Here I am outside of San Carlos
Mexico on the same beach where I first had sex 15 years ago. I don’t have to
wonder how I could have ended up here. I know that it makes perfect sense.
Everything is coming around, this cycle is rinsing out. The world knows I wont backtrack so it brings me around instead, when I was pacing that was never a necessity to make a circle. I changed things by never checking my shoulders.
When I left Portland the first time
it went like this:
Release EP, quit jobs, leave lady,
bender, Jupiter Hotel, LA, Tucson, Silver City, Austin, Mexico, Colombia.
When I came and left this time:
Bender, Las Vegas, Jupiter Hotel, Mexico,
get lady, Tucson, Silver City, get job, Austin, Record EP, ?.
We are entering a moment of
singularity and I happened to get in deep enough to be riding away on some of
the same strides as history itself, even if it is just my own personal one. I
have survived not crushed beneath. A gift, see, I’ve been lined up on the
offside team waiting for the rules to change most my life, and now here we go.
This whole thing is about to flip. I was just capsized on a kayak in the Ocean
with no life jacket two days ago, and that’s no joke or turn of phrase, I
wasn’t even on an adventure that day, or any days before today. I was just
looking for something that I needed to be very far away, so I went to the ends
of the earth to find it. I Came all the way over to the other side of where this first began, and now The Thick looks more like a thicket and I can start to shape this
thing.
I have learned a few very important
lessons in my travels, more than learned them though, I have learned how to
employ them.
1. Timing is a skill that dumb
people call luck. Hone it.
2. Do everything you can before the
door closes and don’t go in a second before you have to.
3. Be so fucking bold that you are
the only thing you are afraid of.
4. Plan, even if you never use it,
Plot a way to all your ends.
5. Get the most result for every action.
5. Get the most result for every action.
So now I will crouch down here in
Mexico for another week with my shears and make a monster out of these
blueprints. The bottom line is this whole place is made out of the same fabric and you have to fuck with it, if you want it to fuck with you, and you do want it. There is no leaving it alone anymore anyway. We're in.
