Welcome!

As you make your way in have a sit down please! get comfortable, I offer the shelter of my imagination, a way station in from the hostile environment we all endure attempting to satisfy the unending demands of life. I seek your assistance as well, fending off my own shackles and demons that would hold hostage the serenity! in my tranquility. Let us fortify each other against the inevitable storms of rising tides, crashing waves from which we can not hide, to the riptide’s nasty surprise, again I bid you Welcome!

This blog was born from a recognition of wisdom that only took 55 years, 2 months, 17 days and 13 hours, which would bring us to today or about the same amount time that I have been alive. Well they say wisdom takes time! a commodity sometimes that’s so hard to find, as we each get stuck on our own merry go arounds.  In this blog I will explore the evolution of that earned wisdom as I start a new and exciting chapter of life. Through this sharing with you may it rid you of your own apathy then invigorate the world’s declining empathy.

My Story:

As a middle class young black kid from South Central L.A. with two sisters, we were raised by both parents, a father who worked two jobs for many years providing for his family, a mother who had worked all her live as well, the lynch pin and glue to domestic stability. In 1985 I joined the California Department Of Correction as a Correctional Officer, it had begun.

The unrelenting all-consuming forward marching accumulation of Stuff! my second day on the job was a 16 hour advancement of this goal, 8 hours being my first overtime shift. If one extra shift was good then 3 sometime 4 a week was even better the conclusion I came to. My wife who’s was my girlfriend at the time was set upon by me to quit her job, leave her friends and give up her apartment in Los Angeles to follow me to a sleepy little area at the time in San Luis Obispo County, about 1 hours drive north of Santa Barbara.

The 11 month on the job we close escrow on our first little home in Paso Robles CA but the march for stuff had just begun there would be no turning back now. Paso Robles was a grape growing region with vineyards and grapevines as far as the eye could see, my 4 year on the job we close escrow on an 1 acre plot surrounded by grapevine in all directions. This would be where we would build our new home. Oh but the march for stuff only intensified as the overtime shifts sack upon each other until my days were just a fussy maze of recollections.

We married be mindful of cost for the accumulation of stuff could not would not be supplanted by anything else in my mind. Within the 5 year of the job our new home was completed, our daughter our new addiction was already here and my wife, son, daughter and myself moved into our new home. Yes! the need for more stuff! waits for no man, there would be new furniture for the new house, let us not forget the BMW how in the hell could we do without that.

The Day Of Reckoning: 

As I look back from a viewpoint of clarity I am lost to understand my lack of rationality, embarking on this course of lunacy. The years passed while my family was asleep when I went to work and asleep when I came home from work. In 6 year the wife was gone, the kids were gone but the support would remain and in a few more years the house would be gone. Now there’s two household and the demand for stuff! times two, hell! that march turn into a charge! well no one was waiting at home any longer surely 5 overtime shifts over a 7 day work week would fix it.

Twenty five years had passed my kids are grown up but were taken care of but two more long term relationship of mine over those years would succumb to that never-ending pursuit of more stuff. It took me 55 years to get it but I got it, I’ve just moved to North Carolina within the same month of the date of this post, I dragged a truck load of accumulated stuff with me from Los Angeles to spend sometime with my daughter and grand kids. I won’t be here for long, I’ve already sold or donated 30 percent of the stuff I brought to North Carolina and I plan to eliminate another 35 percent over the coming months.

I’ve have some living to do over these next few years, I am well-built from 25 years of working out in the gym, I’m in excellent health, the stuff  I don’t get rid of will be going into long-term storage. I’m in the process of renewing my passport and attaining some visas, then I’m off to South East Asia. My lease here in North Carolina ends in August of this year, I plan to touch down in Bangkok, Thailand September 2 this year. You are welcome to follow this adventure here, my story will unfold in poems, videos and weekly post. I will be visiting  Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Hong Kong, Philippines, Taiwan and China.

This will be a one-way ticket, Thailand or Malaysia will be my base depending on which visa comes in, most places I will be spending no less than a month and I don’t know when I will be back to the US, that part I had no intentions of planning. I have spent the better part of my life accumulating stuff that I didn’t need or enjoy that much after acquiring it, this time I’m collecting adventures. If you come to the same conclusion one day maybe I’ll run into you, if you follow my blog who knows one day I might be buying you a drink in Kuala Lumpur. It took 55 years but I got it, I got it.

 

 

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