Back like a blaze of Glory

Made my way south for a small yet massive roadie.. the kind of roadie that the driving never seems to stop and the destination is not exactly what you expect, but the end result was beneficial and positive. I like to drive, but i also like the radio, or at least some music to sing along too, but my good old Volvo, isn't the beauty she once was, hey as far as the driving shes is queen but there have been a few radios stolen and now i figure what the point, I have reached a crossroad about missing and stolen property , GET OVER IT>>>
People steal things or take things, But just as long as you or I am not the one causing suffering or problems for the other party .. Just keep Going.
ANY way, There is a lot of rain in the forcast, and the temperature is chilly, Stay warm stay dry and Keep your head above water. LOve Me

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I am Teaching and they love me..

Ok, so the rivers of Earth Were formed from large collections of rain from many many clouds after the great fireball earth cooled, millions of years ago, and it took man a mere 5000 years to putrefy them.. nice work man........ ok Yep my new job is great. I live doing something productive. the slow pace of settled India is to slow, I went on a walk with some elder women in my home upstairs, they take one step then the next and so on and I usually wait for the 12th step before I take my first one.. SLOW man I MEAN SLOW...its interesting for me.. I am a running dashing dancing prancer,, I can really move it... hah ha.. so this new speed of life .. I am glad I am a visitor.. any whoo.. blessing and peace. Auntie

wake up and smell the coffee

Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance

UP North: made it from a 35 hour train ride, AGRA

Well I thought I was going to go to south India exclusively but, here I am In Agra. the Taj Mahal was A delight. I was sad and Calm and Amazed the environment is a host for so many world travelers.. many peoples and many culture rise to the occasion for a majestic viewing what a place.. I am glad SO GLAD I made it up here.. I am suppose to be 3000 kl south of here meeting up for the weeding party but >. WELL Plans change in INDIA... oh boy do they. I will be heading to Delhi tomorrow, and the Rajstan. But Dack to Cochi for the wedding in a flash.. Heres my advise: When you think your reality is as good as it gets.. try taking a different seat on the train or the bus and a whole new wolrds pops into view.. ALL MY Love and Peace... happy christmastime.. YOURS MELI

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