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i had my soul cleansed today. today was a good day. no barking from the dogs, no smog, momma cooked a breakfast with no hog.

life comes while making plans for other things.

today I met a man named ron, who happens to be homeless. i always seem to meet the most random people at the most random times and places. anyway i went for a marathon bike ride today. i was riding some trails next to the 163 when all of a sudden this trail just ends. on a downhill section around a blind bend, brake locks and the soul of my shoe rakes across the ground to stop. i thought fuck, now what. i definitely did'nt feel like riding back the way i came so i threw my bike on my back and hiked up the hill. when i got near the top of the hill i was winded and there was this guy sitting on a log smiling at me. he took his headphones off and said, "yeah, man, i walk these hills a couple times a day and they kick my ass too." i took the bike off my back, put it on the ground and replied with something vague to the effect of "yeah, i hear ya." for some reason i thought this guy was alright so i continued to make small talk, which i hate (small talk). reason #1 i was never a bartender. when i do engage in situations like these it always seems to be at the right time, for me, maybe them too. maybe were both looking for the same thing. anyhoo, we ended up talking about religion, god, "the war," life, people and humanity in general. on the street people probably pay no mind to ron, writing him off as another homeless fuck who is gonna ask them for money. i grew up in east oakland and berkeley and have spent a good amount of time engaged in convos and debates with random street people. i have never looked at them as any less of a person than you or me. i have always liked picking the brains of the people society ignores. always good convos there. for me, there is something to be gained spiritually about having true conversations about life and everything in between with people i don't know. what kind of tripped me out was the fact that ron was talking about making peace within yourself and peace with god. we both agreed that you must have peace within before you can be at peace with god, allah, whoever or whatever you believe in. personally, i don't believe in "god." i believe in a higher power that created you, me, the tree in your backyard or the koi i watched swim in the pond today. knowledge of self. i survive by being true to myself, living rightiously and surrounding myself with people who, for the most part live the way i do. we ended up talking for about half an hour. i was starting to get chills cuz i was'nt sweating anymore and my shirt was wet. ron started to pack up his shit, which was good for me cuz, like i said, i was getting cold. we started walking back toward the park, introduced ourselves, said a few more words and went our own ways.

ron lives a very simple life, he does not have a fraction of the problems that the lawyer working on the 5th floor of a building downtown does. he is truly free. he lives the way he does by choice. the fact he is a convicted felon probably does'nt help much, but, yeah. i can see the logic in not wanting to be a cog in the wheel of functioning society, especially when i don't approve of the way our government runs the country. i really felt i could relate to him, on a mental note. i admire him for the way he lives his life. i understand the concept, but don't have the balls to do it. ron is a real punk rocker mother fuckers! don't just bitch about it, do it, live it.

i also had an idea of what i want to do with my back, theme wise. i was riding through balboa park and stopped to watch the koi swim in the pond. it was so relaxing to watch these large colorful fish swim carelessly through the water. it was so tranquil and relaxing. so, starting on my lower back and connecting to the winged sacred heart running across my shoulders. on my lower back i was thinking of a large koi swimming under water, which would fade into the sky and into the sacred heart with sunbeams and some cloud fill around it. i think the japanese style is beautiful, but it has been done so much, i've gotta give it some good thought. i like the idea though.

this was cleansing for me because when i ride i have time to reflect and feel out the world around me. i have been doing a lot of searching within myself lately, trying to change things here and there. trying to break old habits and form new ones. the funny thing is that i always seem to feel the same inside no matter how much i change. i like to get on my bike and just ride, wherever I end up is where i end up. when i get tired i go home. it is very forest gumpian. a lot of people think in the car, i like to think on a bike. plus, on a bike i don't get stuck in shitty san diego traffic.

sorry for blabbering, wait, no i'm not. anyway you read it so as nelson muntz says, "ha-ha." sometimes it is easier to write than talk so there you go. i love these positive days.

stay up.