Life in the fast lane cont.

Life in the fast lane

Or the slow lane. However at 160 mph.. who’s really paying attention to the lanes? Let alone blinkers. You take the space you need and you fly. Freely everything begins to take its place. You are one with your ultimate driving machine. Now, do you ever notice the silent language spoken on the highway? Wonder what language is being spoken? It always fascinates my copilot. Speaking without sound. Speaking with so much as the style of your driving. It is also an art. If you spend great amounts of time behind the wheel it is a language you may want to learn. This language you can not order from Rosetta Stone. This will take time, confidence, respect and understanding. Sit back, buckle up and take direction while at the same time remembering that sometimes rules are meant to be broken. Or rules would not exist.

It may take you a moment to notice. because it’s not really a road language. It’s a highway language first. The more aware and calm you start to become you will realize by action who speaks this language and who does not. You will notice the simplicity of a perfectly parked vehicle. The sexiness of a confident driver. The responsibility and the seriousness of knowing how to operate your machine. Truckers know this song and dance. This is what they do. Everyday. So, if you find yourself with out a cb (go figure) driving cross-country start your conversation with them first. Okay lets roll.

Step Two: Stay ready. Therefore you don’t have to get ready.  Life moves fast. Keep up. One flash of your brights should be a clear indication to get over and out-of-the-way. It’s not rude. It’s giving the other vehicle before you the courtesy that your coming up on them and it would be in their best interest to get out-of-the-way. You may have to flash them more than once (double dose). That’s a… get the fuck out-of-the-way. Usually the vehicle will move. But, we have all experienced that one vehicle who believes their duty is to police the streets. Slow you down. Quickly brake check you. That is the most ignorant thing a vehicle can do. You never ever know what another person is going through. Their passenger could be in labor, dying on their way to a hospital. Where ever. The point is. It’s not any of your business. Quit being such a nosy person. If you want to be the police. Go sign up for the academy. You should be in the defense not offense. This vehicle should be compared to a run away train. Sound heavy? Good you might be getting the point. This vehicle may be completely unstable, waiting for just the right moment to fly full speed ahead into who? You. Into oncoming traffic. Why, they are not thinking  and here you are.. being nosy, trying to be the hero. Well, in my opinion (and yes, I have more than most) your going to end up a dead hero.

Stay in your lane. Pick your battles. This vehicle may just want to fly.. not a great reason to you? People blow their engines out all the time. Why do you care so much? Why are you wasting energy on something that has nothing to do with you? Stop. Do you. It’s not that I don’t care. It boils down to at the end of your day the only person you can control is you. Stop trying to control situations and people who you have no control over. You will burn your engine out.. Care about something you can change. Yourself. Be the change you wish to see in the world. Stop passing judgment. Do you. Be you. Stay in your lane.

This is a quote I ♥ Sadness is when you care about everything. Depression is when you care about nothing.

There are so many depressed people in the world. Don’t get caught up in the wrong lane.

Buckle up or not. Stay in your lane & never forget fair exchange is no robbery.

Hold Card

Now that I have your attention. Where am I taking you?

Life in the fast lane. Oh how fast life has been. So many people. So many feelings. So little time. So much grief, frustration loss of patience. Never truly opened up. Anxiety over tapped telephone lines, constantly gauging danger signs. Unending un-understanding turns to painful cries. A day in my life most will not be able to comprehend the madness that rushes from my heart computing to my brain the numbing pain of understanding the insanity of this life game.  Lets talk, communicate, breathe speaking freely, truthfully and openly about love, (always love) food, life choices, being lost & being found, the rollercoaster ups & downs, sleeplessness, the government, GOD, DNA, hunger, astrology, books, animals, music, art, films, fonts, raves, rants, jeans, cars, the value of a laugh. You get the point. We can talk about what ever you want. You can ask me just about anything.. Really. My life experiences have taken me places you would never believe. That’s why I’m going to give you the pleasure of painting you a portrait with whispers of words and tantalizing tidbits of richly intense never sugar-coated memoirs of how you continue to grow and shine and blossom into a resilient armor that’s always been there i just never slowed down and trusted myself to see what was so vividly shielding me/my life.

Welcome to the art of love. There are rules of engagement that are serious as a human life. Listen. Ask questions. Know your position. Take direction. Stay in your lane. A lost art. With each new chapter you too can master your mind.

Step One: Mind=Kind. Kindness should be second nature. Being kind does not remove your edge. It is your edge. ♦

…love seeker, truth speaker. i am.

write or not to write? what is your question? to love or not to love. Do you know the definition? love seeker truth speaker i am me… mysteriously checking you out so high, high in the sky i fly effervescently consciously at ease please believe in the power you possess on this quest energy electricity magically ignites take flight I see with only my third eye this new world begins to take shape unconsciously conscious I awake completely aware of my blessed fate seeker of truth I chose like Jesus rose from the ground rich in beauty intense and profound truth in raw form love is. i am.