Hawaii – Walk Where You Want

Á la Dylan Thomas

Our days together, countless consexutive days. It started with us on the ground, a moment when something is so funny your legs can no longer support you. We rolled in laughter, bellies aching, you had to be there. Rainy days sent us around the island, driving in circles, beautiful hour long circles. She was Rapa nui, and I was Rio; we lived in our adventures, out and back and gone again. The sleeping bag that was too small for one person we shared, aligned under stars on a beach, she was my constellation. Warm clear waters were home, for miles and miles we danced; I was her anchor in rough seas. We tripped into a sunrise, found ourselves upon a volcanic glow, hurled ourselves off cliffs, all in good fun. My arms cocooned her all too comfortably on a moonlit mountain. She returned the favor on a sailing night, a brief recreation of an iconic Titanic scene. With her I was the “King of the world.” That’s what love does, I took her to new heights, she showed me new lows. You never know what you have till it’s gone. No, it’s the choices we make that turn a man to stone, “Do not go gentle into that good night.”

Looking Back to Move Forward

Fine Memories of a past life.

Birthday Cake Crew

Big Island Hawaii

Unbecoming Student

The human experience, I’m a college student living in the craziest time in recorded history. Input from every direction possible, my day consist of lectures, note taking, socializing, studying, and eating meals in the dinning hall. Probably for most this will sound familiar to you. Depending own your own opinion you may look back and think, “Those were the best times of my life.” To be honest it has been for me too, the only problem is I’m not sure where it is taking me, I’m sure young adults around the world feel the same way. College life is an experience we all buy into, late nights, parties, papers. Does this prepare people for the real world? Stress I’m buried under stress of school work, everything thing I do or trip I take I know there is school work I could be doing, it is a constant uphill battle. Even by writing this right now, I should be reading for political theory class tomorrow. I don’t let stress kill me, because my approach to school is my own. I’m going to go to class, take notes but in the end I’m going to get out of it what I want. Grades are irrelevant, the meaningless facts that are on the test that ultimately make up your grade will most likely be of no help to you once that grade is given. What I take out of the class is what interest me, what sparks my curiosity, I love being exposed to new ideas, but forcing me to be judged on whether or not I choose to retain the information, it is not entirely wrong but could be approached in a different way. Grades should not be the be all and end all of school. You should be given a grade on if you had a good time and do you think you grew as a person. I’m at college to have the time of my life, to learn, to meet knew people and learn about their lives, this is what college is for me. Don’t get me wrong I have learned quite a lot in almost 3 months, but what I’ve learned about myself has been even greater, and for those people that don’t lift their heads out of their books every once in awhile, well I hope it works out for you. I’m going to put in the amount of effort I feel comfortable with, but most of all I’m going to have a good time with my friends.

Where will this get me, I don’t know….in debt yes, a job, maybe, a job I like, optimistic I will stay.

I write from my dorm room in the paradise of University of Hawaii at Hilo where it rains everyday. I know I am not alone, every person has doubts concerning the best use of there time. There may be other things I wish I could be doing, but I’m lucky to be here, we all are lucky to be part of the human experience.

Hilo Cliff Jumping

Something I threw together from last Saturday. So much fun, and I did almost die…. or fall off the waterfall.

Reason behind Me

I started a journal back in May of 2011, it was just a way to get my thoughts down and spend time reflecting. Little did I know it would turn into one of my favorite hobbies, as well as having it’s therapeutic attributes. Consistent at times, along with duties of life I always came back to it; now it’s over 2 years later. Just a word doc. simply titled My Journal (If anyone wishes to go find it) for me it’s a journey through time, taking me back to that day or period. Rediscovering what I was into then or what I was obsessed about and how it’s mostly irrelevant now. My favorites are the good times I wrote about, words trigger fond memories, Language, the infinite time machine.

So today for the first time I will share a journal entry, it is jumbled but it is pure. 95% Blue Meth #Breaking Bad. (had to) Maybe you can follow my though process.

Here it is……

09/29/13

Each day it rains I am thankful, for it was a good day, sick but not to bad, food is always good, Concert of decisions I made the right one, fun music, fun people, crazy to see all those people at bay front, it was the place to be. Rainbow falls was epic, jumping and swimming made me feeling shitty. Climbed so high in that tree, at least 40 feet up with only branches to hold on to, boy what a rush, Found 2^nd bay surf spot in Puna, I like Clint he is a good man, Picked up a hitchhiker named Cody, he was working on a farm in the Woofing program, he’s from Denver. Had some real Hawaii surf finally, landed a clean air super stoked. Can’t believe it’s almost October, days soar by gentle and fluid. I was born to love you, I was born to kiss your face, I was born to rub you, but you were born to rub me first. Chevy. Transitional thoughts cloud my thinking, directing it towards filthy waters, cris cross, I’m all turned around, sleepless and hungry a platform emerges from which sure flow of though is achieved, Words to evoked, evoking trees to be trees and waves to crash around me as if I am the center of all that I understand. Distractions are my enemy, today was unproductive and productive all the same, it was a day that I will never get back, it is real to think that all life is a end, No because we have multiple emotions and in the end to judge which did I have more of, the good or the bad, will you be objective.