Wednesday 7 November 2012

Can I interest you in the Royal Tourer please ?

I am lonely, and that should be admitted first of all, I must be in a profession that allows me the freedom of choosing who I interact with, where I go and who I meet.  My parents, my present so called bunch of friends, don't mean a thing.  If at all, buddies are there for a few drinks or shop talk at the printer.  I by myself don't mean a thing to them, all of it is a game to get something or to get to something.

So how do I find her ? .. Here's my game plan, I buy a bike, a tourer, and ride it across the country, assuming that she exists in this country, meet people, pitch tents where I need to, cook my own food over firewood, talk to the trees and beavers when no one is around, and most importantly of all learn to take care of myself and my things, 'read the bike, on my own.  Not such a difficult task however given my present situation seems large and significant to undertake.

My present mode of conveyance is a car, though it sure brings a status on its own, has no attitude, and I am very much an attitude person.  I bring attitude to everything, life, food, drinks, modes, money etc.  My whole life right now, if I look back on it, is about the right attitude.  Don't care if I have to ride with someone or I have to ride alone, because I must find that someone who makes my world for me or for whom I make my world.

Very few people talk about it, a lot hide it, being in relationships that have stopped to exist or are a one way street, I refuse to budge to the demands of commercialism, if I were to walk into a super mart, don't want to linger around, looking for things to buy.  My mind is all made up, I just want to pick up what I want, maybe a roast meat with some veggies and some bread and walk to my tent.  Cook some supper and go to sleep or linger around with some music on my guitar.

The world is changing today even as we speak, the music defines it for me, the talk shows and the artists speak about it.  I am a learning organism, and the last when it didn't happen, I walked out of the relation, my whole life is now a flashback even as I write this, somebody tells me if I don't find her then I must go.
I am still in love, and when I stop, I die.

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