Thursday, July 28, 2005

Bullet Train inspired thoughts...

I was felt esoteric, thinking like the entire world was mine to alter. I have no doubt this is the feeling of anticipation, the beginning of a trip, but looking more acutely, I realized the actual source of it all. This overwhelming power (even if only in my mind) isn't felt enough and it always leaves me intensely hopeful. In hopes of holding on to the inspiration a little longer, I delved into the core of it. I quickly realized my current state is the combination of two entirely natural sensations. Run your fastest and beat a stick against a rock; you'll know what I'm talking about. I am magical right now because I am moving at 300 mph (KTX Bullet Train) and listening to music. Be it bus, car, train, Bowie, Velvet Underground, GNR, etc, it doesn't matter. Put the two together (speed+music) and, at least for me, something strange happens. Life becomes more exquisite in all aspects. It was the same during my former life in America. I CHOSE pizza delivery as my profession because it afforded me the time to bask in this transcendence; and they paid me for it! But, held to such a strict regime (deliveries), my body would become jealous of my mind and I'd have to load up the car with CDs and take a trip. On those American highways, I always felt it. I can't imagine a better pew in all the world. Something very American about devouring miles, burning gasoline and dancing to your favorite tune. Whatever music transcends you, whatever shitbox you can afford- the details are irrelevant. Just cruise and and groove.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

drop to my knees and pray upon the searingly hot blacktop. thick bass gets pickled a dull pucker with guitar tiptoes; a hum of the road creates a white noise that makes it all somehow more soothing. The kick pounds out each mile, as you and i cruise to who cares where.

bubz

Anonymous said...

need some more acid?