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03:03pm 07/06/2004
 
 
Benjamin
... just stuck in New Jersey, waiting on a windshield replacement. Had a pretty good time in DC. ... I danced! and then it came back! Anyway... I met some cool people there, like Alex, Kirsten, and some chick that shall henceforth be referred to as "daddy", on account of her billiard playing abilities. There was this cool couple that I discussed/argued porn, psychology, and misconceptions about child abuse with. There was a bet, I don't recall what it was about, but I remember being presented wt a shot of tequila, so I think I must've won. After the club closed, I left, headed for New Jersey, and lost the time.

I came 'round a few hours later, to grey light of either morning and/or rain. My windows were all fogged up, but I could make out a red pickup truck next to me. "Oh, ok, I'm in a parking lot... no problem". Went back to sleep. A few minutes later, there was a tapping on my window. There was a guy standing next to my car, peering in, looking concerned. "Hey, man, are you all right?" I tried to roll down my window... no power, got out my keys, turned the ign to "ON", no power... opened the door. "Yeah, I'm fine, why do you ask?" He looked a bit more concerned and replied, "Cause you been sleeping in the middle of the street with a busted windshield and a fucked up bumper for the last 3 hours". Looking around, I saw that he was correct. I was parked next to a red pickup truck, which was parked on he side of the street. I was parked in a travel lane, facing he wrong way.

"Oh" ... "Uhmmmm yeah, right. I should probably be moving on. ... Hey, my battery's dead, though, can you give me a jump? I got cables." He gave me a jump, and explained that he would've just let me sleep, but the cops might come by, even though this was a Saturday, and everything was closed, and I was in an industrial section. I thanked him for his consideration, and for the jump, and climbed back into Sera.

A few minutes later, I was in motion again, trying to get my fuzzy brain to determine where in the hell I was, and how I had got there. I found I-95, and proceeded north, as I had been on my way to New Jersey. Half an hour later, I made it to DC, and found a Pizza hut. I had cheese sticks, several glasses of mountain dew, and set to sorting out my head. Only one shred of a recolection came back to me from after I'd left he club. I've got an image of a young black man singing to me, and the chorus of the song he was singing was, "And your soul bleeds; all your souls bleed." Then he asked me my name, and I told him. That's all. I called a few people, and let them know that I was OK, and was now back in the world. (Whenever I go on a vision quest like this, I always make sure to take the time to call folks and tell them when I get back to the real world) A thourough checking over of Sera revealed that the damnage was only cosmetic. The bumper, the hood, the windshield, and the roof. No moving parts were affected in the least. I'm getting the wind shield replaced here, and I'll repair the rest of it when I get to Indiana. I was kinda scratched up, to, but again, the damage was all cosmetic, so nothing to fret over. Also, I found in my car a bag with three little el-cheapo deodorants and a DVD of "Bedeviled". No clue where they came from, but.... hrmmmm... ok.

I then proceeded to NJ, where I slept for a few days, and tomorrow, I shall have the windshield replaced. (for free, I might add. Yea, State Farm!) Once the windshield is replaced, I shall be upon my way, for the last leg of this first half of my voyage, to IN and the home of my father. More news later, as I happen across internet access.
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 shadesong
 
06:40am 08/06/2004 (UTC)
 
 
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
"Cause you been sleeping in the middle of the street with a busted windshield and a fucked up bumper for the last 3 hours". Looking around, I saw that he was correct. I was parked next to a red pickup truck, which was parked on he side of the street. I was parked in a travel lane, facing he wrong way.

?!?

Also, I found in my car a bag with three little el-cheapo deodorants and a DVD of "Bedeviled". No clue where they came from, but.... hrmmmm... ok.

You are nothing if not interesting.

Side note: Found (and slept in) shirt. Have not found book. Going to be tackling The Great Book Project when I return from Vegas; hope to find it then!

Glad to see you're... hm. Still around?
 
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 velvetslade
 
09:22am 14/06/2004 (UTC)
 
 
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Hhhmmm, uuhhh, see, this woulda FREAKED ME OUT if that happened to me. How were you not phased??
 
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 kires
 
01:40pm 14/06/2004 (UTC)
 
 
Benjamin: thought
Well, basically, that'd be due to the fact that there are a few contingencies that one must be aware of when going on a vision quest, 'specially when doing it across country, as I've historically done. When one is approaching a spiritual state of awareness one's gotta understand that one's body may find itself in new and strange locations under new and strange circumstances unpon one’s return to “the world”. Basically, you gotta be ready for weird shit to come down. Another thing is that by the time I was back in the world, any and all danger had passed, and there was nothing to do except charge up the battery, and move on. There was one thing that did rattle me a bit, and that was the implications of the (admittedly minor) damnage to Sera. One of the reasons that I've been willing to do this kind of stuff in the past is that I've always known (perhaps foolishly, in retrospect) that mine was the only ass on the line. Basically, as long as no-one else's person or property is endangered, it's all good. Even during the final phase of the quest(s), when I'm past remembering things, i.e. "losing the time", I know that I'll not do anything harmful, because harm is simply not in my nature. It took me years to develop that degree of trust in myself, for reasons that I won't get into here. Suffice it to say that I know that no matter how fucked up I get, I'll never allow anyone else to be harmed. This last time, however, it seems that I went a bit too far, and there was no longer the complete assurance of safety to those around me. So I'll not be doing it the same way again. (i.e. sleep deprivation, thousands of miles, and liberal amounts of tequila in "foreign" climes) So, while I wouldn't say that it freaked me out, I will not ignore that fact that I can no longer be assured that mine is the only ass on the line. Since the safety of the people around me, wherever I may be, is much more important than whatever I'm hoping to gain on the quest, I'll have to either 1. no longer go on vision quests, or 2. find a way of going on a vision quest that presents NO danger to those around me. So I guess maybe I was a bit phased, you could say. Either way, I've now seen that the previous methods are no longer as safe to other people as I had thought they were, so they'll be changed.
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