WOW: the Walden On Wheels project SEVEN. Eleven pm, December 31st, 2018, found me curled up in my skivvies on a favorite leather couch, more comfy than a Huck buck-naked Finn in a coonskin cap. Two voicemails from bestie Alfredo beckoning me to join them- actually one from him and one from his sweet Brazilian…
Walden On Wheels: Five. Grace Like Gravity
WOW: the Walden On Wheels project FIVE. A sneak peak listen to a rough mix of the first track off the Bread In The Kingdom Of Crumbs album- a tune called Grace Like Gravity (see below for lyrics). BREAD IN THE KINGDOM OF CRUMBS is: Rusty Jonz- song/lyrics, acoustic guitar, vocals Jose Alfredo Arauz- electric guitar,…
Walden On Wheels: Four. Insulin Tahiti
WOW: the Walden On Wheels project FOUR. I don’t always know where I’m going; it’s not always clear to me that a pathway exists to arrive me at destination unknown. Occasionally, these days, I have fleeting moments in which my perspective shifts to the outside, and I peer through the tiny window of third party…
Walden On Wheels: Three. Because Morning
WOW: the Walden On Wheels project THREE. The sun is relentless of its own accord and needs no cause to vilify or persecute. In a matter of minutes, it will drain you of perspective and terrorize even your deepest ambition. Daily ambulations will most entirely be dictated by a profound Darwinian desire to not be…
Walden On Wheels: Two. Less Pant, More Pocket
WOW: the Walden On Wheels project TWO. Things find themselves where they find themselves, despite the indulgences of patricians and the toils of serfs. There is, in the end, only the midnight dung of our awakened minds to give us pause from this hiccup-brief refrain of being, and then- for the broken infraction of a…
Walden On Wheels: One. Waiting for the Shoe
WOW: the Walden On Wheels project ONE. Waiting for the other shoe to drop is not the same as it dropping. I knew it was coming; it almost never fails. One sets the internal compass, casts the die; digs out the sextant and…
Mug & Knife, 2.0 (full spiritual monty)
New and improved version of “a favorite mug and a good knife”: the rough and ready travel version. At the Starbucks- 6:30am- day 3 of what was supposed to be 2 days of downsizing my big-ass footprint into a van-sized life (#vanlife). Hopefully, this marks a first step in a progressive series of downsizing as…
All I need is…
I know Steve Martin was keen on a decent ashtray but from where i sit the world revolves around a favorite coffee mug and a good knife. All else is superfluous – a never ending stream of needs that begins with a nipple and ends with an IV drip.
BE. HERE. NOW.
The least intelligent among us nurse a blind faith- in Christ, Krishna, crystals, angels, The Secret, or whatever empty carb belief system satisfies their craving. Then there are those whose own reason takes hold, investigating into the nature of things, only to discover the shortcomings of rationality and science, eventually finding themselves unwittingly clinging to…
Sister
This book- David Deida’s The Way of the Superior Man- is a decent read, although I must confess that, like practically everything else I pick up, I rarely go cover to cover. What can I say- i get bored easily…or distracted? But Deida does have some keen insights into what being a man is all about,…