreamer becomes aware. Something in the mind exclaims “What presents itself before me is but a dream!”. By becoming aware of yourself you are able to become the unattached observer and thus gain great control over all aspects of life. In Robert Waggoner’s book “Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self” he refers to a state of consciousness within the dream in which the dreamer becomes aware of a separate consciousness with the dream. “I have come to think of it as a true self; an awareness hidden by layers of misguided core beliefs developed in childhood. What questions would you ask if you possessed such profound lucid wisdom?”

4. To practice and improve real life skills.

Why do we dream? What practical reason could there be for inventing landscapes in the mind? Could the ones who dream have an evolutionary advantage over those who do not? Who can say? There are many theories from the Freudian of subconscious sexual impulses manifesting themselves in imagery, to totally random firings of the brain, or that the dream help with memory formation. Some say that the dream is practice for life. The brain is able to problem solve and thus able to use what it learns and apply it to the real world. Dream training grounds…

5. To give greater meaning to life.

In my opinion the reason for life is meaning. It’s what drives all action and compels moral ideals that are greater than any individual can hope to be. Through dreams we can achieve something greater than ourselves and exist in a world beyond. There are different rules in the dream. Different rules to test our notions of what is real. Some rules are the same however and by testing against these boundaries can we gain a deeper sense of reality and thus have greater meaning. 

There is so much that I have not touch about the dream. Just think; reuniting with the deceased, conquering your fears in a safe(?) envornment, processing complex emotions that allow for the next jump in consciousness. This is really the tool for massive self improvement and has to potential to bring expounding benefit to the core of life so that we may sit back and watch the abundance spread like fire throughout the soul. So if I am able to purswade anyone of anything let it be this: right before you fall asleep tonight tell yourself “tonight I will lucid dream”.

How to find the others

If you are the type of person who keeps going down looking for a bottom from which to kick off from and propel yourself out in order to get a better glimpse of the dazing world above the surface, then keep searching. Its out there.

Half a year ago I left my home and the lake of my home and headed into the south. New Orleans is where I ended up. Bright eyed and innocent (though not as innocent as I look) I was in search of a movement, greater than myself that I could support. The search has lead me to look both inside for the ability that I can use to build the larger, and outside for the entity that truly is the enlightenment.

Philosophically ironic, a strong taste of what I am looking for came from a drug induced experience I had shortly before I started my journey. Through dimethyltryptamine I was able to communicate with a part of myself that ended up giving me a new sense of intuition and way of relating with the world.

It was a Monday night and my friends would meet up at a pool hall to play billiards. My best friend Sam was going into rehab the next day and we were getting amped for his journey. I invited him over to a house after pool so that we could smoke some dmt and send him off with a bang. Sitting on a long couch our friend pored a teaspoons worth of a dark colored, dung smelling amount of sand into a pipe. He then headed the pipe up with a lighter and after the pipe was filled with smoke he instructed me to inhale and hold as long as I could. The vapor from the pipe tasted like poop and against my natural instinct I held the smoke in my lungs as long as I could. A loud ringing engulfed my sensed and my eyes closed and I slumped into my seat.

The first and most overwhelming aspect of the experience was the ringing in my ears. If the ringing had been coming from outside of my own head it would have been more disturbing than nails on a chalkboard, and although the ringing sounded the similar it was not unpleasant. Comforting would not be the word to describe this thing, rather it just was. The next aspect of the experience was a crystallization of my vision, as if my eyes were slowly changing into kaleidoscopes until I could no longer decipher my surroundings. At this point I had held my breadth for over a minute. I could have gone longer but the experience was so intense that I exhaled, closed my eyes, and sank deep into my chair. The ringing was getting louder and like an ant resisting a title wave I fought to order my mind. Against my will my entire being was engulfed by the ringing. At this point the ringing became a pattern of high pitched bleepings and the bleeping into a beautiful song. To this day I have never heard anything so magical, relaxing, and alien all at one time. If I were a musician I would turn this into the most powerful song in the world and it would spark movements of destructive peace and unity.

With my eyes still closed I witnessed a wave of bright green light rushing at me through the darkness and like water it crashed into me and a green lady appeared out of the chaos. Her hair flowing backwards, palms outstretched, and eyes of white light she looked into me. Slowly I realized that the ringing song was her voice. Through song I could understand her infinity and power. It felt that this creature was in constant communication with all life spread throughout the universe and through song she could spread her wisdom. To her I gave everything, from her I took as much as I could. Slowly my mind dimmed and I awoke from my dream to be surrounded by my friends.

Over the next few days I found myself inspired with a new way to pensive the world. I could speak the song and hear the song stronger and weaker in different areas of my life. I can remember a time when I went to a festival with my dad. In the mountains of Colorado is a festival called the Arise Music Festival where the feeling of the green lady was the most powerful that I have ever felt. Ever sense I have felt the blasting off caused by dimethyltryptamine I have been seeking out the source of this song which I believe to come more strongly at different parts of the globe. The place where the enlightenment of the individual is valued beyond all else. Where great people are searching for the means of creating a society that is not limited to oppressive methods of control. Where humanity can live in harmony with nature and people can progress into oneness without feelings of regret. Onward I seek.

I write this in Phoenix Arizona where the people are involved and love one another in a way that drives business. I love all of them and am grateful for showing me the side of life that prizes openness, loyalty, and hardship. Soon I will be headed to Hawaii to explore the a new culture with an emphasis on describing the secrets of mana which Codrington defines in his book, The Melanesians: Studies in their Anthropology and Folk-Lore as “a force altogether distinct from physical power, which acts in all kinds of ways for good and evil, and which is of the greatest advantage to possess or control”.

“Only the lovers can get through the fire of the ring of the mandala. Open your heart. God is searching God in this creation.” ~ Sufi Saying.

Stay tuned in and open. Will be speaking with you again soon.