Road Trip

Tomorrow "tic tac" (my 1990 honda civic hatchback) and I will be departing from Hamilton and heading back to BC. After finishing my thesis, the trip will definitely have moments of catharsis, but, overall, I know that spending that much time alone with myself will inevitably cause some sort of psychosis. Mostly road rage!

Either way, I think everyone should embark on a solo road trip at some point in their lives. It fosters independance and allows you to enjoy the open road much more than you could if others are with you.

I've had many an interesting experience on my long road trips, and overall...I hope I don't experience anymore of them on this trip!

I'm looking forward to being back in BC and away from the city life. To sit on the beach and stare at the ocean; to just enjoy the beauty of BC. But I will also miss my friends in Hamilton. I've lived such a transient life the past six years - it will be nice to one day live somewhere semi-permanently.

I've had my fair share of good-byes.

the afterlife...?

OK, so...life after the thesis.

At the moment, I have nothing to do.

NOTHING

The feeling of guilt which has plagued me for the past two years solid is easing up, my lungs can inhale fully, and my heart can slowly return to its normal functioning. This is great and all, but it has me thinking of creative ways in which I can occupy the abyss of time between working this summer and returning to school in the fall.

I'll be back on the coast, and surrounded by BC hippies. Really. Robert's Creek is one of the last havens for draft dodgers and just plain old hippies left in Canada. But I guess I can't complain too much. I'm really just one of them. A consumerist hippy, that is.

Now, I'm not actually FROM Robert's Creek. I'm from the next area over - Davis Bay. This allowed me to grow up removed from the hippie lifestyle enough to know that the rest of the world is a capitalist warzone waiting for me to consume, consume, consume, while also providing me with enough sense to get a degree and "do something" with my life. Thankfully, it gave me the opportunity to mock the creekers and all that they stand for (while secretly wishing I could join their lifestyle. But is the easier path really better??)

Just take a look at this photo. It explains all.

oh no! i've turned....

Well, I shall begin by welcoming myself to the world of the web log.

Hello.

Thrice tried, doublet failed. Hopefully this attempt will be longer lived than the others. And so, I will proceed with my rant... Am I morally bereft?

I had a conversation today where we decided that our morals were far superior than average, and wondered why nobody else could/would see our point of view. I imagine that many people, especially those following certain organized religions, also feel that their morals are superior to those around them, but, there must be someone who is right? Right?

The conversation turned to being smote by gawd and ending up in hell for following the wrong morals. Would both of us die, only to find we are the only ones in hell? "hmm, where is everyone?" I doubt it. (Plus, my afterlife theories should probably be left for another day). But, what about all those religions who say I am going to hell because I am not following "the way"? So much suffering and grief results from organized religions - if only they could all sit back and recognize their inherent similarities.

Similar: a connection with the divine

Wow, now that wasn't so hard. We just need to forget about all the little details now, like, oh, the bible for one.

Don't get me wrong - I think faith is a great thing. If that's what you need to get yourself through this life, then so be it! But, getting back to what I started here, just don't preach your morals as "the way" and a precursor to attaining some sort of heavenly afterlife.

Why should morals result from a book written a couple centuries ago? I propose an end-all for moral standards: respect others. It's just that easy!

*peace