location, location, locotion,

yes, life on the road wears on one, then the city life among the mundane is also trying, often a balance isn't found, rare is the thriving rainbow in most the country, but there are places, sometimes closely guarded secrets where people can be themselves, but that's what we most, and always we settle, often for less, we rebel until we sell out or rise above, everywhere a compromise, I spent a decade in the roads, on the road, needing more, being the pickest beggar and I'm stoked I stuck to it, that I lived needed, that I compromised the small things, so I could really express and nurture the tenderness, and all the convinces were really inconveniences in the end, what's that proverb in India? "A hard life is blessing" and it couldn't be more true, sure we have to work harder for somethings, but we appreciate it more, but that long hair, freak flags are a litmus test, 95% percent of judgment is visual, but you don't want that, you want to be seen in the light and those who see you, will see you, and those that don't you'll see through,
it appears most people know people, fall back on real and adopted family connection and they get vortex here and there, it's all about knowing one person, but it also helps to make connections to be white or be a girl or share the same addictions, or so it appears and disappears, and is never what it appears, gatherings are the best place to meet like-minded and wannabe minded folks, some folks are just into rebelling and fashion, but not living it, what ever "IT" might be, like our word, honest heart, let it shine or get caught up in imaginary darkness,
I didn't know anyone, I knew tons of people on the surface, but few on the soul-level, so I never got let in to inner circles, but not like I really wanted to, like I didn't have shammanic works to do, like I didn't have to get lost in the woods for years for deeper lessons, all in good time, I wasn't going to kiss any ass, or not speak my mind all the time, so yeah the woods and food stamps and dumpster diving and playing the guitar for spare change and maybe some thought that was degrading, but when I saw what others lived and worked for, I thought it totally degrading and limiting, so I didn't care, have a deeper perspetive…
I kept it simple, needed less, had more, and then someone whispered in my ear, let me in on a secret, showed me the way to abundance and it was hard to leave the life of poverty and simplicity, hard to take it higher, but slowly I did and somehow I'm finding a balance, looking for a betta way,
but everyone doesn't get what they want, we get what we need and more so if we know how much our time is worth, how lovely and forever liberating our visions are, even more so if we share and care and accept where we're at, where it's at,
sure I could whisper a secret in your ear, like, "go to northern california and manifest a job this fall," but they're only words, you need a guide, someone already initiated, who's in and out, there and beyond, yes that's where the money's at, easy, where the hippies excel at what they do, but also where hippies become yuppies and materialist, forget where they came from, take more then give back, get isolated, talk mad shit about others, and so we don't see them at gatherings anymore, they got better things to do, like make and spend money, usually unconsciously (from what I've seen), but that the fun of samsara, of being poor so long, being deny all kinds of stuff, that we need more then ever, it's the fun of not needing to work so hard and dress up in style at all the parties, the joy of forgetting what's it all about,
these are all secrets, candid as fuck, a message from another planet, and here's one of my favorites," if you can learn to live on nothing, with just enough, to be grateful for the divine struggle, you can thrive anywhere, you will never forget how lucky we are, sure you might be alone, one in a crowd, marching forward on your convictions, unsure if you should think the way you do, but it's not what we make or accomplish, but what we overcome, it's not an easy path, but easily the most rewarding, pray for a hard life, for humbling, because all you need is to know the light, let it blind, remind, that we have it easier then most the world, and it's not hippie jive, once you see one blessing, you'll see them all"
everyone should trust and never settle for less, unless you never say never never land, know that appearances aren't even half of half of half of half the stories, see things in the light and love, the crowd is usually dead wrong, don't accept conventional wisdumb, there's so much such more, life is long, we're where we're suppose to be for the best reason ever, to learn, to grow, break the draining patterns, flip the switch,
few know what they want out of life, they just act like it, so few, not even most rainbows or elders, few know what they need, just what they're addicted to and how to justify anything, but conceive a life that is ever thankful for clean drinking water (which 3.5 billion people lack, and 2 million children die from lack of), we have more then enough, , even the bums cup overflowth, the saints know the blessings and love, the misers know endless thirst and fear, choose the light
the less we have, the better, , unless we're working for others (the unfortunates), for the world and one love, work it, choose love over fear, always or live a boring life, full of stuff, of shit that you'll never need , manifest, live the highest, take the road less traveled, many stART on it all excited, talking about the long run, saying they'll never sell out, that they know the way, then they see a bobble bling, a nifty thing and fuck if they’ll ever be back on track again, living the dreaming, dreaming a life of clarity, what a rarity, I’ve seen so many trip on conveniences and never get up from irrelevance, and it wasn’t the stuff or the people that surrounded us ever, but how we, us, one choose to be the light,
stay on your path…

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