When I was a kid, it was vitally important or me to wind up with only three keys when I was older. I needed one key or my room, one key or my ride, and one key I just have because it went to a lock I once had. To me, that was an important goal. The meaning behind it was a simple one: To keep lie simple and without drama. I think the irst ork in the road came when I was 20 and met Cindy. It would have been easy or me to hook into a lielong job, marry the whore, have kids, and then get a divorce and lose the house I never really owned, the car I never really drove, and the kids I never really saw because I was working all the time (My ather worked all the time, but he made time or me when he could). I had that chance. I know that road because I have seen people go down that road and "act" happy. Some o them ind Jesus as a way to cope with their utter misery. Others use drugs or booze or eat or watch too much television to get through the day or weekend or whatever. And hey, who would I be to say they're wrong in doing so? That's what we do here: we spend more on our drugs and tobacco than we do on teachers and education. Getting back to the point here. I am middle aged now and I only have two keys and in the next two to ive years will be selling what little I have. I will then only have one key. I suspect my plans will not go as planned, but I plan on taking to the road or a while. I think I need to see my country and talk to her people. And I cannot do that i I have too many keys.

It takes real courage or a man to reveal himsel to another person... or the world or that matter. It means he has to give up all the tools he's been using to build those walls he has inside and exchange them or a good pair o shoes. I think maybe some people try too hard to tear down the walls they've constructed as opposed to just walking away.... into a more open space... a more open time.

Tom Petty- Crawling Back To You

The Rover

Jethro Tull - Locomotive Breath

Boston - Boston (1976)

I made it to the gas station beore I ran out o gas, which is a good thing. On my way out, near the casino, there were two older Chinese olks just starting to walk across the thing there. But they saw me and jumped. They were very concerned I did not see them. I saw them and stopped 40 eet beore I even got close. I gave them no indication at all that they were not seen. So, I stopped and the lady didn't even acknowledge me. She had no idea I was waiting or her to cross. I was in no way angry or anything with having to wait. I think too oten people do get angry over things like this. But she was genuinely scared. So I waited a while longer and ater waving my hand, she inally saw me and then went ahead and crossed. Her husband was also concerned. There were no smiles. My riend in the passenger seat wished them a happy Halloween as we drove up to the intersection. Nothing. I was struck by the ear they showed. I'm sure they were rom another country and as ar as I am concerned I hope they have nothing but really interesting and good experiences while they are here. 

I keep thinking about what happened in New York today. I wonder i that was on their mind. In my eyes and rom what I am hearing, the ear is really being pressed in our media, especially on ox News. It's unny, the day ater all these indictments comes an Arab man claiming allegiance to isis mows down 8 people in NY and hurt several other people with a Home Depot car. So that is all they had on ox News today. It was a completely old narrative being pushed in the same old ways. I still don't know their names... the ones who were killed. But you can bet every time I watched that news channel it was all about terrorism and saety and security. There is an underlying sheet o ear permeating this society and people are masking it by acting as i they don't care. The unny thing is, I think people have gotten used to it all. And by unny I mean scary.