Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Boredom
Boredom comes from lack of significance in life. Having a purpose to accomplish something is beyond what gives oneself something to do but it is a pure way to define one person. Being able to say who I am satisfies my desire to contribute and give values to this world. In return, one can consume his desired goods and services.
Waiting
Waiting sucks, wasting something means simply I am not living fully. Time is something can't be saved. It is common denominator we all share. Waiting often reflects reaching a wall where one is incapable to advance further. It limits one from moving forward.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Moto
Arrived in Venezuela con la moto. Because I took a shortcut which became a longcut, i arrived at night. Second day I am already riding in the drizzling rain, wet dirt road and dark night with sun glasses. Too many bugs flying and running toward my face, hands, head light, swore that I won't let this happen. It was worse than rain..
Pulled over by cop for passing passage too fast. There was no warning or sign I slow down. Then again I am new and foreign. It was waiting to happen. Paid police 100 bs.
Got pulled over by police in Maracaibo. Jut random pull over because I am the only one wearing dirt bike helmet with face covered with mask and sunglasses and Colombian license plate.
Other than that people were really nice and saw me as a person rather than money walking.
On my way back from Venezuela to Santa Marta almost got into an accident twice.
Typical heavy dropped dumping rain came over me. Had to stop to find a cover three times and change clothes to keep myself warm. I think I rode in the rain for an hour but felt longer.
Rain wasn't the most dangerous part. It was visibility, I didn't want to take off my sunglasses, afraid that fast coming rain drop would attack my eyes or contact lenses.
One motorcycle decided to jump on the road front of me from oncoming traffic side, he saw me. And not only he cut me off, he went farthest right side where I was, almost pushed me to end of the road. Thankfully, rough riding in Venezuela helped my skilled level to handle.
Arrived in Santa Marta, rough, fast and skilled cyclist everywhere. Not like fast moving big dirty cars on Venezuel.
At green light, I thought bus was going straight but it was making a right turn. I was right side of the bus going straight because this idiot didn't have his signal on. Bus didn't see me, it was dark and road is flooded with the storm. I swirled, almost fell off the bike, I was at mercy, I think bus finally saw me when he was about to knock me over or my instinct accelerated the bike, it was instant but I'm alive.
Leaving santa Marta, traffic light turned green I am moving forward, taxi front of me suddenly stops then moves forward, I had to jerk my bike to stop and barely got my feet on the ground before my bike tips over, then worse happened, little kitten rolls underneath the taxi that stopped suddenly, taxi accelerated off, I barely managed to avoid by leaning my bike to the right an supporting with my right leg, I might have ran over her tail. I immediately checked my mirror I see what would happen for fate of that kitten because there are many cars, buses and motors behind me. Thankfully bus stopped for kitten or for someone who ran out the street to save the life.
Either way I can go in peace.
I still think it was a great decision to get a Moto. I want to get better at it like these Colombians then get a bigger bike.
Still enjoying CS exp. It is also the reason why everything takes/took so long. Otherwise I should be half way around the world by now. Seeing the world has two different meanings. Seeing places or experiencing locals.
I want to keep moving around like this for many years, maybe rest of my life and make money online. Definitely don't want to be a poor traveler.
Ayahuasca is nearer than I thought. I'm excited. Found someone to go with. Why am I more excited about ppl I want to meet then landscapes that Medellin and bogota has to offer. These are supposed to be two of two best cities in Colombia.
Today, chain broke off my motorcycle. I was going to this cool chemical engineer girls house. I could have grabbed a taxi but let it off. I believe in this flow more, as if act of god or spirit guiding me. Lesson in San Marcos with dr bill had deeper impact on me than I realized.
I am disappointed that new bike is already having issues.
Pulled over by cop for passing passage too fast. There was no warning or sign I slow down. Then again I am new and foreign. It was waiting to happen. Paid police 100 bs.
Got pulled over by police in Maracaibo. Jut random pull over because I am the only one wearing dirt bike helmet with face covered with mask and sunglasses and Colombian license plate.
Other than that people were really nice and saw me as a person rather than money walking.
On my way back from Venezuela to Santa Marta almost got into an accident twice.
Typical heavy dropped dumping rain came over me. Had to stop to find a cover three times and change clothes to keep myself warm. I think I rode in the rain for an hour but felt longer.
Rain wasn't the most dangerous part. It was visibility, I didn't want to take off my sunglasses, afraid that fast coming rain drop would attack my eyes or contact lenses.
One motorcycle decided to jump on the road front of me from oncoming traffic side, he saw me. And not only he cut me off, he went farthest right side where I was, almost pushed me to end of the road. Thankfully, rough riding in Venezuela helped my skilled level to handle.
Arrived in Santa Marta, rough, fast and skilled cyclist everywhere. Not like fast moving big dirty cars on Venezuel.
At green light, I thought bus was going straight but it was making a right turn. I was right side of the bus going straight because this idiot didn't have his signal on. Bus didn't see me, it was dark and road is flooded with the storm. I swirled, almost fell off the bike, I was at mercy, I think bus finally saw me when he was about to knock me over or my instinct accelerated the bike, it was instant but I'm alive.
Leaving santa Marta, traffic light turned green I am moving forward, taxi front of me suddenly stops then moves forward, I had to jerk my bike to stop and barely got my feet on the ground before my bike tips over, then worse happened, little kitten rolls underneath the taxi that stopped suddenly, taxi accelerated off, I barely managed to avoid by leaning my bike to the right an supporting with my right leg, I might have ran over her tail. I immediately checked my mirror I see what would happen for fate of that kitten because there are many cars, buses and motors behind me. Thankfully bus stopped for kitten or for someone who ran out the street to save the life.
Either way I can go in peace.
I still think it was a great decision to get a Moto. I want to get better at it like these Colombians then get a bigger bike.
Still enjoying CS exp. It is also the reason why everything takes/took so long. Otherwise I should be half way around the world by now. Seeing the world has two different meanings. Seeing places or experiencing locals.
I want to keep moving around like this for many years, maybe rest of my life and make money online. Definitely don't want to be a poor traveler.
Ayahuasca is nearer than I thought. I'm excited. Found someone to go with. Why am I more excited about ppl I want to meet then landscapes that Medellin and bogota has to offer. These are supposed to be two of two best cities in Colombia.
Today, chain broke off my motorcycle. I was going to this cool chemical engineer girls house. I could have grabbed a taxi but let it off. I believe in this flow more, as if act of god or spirit guiding me. Lesson in San Marcos with dr bill had deeper impact on me than I realized.
I am disappointed that new bike is already having issues.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Lazy demon
Fighting the lazy demon is not a easy work but it is a necessity. It has to start within. Have to want it. Have to give its worth.
Start watching people little longer than usual to see their body language.block to their eyes. Find the hero. Who I Want to be like? Who is my hero.
Laziness is a trap, once you get in, there are only two directions, keep letting myself get in deeper and wait for the pressure to come, or build that pressure by looking at myself, recognizing what I don't like about myself in this moment.
System and routine helps. Ones that I create that is best for me. Take it higher level.
Start watching people little longer than usual to see their body language.block to their eyes. Find the hero. Who I Want to be like? Who is my hero.
Laziness is a trap, once you get in, there are only two directions, keep letting myself get in deeper and wait for the pressure to come, or build that pressure by looking at myself, recognizing what I don't like about myself in this moment.
System and routine helps. Ones that I create that is best for me. Take it higher level.
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