Riots and justice, the smell of anarchy in the wind. Some people think they know where I stand, politically, spiritually. The truth is that I'm neutral and I don't care, whatever works for the individual isn't the best for a group. I believe in everything and I also believe in nothing. Perception is the only proof anyone needs, and yet that means nothing all the same. Does that make me Buddhist? Taoist? Atheist? Agnostic? Yeah, I am but I'm not. I am nothing, everything that is real is fake. 

When I expect rain, I ride my motorcycle next to the clouds and lay in the sun hoping it will pour but it passes right by. 

Something about me is incomplete. My tattoos need work, tomorrow. As I look through designs I look for meaning. Am I deep, a critical thinker, hyper vigilant. Yes and no. I choose not to be, I choose to be empty. Camping, running to the top of a mountain at a 6 minute per mile pace until I can't feel my body, my lungs become numb and can't even feel my heartbeat anymore, that is fulfillment for me. Laying in a stream of clear, 25 degree mountain water is fulfillment. Both are painful, numbing and satisfying. Self destruction leads to self completion. You cannot be whole unless you are first empty. Maybe being empty is wholeness. Love is when you want something or someone, not when you need it, love doesn't need anything or anyone. Isolation is therapy as is socializing. What works for one does not work for the group. I didn't know you that well, you lost a friend who lost his wife and his kid, who am I to complain, I'm just here to listen and observe. Some people just need to be noticed, they want to be seen and heard. Therapy. Listening is therapy. Observing is healing. Was I listening? I could write several books on stories that are not mine. My story isn't worth the effort as I'd rather listen. I keep going back and I keep moving forward. Time isn't linear and yet it is. Suggestive or objective perception, we all have a choice or do we not?! I personally do not bother with this type of thinking. These questions mean nothing. They change nothing. What are you doing right now? What am I doing? No dreams that I can remember last night, nothing. I am clear and I am focused. I have goals that have a linear perception of time attached to them, this is a choice. I'm looking for meaning in ink, the kind that doesn't create fear, the kind that facilitates understanding.