delimna #1

please don't misunderstand~

my dear gordon, you've swallowed my words wrong, though i suppose in my haste the other day, i may have spit them out rather unlike i intended. please, please, please, share your thoughts.

all of you.

the internet, having become in so many ways a wasteland of consumerism and pornography, also remains one of the greatest tools for growth {on so many levels} that has come into being since perhaps the first library in alexandria so long ago. as communities break down with the crumbling of traditions, the death of an agrarian lifestyle, a faltering democracy, etc. etc., the internet provides us with a great ability to forge strong communities, and places of discussion. without the internet, it is inconcievable that such great numbers of people would have shown up for peace marches last february 15th. and art thrives here, in all of its forms. more than anything else, i want this journal of mine to be a place of discussion. A dimly lit café, late at night. i grow quite excited when so many of you show up and share your often disparate opinions on various matters. none of which i find "silly." What I do find silly, is this constant berating and uplifting of jeff pitcher. the majority of the comments posted, have little to do with the bulk of the journal entry, but rather focus on your perceived inconsistencies in me and the way i live my life. judgements from a distance, both good and bad. as much as you wish the right to judge whether i am being honest, or good, or whatever else you wish to lay upon me, i too have the right to think your judgement silly. I simply don't wish to become embroiled in ongoing debates about the musings of my self. I spend plenty of time doing that in my own world…with music, with friends, on my bike etc… be they compliments or harsh criticisms, say whatever you will. I may disagree vehemently at times, but rarely will I engage in defense of my words, for they are not crumbling walls I wish to rebuild. they are simply fleeting moments in time…my thoughts at that precise moment on that precise day. I let them stand as they will, and let your words surround them. if you wish to be a microscope to my world, let me not stop you, i just won't always be there under the light and petri dish. Though at times I confess to being pissed off at what people write, in the end it is only the opinions of those I love that truly matter. Cheers to you christian.

but enough of that. today, i encounter the first real problem with my trip. it seems that my bicycle, being the kick-ass racing bike that it is, is not capable of sustaining the weight of panniers in the way that they are most commonly designed. i am told that the frame will "fail." what this means, is that i am now in the midst of a mad search for a very expensive {and rare} type of rear-mount rack {which they think is no longer in production} so that i can actually take my things with me. i have already decided that if i cannot take the panniers, i am still going. i have no idea how, but i will not let this adversity stop me. no no no no no.

Posted by jeff at June 26, 2003 01:39 PM

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