Bill Withers

February 28, 2010

I get a warm summer feeling
Walking through the snow,
Even chilly darkness
has the brightest glow.

To be Itinerant.

February 14, 2010

To be a Nomad,
a Vagabond,
a Hobo,
a Vagrant,
a Gyrovague,
a Schnorrer,
a Son-Of-A-Gun,
a Bastard,
a Traveler,
a Rouge,
a Squatter,
a Beggar,
a Freight-Hopper,
a Moon-Covered,
a Snow-Bird,
a Wanderer,
a Bematist,
a Tramp.
To be Itinerant
…….is to be Free.


February 1, 2010

I am the Bematist.
The one who counts his paces,
one by one,
measuring the distance
between zero and ∞,
Alpha and Omega,
The Opening and The Mankind,
between my birth and my coming death….

….and with each step, lies a morsel of the truth.

Just the Beginning

January 31, 2010

Lately I’ve been thinking about how much people throw their lives away. Be it by a single chose they decide to act upon, like drugs or rebelliousness. Or be it by another, far worse, decision. The decision to spend their life trapped. Trapped in a lifestyle, one that they did not create or see as the best possible option for their own character, but rather forced and pushed into that lifestyle. I see this as the ultimate way to throw your life away, day by day, month by month, passing by you with out your acknowledgement. I have realized that I have my whole life ahead of me, with far more things to do then I have time, and with too many plans to get my self imprisoned into a lifestyle that is not of my choosing. It is a shame to be jailed by a capturer, and even worse if you do not resist, but it is grand embarrassment to imprisoned by your own hands.

Medina, Tunisia

January 30, 2010

Tunisian Awakening

January 30, 2010

Tunisia was a journey. It was the furtherest I have ever been from home. And I don’t mean that in terms of distance, but in the way of culture. I experienced a way of life so different from my own that it opened my eyes to change my ideals of the importance of the small stuff. The world is so large, with so much to see, and there is no time to carry around the worries of the always expecting society that holds on to your ever action with it’s constant judging. Man was not created to be held down. Humans are nomadic creatures that need to roam.

Floundering Feet-
Smooth Swaying.
Murky Mind-
Eagle Eyes.
Following Fool-
Guiding Genie.


January 17, 2010

In just seven short days I will be in Tunisia. For the first time in my life I will stand in the continent of Africa. The visit will be no more than a week, but I’m sure it will be a wonderful experience that I will not soon forget. The Grand Mosaics and the ancient lost city of Carthage are on the top of my list. But I will not past up the opportunity to swim in the Mediterranean, which is I’m sure warm even in the month of January.