Spike's BLOG

In a car your always in a compartment, and because your used to it you dont realize that through that car window everything you see is just more tv. your a passive observer and its all moving by you boringly in a frame.

On a bike the frame is gone your completely in contact with it all. your in the scene, not just watching it anymore and the sense of presence is overwhelming. the concrete whizzing by five inches below your foot is the real thing, the same stuff you walk on, its right there so blurred you cant see it yet you can put your foot down and touch it anytime, and the whole thing, the whole experance is never removed from immediate consciousness.

I will admit that my "lifes story" i posted a while back on here wasent really every little detail obviously. i am going away for awhile aprox. 6 months..

and i wanted to share with u a little more as well as somewords of insparation that i just heard

   I have been good at whatever i set my mind to as with most people. i also liked getting my hands dirty. i loved working with my hands and also my imagination. I guess that started with my dad, you know working on the car and such. Well later on in my life i worked with Habitat for Humanity, worked on afew cars, electrical, framing, whatever i could soak up. but after a while things went stagnant. i got into acting very breafly.. when that failed i sunk into a rut if it were and ruined my life.. Now i started to work on houses and almost started my own business, but this happend where i have to pay for the past that i had and have to go away. so thats on hold and also i want to get more into......