Archive for the ‘Change’ Category

Route 66 [Packing Up And Getting Ready to Go]

It’s almost midnight, the cafe is empty. The staff are wiping down the tables and clearing away the remaining dishes. The owner is counting the takings, squinting from the smoke of the cigarette that is dangling precariously from his lips. I check my mobile; there is a message from Yukka. “See you Saturday. Cheers :-D

I turn to the plasma screen on the wall. A late night movie is playing. The sound is muted and there are no subtitles, but I don’t care. I can tell it’s the usual boy meets girl shit, you know, porn with clothes on, and you don’t need subtitles for that. I create my own climax to the narrative.

There’s a lot of hacking, slashing and blood spurting everywhere!

Tony died today. His passing went unnoticed, and now his ghost is sitting opposite me. He is more relaxed than he has been for ages. He is relieved that he is free. I can see that he wants to go, but is hesitant about leaving me. “It’s ok,” I tell him. “It’s ok. You can go.”

I down the last of my coffee, and put the cup down. I look up to see Mephisto cheshire grin staring at me. My face lights up and I crinkle my nose at his blue eyes. I missed that motherfucking bastard! The place is boring without him to tear things up. All that I am, all that I will be, is because of Mephisto.

“Look you,” I laughed. “Just look at you.”

“Mate, don’t you think you ought to get a move on?” His face inching into mine. “It’s closing time.”

“Yeah I know.”

“You’re afraid aren’t you? I said nothing. “There’s nothing to be afraid off. What is out there, is a world of opportunity. Waiting for you.”

“Yeah I know, and I will have great spiritual experiences too.”

“Those too,” Mephisto replied.

“I haven’t finished packing yet. I don’t know what to take.”

“Yourself, you dick!” He laughed. “You just take yourself!”

Route 66 [The Last Cafe Before The Open Road]

This is the last stop before I hit the open road. I have just finished a mug of hot chocolate, cocoa with a teaspoon of honey, and heated in the microwave oven for 3.5 to 4 minutes, stopping to stir every 30 seconds.

I am listening to Grandpa’s Song [lyrics], These Hands [Lyrics], and Lead Me On [Lyrics] by Vika and Linda. I have them on high rotation. I never get sick of listening to these two songs. They are my soothing songs for when I am feeling vulnerable:

You know how it feels
And you understand
What it is to be a stranger in this unfriendly land [Lead Me On]

are my inspirational songs for when I need a good kick up the arse:

When a voice came drifting, warm and rise
Something lifting me up to the sky
These hands that hold me, are good and strong
I’ll be on my feet before too long [These Hands]

and they are my loving songs for the times when I need a little loving:

Now I look back, on all that I’ve done
I hope you’ve forgiven me, see I was so young
I have grown, I now walk alone
I feel you beside me, still guiding me home [Grandpa's Song]

I am thinking about the conversation I had with my friend Damian last Thursday. I changed my ISP and the broadband speed was now 1500 kps, so I suggested we give signing via webcam another try. With the exception of pixelation, the signing it was great, though I wait for the day for the day when broadband speeds are so fast [and cheap] that we can sign as fluidly as we do in real time.

Some way into our conversation, it dawned on me, how much our relationship had changed. I haven’t seen him since I left the UK in 1999. Our online communications had been intermittent, until a chance encounter on Facebook, in July of 2009, I assumed it was shipwrecked. Since then, we reconnected, cleared away the debris of our past, and dismantled the walls between us. I was [we were]  having a conversation with a mate that was devoid of my usual defenses and deflections, and it felt good.

First Mountain man, now Damian. All that hard work had paid off. Damn has it paid off!

For all, all the times you closed your eyes
Allowing me to stumble or to be surprised
By life, with all it’s twists and turns
I made mistakes, you always knew that I would learn [My One True Friend]

On the weekend just passed, after another “stupid is, as stupid does” episode, I decided, “Fuck this, enough is enough!” I am not letting go of my friends, but I am letting go of these things:

I am letting go of how I was running my life to date.
I am letting go of how I used to run my relationships.
I am letting go of controlling my relationships.
I am letting go of taking all the responsibility in my relationships.
I am letting go of accepting full responsibility for the conflicts in my relationships.
I am letting go of the guilt, because you won’t forgive, and throw my apology back in my face.
I am letting go of  taking sole responsibility for failed relationships.
I am letting go of being the first person to say hello in my relationships.
I am letting go of being the first person to try and smooth over conflicts things in my relationships.
I am letting go of doing all the maintenance work on my relationships.
If I forgot anything, then i will be letting go of that when it comes to mind!

As of now, I am the centre of my life and I am the most important person in my life. The most important relationship I have, is with me, myself and I. I will fill my life with things of my choosing. It takes two to dance, and if you don’t want to dance with me, then I will go find someone who does!

With a partner or without a partner, I dance just fine. I am capable of some fucking cool moves! *thumbs up*