My journeys took me southerly into the lands known as Los Angeles. It was a mystic place, filled with concrete, and sad faces, and then, sparks of awareness, of love, connection… And maybe one time, a spark of RAAAGE! (Foronlytwoseconds)… It was sort of my fault, but the guy was already volatile. Ill tell you about that one at the bottom.
My experience throughout the day has been one of extreme observation, as i havent been out in public with nothing but a backpack for some time, and when your in it… Your IN it. You dont get the whole vibe when you have a car to drive around in, because in a car is actually a strong vibration of safety…. Unless its a really dangerous broken down car, or if the people inside the car are filled with torment.
Anyways, I rode the rest of the way to LA in the bus looking out the window, napping, and mostly looking at funny pictures on oddstuffmagazine. I saved a bunch, heres my favorites!!