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The Board Shorts Gave Us The Edge







This private island in the Bahamas, is a Disney Cruise Line port of call. In answer to the question: "When Is The Copy Better Than The Original?" This would be it. The sand has been sifted to a fine white powder. The mosquitoes  are nowhere to be found. The water is crystal clear and turquoise blue. Paradise found. Escape TO reality.

I am not talking about staged authenticity, like my visit to Papette Tahiti. Most designers spend their time creating shopping malls. Re-creating the island paradise, however, is admirable.

Once used as a stop for drug smugglers.Think “Snow White” or “White Snow” . There is an airstrip on the island, but it is no longer in regular use nor maintained (I shot some video on July 4,2012, a previous visit) .It's unusual isolation becomes, in its own way, a paradise-somewhere in the Bahamas.

It is not Gilligan's Island but it has also been used for filming; the beach where Tom Hanks first encounters Daryl Hannah in Splash is on the island.

I no longer live on Cloud 9. I leveled up



Jan 21,2013-Last Visit Castaway Cay-Cloud 10

Airplanes are like diets, I don’t like being on them. Float planes however (you know flying boats) are the exception. This summer in Alaska, I got a business class ticket to cool, with complimentary mojo on takeoff.
This landing strip is the only thing   aviational besides the staged authenticity-wrecked prop planes on Disney’s Castaway Cay.

I used to live on Cloud Nine in the People’s Republic of Santa Monica, riding my carbon fiber bike 100 miles a day down the Venice Beach strand through  the boat yard of Marina Del Rey, and out towards Manhattan Beach.  It gave me an energy and enthusiasm and natural high that begged the question “What are you on?” I was simply on my bike.
Environments create mood, and  Starbucks, Yoga,  drinking fresh vegetable and fruit juices and good sunny weather  created fuel for thought. This   west coast life style suited me well. It gave me momentum towards a greater something.  

That something became a move to Cloud 10, sailing the seven seas on cruise ships.

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The Aquatic Life

Sitting is the new Smoking of our generation. Yet, Meditation, the new Push Up.

The OCD tourists (Above) drowns in the same ocean that the ADDitude traveler (Below) swims with delight.
The hyper organized Intentional Traveler, complete with checklists, sunscreen and "travel clothes"verses Lite Traveler, on  a shoe string budget and the shirt  off/on his your back.

The sum of my  problems is the inability to sit quietly alone in a deck chair on a ship! It is easy to mistake motion for progress and nothing is so big and complicated that it cannot be run away from.

 I know what to do-swim with my friends the dolphins. Nothing Is The Hardest Thing To Do. No massive massive 110 day world cruise  emotional and sensory overload---just the repetitive itineraries of The Caribbean Blue


Life In Time


WYSIWYG-What you see is what you get- I do not create the Caribbean blue ocean, the white powder sandy beaches. Rather they are gifts to me. What I write about comes out of gratitude for being t/here. There are seven days of the week and someday is not one of them.

Traveling gives me the sense of inhabiting my own life. 

Yet, when I was an AmeriCAN’T, I didn’t even renew my passport, and never got inside of my own life. It’s as if my rich Uncle Sam has already written the script for me--- Thou shalt be comfortable---The payoff was that I got to buy and do nice things like trips to Disney World, Las Vegas and The Mall. This is walking the painted horizontal (stuff and things) line, slaves to credit cards and debt. It’s almost a rule that you can’t get enough of what you never wanted in the first place. The majority of my time in the USA, I have never been remotely anywhere without electric lights. I’ve rarely been quiet for a whole day.

In fact, all of my “problems” simply stemmed from the inability to sit alone quietly at the beach or on deck. Doing this at sea revives my sense of time and space. This is a different hyper-interactive experience.

Are you ready to get heroic? Because reading my blog may cause you to quit your "real"  job and start doing things that will make your friends and family think you’re crazy.


"We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope; without it the life of the cities would drive all men into crime or drugs or psychoanalysis." Edward Abbey

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Carpe Diem- Seize The Fish
The fish symbolize happiness,
for they have complete freedom in the water.
That's worthy of a kiss!

WIldlife Conservation Fund Onboard The Magic
Any fin is possible if you don't trout yourself!





If you can think of a better island for fish, let minnow
Oh My Cod! last month Island Princess (left)The Panama Canal
 Disney Magic Now (right)
Water holds endless mystery to me  because  –it represents WYSIWYG:certainly there, but cannot be seen. The fish has quite a good track record in mythology and religion---fertility eternity creativity, femininity, good luck, happiness, knowledge, transformation.

"Bless Me Father For I Have Had An Awesome Life"

Putting the sin back into sincere, I decided to step into the English speaking Confessional to receive 'penance,' the place where sins are forgiven. The basic requirement for a good confession is to have the intention of returning to God like the "prodigal son" and to acknowledge our sins with true sorrow before the priest. At the very moment, the Monsignor, came out , and hung a sign saying closed. Read More Here

In my own Catholic religion, it is a metaphor of abundance and faith. There is Christ, making the apostles "fishers of men", and the biblical story of the fish and loaves.

The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering."

Nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.

I am  getting Nostalgic about ROME SWEET ROME *Summer 2009* and Florence, Piza  Vatican City and Monte Carlo.

I am gettingabout Alaska Salmon Fishing. I have been there two summers in a row. Will I make it a 3rd season?

My life In Ruins (Pompeii) or SE Alaska- I  will scale back the fish(ing).Going to Europe.






There's a fine line between fishing and just standing on a bridge
looking like an idiot unless you are in Alaska holding a salmon

 

It is truly the king of fish




I have *Summer 2012* been fishing all season but not for the fish, but what the wild salmon symbolize--- the Pacific Northwest's natural splendor.

The 1000 year-old salmon run is alive and well



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Tree Calendars in New Zealand
 like pages in a diary.
We live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and we think this to be normal? Happy Earth Day, as I have said before:
Why do they call it Planet Earth when it is clearly ALL ocean. Well, come to think of  it, it's the trees, and Nature: I Shrink Therefore I am - I feel so small, when these mega waterfalls, glaciers and forests come in my view:
I posted on these happy spots: Alaska,  Norway, South Pacific, New Zealand, but Hawaii has an Über special  place in my heart.  Read More at

 It's Called The Big Island Not The Tiny Island


This is a conversation between Sarah Kennedy And when the sky was painted with stars, and she was spotting landmarks out like the  southern cross- in another hemisphere- in a  land down under.


KENNEDY: I was born in Zambia. We lived in a kind of Garden of Eden in Chingola, Picking fruit off the vines. Throw a seed down and a day later you’d have a plant growing wild in the fertile soil. I would look up at the stars and see thousands of them because there was no power grid around, (We made our own electricity) and I stayed up on a hill in our “back yard” with my brothers Liam, Dermot and Jonathan and camped there until night fell, feeling a sense of the presence of all creation -- sensing underneath that night sky, in that vast place, that I belonged to something ancient, something very much still alive. The whole jungle was charged like that. the "way of the animal powers," the "way of the seeded earth," the "way of the celestial lights," and later when we moved to Capetown, the "way of man." And the city.

REIF: I know that feeling going into a forest. As a Boy Scout we camped at Cathedral Pines on Long Island, (appropriately named). The  feeling that the gods are there the divine and divinity is present. It  becomes known to you're in your sleeping bag, no tent,  ‘under the stars”. There are these “Cathedral Pines” everywhere. 

I can remember in the 1990’s Hilo Hawaii, there are sacred Banyan Groves everywhere, and when you go into a grove the presence of the HUNA becomes known to you, and the BIG KaHuna isn’t far behind. I can remember being a true tree hugger-worshipping a great big old tree, thinking “OMGosh what you have known and been”. I was actually brought to spontaneous tears because it reminded me of being a kid and now having the wisdom to”Get It” 




We're on the Big Island, the west side, at the local Starbucks,
 for some Kona Joe, sitting with our friends cream and sugar.

American coffee is "dirty water" and
 Instant coffee takes too long. Kona, however, is "Ono". Tastes good.

Oh, that's your god, Pele's mine






Shoveling Sunshine-My First Extended Stay In Paradise




  A Sophie's Choice meltdown over which island or for that matter, which town on the Big Island gets to check into Hotel @nyware--- my memoirs-- I'm  feeling like the Oskar Schindler of travel bloggers-Kona and Hilo , you were nice to me. You get to live in digital heaven-because we all know information on the web never dies.

Hello Hilo


Hilo is so cool to sail to because, overnight, with a moon lit backdrop, we steam past  Kilauea,the  active volcano lava rivers  spark and spill into the sea, and leave its aftermath of molten rock at the waters edge.  Only the view from Maui's Haleakala offers such a once in a life time view of something you probably never have seen before.


Hilo is artistically bohemian, and in terms of authenticity, is the real deal-papayas, homemade jams, roasted macadamia nuts and koa wood carvings. The Banyan trees are worthy of a hug. It's the type of tree that moved me to tears of joy (For Real).   I've often biked to Rainbow Falls too. That whole area-the nature, the land, the people speak, and it's easy to listen. They seem more resigned to the way they have to live than New Yorkers like me do.

In fact, I  often  took my bike (that I stored on the ship-You could have a surf board or a bike-cool!) I soon realized  the terrain on the Big Island  is  a bit like the moon with all that  razor-sharp geo-volcanic rock. 

 I never asked myself "Am I there yet" on a bike, except for Kona and Maui--It only took  one time to  catch  a sliver of black volcanic rock and flat tire or  in Maui, it's these prickly seeds mixed in with the red clay sugar cane dust that get you.

I upgraded to flat-resistent tires and was good to go for the season and I was back to living happily every after in King  Kamehameha's Kingdom-Don't worry Be Maui...and in the tune of Happy Birth Day to you I sing ...Happy Kona to you,Happy Kona to you,Happy Kona to you,Happy Kona to you,


The Tour

The glamor of being a sailor had me concerned. "Repaint your entire house every month" Buy a Dumpster and live in it for 6 months" But this was going to be a cruise ship- It  was on America Hawaii Cruises. I just wanted a different experience, and I took the first job I could get, which was a deck hand. We sailed for seven  days and each day we had a port of call.

Starting off with an embarkation day at Aloha Towers in Honolulu, then a sea day, and we hit Kauai, Maui(Lahina and Kahalui) Hilo and Kona. It was the best! 

The weather was always temperate and I had the most energizing and spirtually uplifting time, enjoying the weather, the people, the food, the culture and the OHANA-family atmosphere of Hawaii. I have been hooked ever since on these beautiful islands.
The definition of ecstasy is that you are not doing your ordinary everyday ho-hum existence. Shoveling sunshine in Hawaii beats a day at the office.



 Travel by proxy is a surrogate achievement, like feeling athletic and going to a sports bar for a few drinks. Then taking a victory lap. A legend in your own mind. The unpardonable sin is not greed, Gekko says,”greed is good”. The unpardonable sin of inadventure-a life sentence of other people’s ideas and thoughts, traditions and faith-That’s bad. An adventure is nothing more than bad planning. The holy grail is what we attain by living out our dreams and our own authentic life. If at some point you don’t ask yourself, ‘What have I gotten myself into?’ then you’re not doing it right.

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I didn't invent the hypothetical situation, but let's just suppose for a second that I did, that I was sailing on  a ship, and had an "existential" moment, a little flash of sunlight on a cobalt blue sea. 

Nothing really happens in the past, Everything that’s ever happened /for/to me happened in the present moment. That’s all there ever is. So my relationship to life isn’t my  relationship to my past, it’s my relationship to the present moment.
Who would I be without my story (past)? If you don't have one, you don't have to live up to it. What's left then--Just Now. That's the value proposition of travel: It's a come as you are affair.


"I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where? To this very moment" - JP Sartre

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Awe Is What Moves Me Forward
Find Out What You Love. Let It Kill You So You Can be Born Again

Serendipity- You Will Be Helped By Hidden Hands

An I For An Island- There Is Life After Luau

DEPARTURE   I’m not a Renaissance man, I’m a Renaissance, Man!

The experience of eternity here and now is the function of life. Eternity is realizing the greater scheme of things, and being  a part of it.


The  influence of my imaginary peer group They, the anonymous no one, once told me, Growing up is optional but growing old isn’t, as if my body were milk, with an expiration date stamped on the carton.

 Half the agony of this kind of thinking is the waiting for that final birthday, where you hit the wall, and stop living, It is that very fear of dying, of playing it safe and secure that keeps risks in an acceptable range—like purchasing your freedom on the weekend, surfing in Manhattan Beach, or flying to Cabo for Spring Break. 

Be careful when casting out the devil, Nietzsche says, because you are throwing away the best part. The Daemon, the DYNAMIC- and "They" are so against it, that they turned it into a DEVIL.

Advocating For The (Devil) Dynamic

My own  powers of observation English chronology quite differently The QUEST for my own Dynamite is in the questions. Ask better questions and you get better answers. What age would I be if I didn't know what age I was? Boom! I am 20 with thirty-four years’ experience. I'm not just a dude. I'm Dyn-o-mite! 

Aging for me is just a bad habit I blew up a long time ago in a science experiment.  I'm not taking anything away from that  rabid I-gotta-win-Rod-Tidwell's---"BOO YA! Touchdown! I make miracles happen!"  line in Jerry Maguire. 

As I begin to compile what I’ve lived and learned, and I become a help in straightening out lives in the friendSHIPS and "students"  I’ve made/ meet  along the way,  my career after my career can affirm LIFE "chi"/Energy  and LIFE wisdom in this new ageless "age" I've accrued. I'm a Renaissance, MAN!

MonoMYTH verses MonoCULTURE- YOUR story verses THEIRS


Sure Forty  is the new 20,  Fifty,the new 30; but my obsession with you(th) is purely EGOnomics---Health is Wealth, and in this story telling economy, you get paid in a currency- called The Divine Payroll. Going out to sea is the infinity of hope, the preview of life's coming attractions where I have final cut in my own movie that I co-create(d).  This is not the manufactured ones  (Following The Rules/ Doing What You're Told) obeying that monoculture and your inner circle(s) testify about you:

What other people say about me is none of my business. It’s never too late to have a better childhood, or to throw off your past and continue to live. It would be a disgrace to go out in a group, or join the cult of the amateur and do this. I put the  ODD in God and Went Pro:  Becoming  my own AUTHORity and telling  my own story. 


Perfectly Imperfect-Making this right mistakes amounts to the opening of a destiny, simply by making "failures"  into voluntary acts. This joyful participation in changing the way I look at things, changes the things I look at. Life happens FOR me not TO me.

The irony is as you take that big cosmic U Turn, it will be  a unique, shape-shifting yet marvelously constant universally understood archi-typical  story that we find.  There is a  human NEED not a want, to tell stories. Mine is The Hero's Journey Meets The Cruise Ship's Journey. (A Working Title).

Most of the time I over promise myself for things I can deliver in 365 days and under promise things I can do in a decade-But when it comes to travel, I have advanced confidently in the direction of my dreams, turned my can’t into cans, and exceeded my expectations.

It took Picasso 60 years to paint like a child. He said,   “All you can dream about can become real.”. On my 50th Birthday, I left the Middle East and vowed that I wouldn't do gigs for the money. It was a return to  innocence. I Got The Call. I had done things for money, for others, now I was doing something for myself. Part Indiana Jones, Part Peace Corp Volunteer, I was getting in touch with my inner NOMAD again, who I left abandoned in the streets of Tokyo, Paris, Brussels, and Barcelona, 15 years earlier.

Life at (20+30) in Bangkok 
“ You can only quit  the company once” I was told by the HR guy,  a GS11 who as addicted to his monthly salary. “You got a one way ticket back to your home of record,  California right?” The correct answer to that question is always,  “Bangkok, Thailand, Sir”  He just rolled his eyes made the reservation, and said” The land of smiles. "Say Hi to the elephants and Buddhas”. I did. And the girls.

So I began (again) This time the gods of restlessness put me in a whirlpool of events and situations- a path that was waiting for me all the time- because I was following my bliss-well, actually my bliss was looking after me and following my progress, and everything was progress.  The road to excess leads to the palace of wisdom. 

Ultimately, striving through extremes to find the middle way. It's  been a blessing and (with every wish comes) a curse to  shed your skin like a snake The ability to throw off life and to continue to survive like a snake and just as the moon sheds it shadow. It's not good or bad, just NECESSARY.  Find Out What You Love. Let It Kill You So You Can be Born Again

Life at (20+32) in Fiji 
After, 3 consecutive months @sea. Days of the week suddenly become countries (If it’s Tuesday it must be Belgium) and   every time grid and dead line that came before is insignificant.  I no longer run  ON time, but  run WITHOUT time in waves of probability. That’s when clock strikes 13, melding into a kind of temporal limbo. Some of my best material comes from that spaciousness- The Gap- the space between things, where you become the notice of things, is eternity.  Blake says it like this -To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.

Eternity, however, has nothing to do with time. It is that dimension by which thinking of time cuts out. The experience of eternity here and now  AND is the function of  your life, 

Home is not where the heart is, it’s where your computer/brain is- It’s not a user friendly brain. It’s user illusionary.  Eternity is realizing the greater scheme of things, and being  a piece of heaven.

The YOUniverse is Karaoke Enlightenment On The Go ---A cheap imitation in a copycat fruit juiced-sandal wearing-hippie Los Angeles- land of fruits and nuts fast food monoculture. My universe is made of stories, not atoms: land, air and sea travel and the power of now. This blog has been an attempt to turn all that noise into storytelling. Instead of bringing back 3000 refrigerator magnets, I return from my trips with a collection of small but life-enhancing/ extending thoughts.

INITIATION Two Roads Appeared-I Got Lost

The cave you fear holds the  treasure you seek.

The dark night of the soul comes just before revelation. When everything is lost, and all seems darkness, then comes the new life and all that is needed.

Life at (20+33)in Australia 
REAL travel writing is about leading an interesting life and having a good time. It’s less about where you go and more about  who you go with or end up meeting along the way.  Being who you are and doing what you like when you like where you like.  Being There.

To live like a travel writer is better than to write about it. Travel by proxy, OPT Other People’s Thoughts, is not OPE, Other People’s Experiences. It’s not even OPM, Other People’s Money. The currency is DIY, Doing It Yourself and that is priceless. In fact Free is the radical price you pay for your own Personal travel of this sort. Sure there is the details of cost. Cost is what you pay but value is what you get. You can walk the painted line and do the Aristocratic grand tour of the world, the one in the Travel by proxy books, or you can go your own way- it’s more messy.

I went to Paris and ate a croissant and had an espresso at a cafe- What does that mean to you?  It’s not what we call something that gives it its substance.You can’t get  fed from the word croissant.  You can’t read about this stuff, you must undergo it. It’s a transitory ephemeral and capricious. Take a bite. The Mystics call this One Taste, like all the oceans, the salt has one taste. How inappropriate to call this place Planet Earth because it is surely all ocean, both literally and figuratively.

Everything transient has a calculus of its time within itself.  As I   pick up the pieces of the mathematical dust  created by PT (permanent travel)  and connect the dots of these “mini-retirements, the hardest arithmetic to do is counting my blessings, a  French word from blessure, which means “wound.” So, a blessing always has a dark side to it.

I am location neutral, untethered, unmoored, never dropping anchor too long;  one of an ever growing number of  the privileged homeless, where home is a feeling not a place.
Cruising hasn’t solved my problems (situations), it subsidizes them in a movable feast.

 Doing the math, from Zero to Infinity:


5-2=7. I am doing less yet   BEING   more. because the fewer  activities I  DO the  higher the value I can generate for  them. I am  one of the new rich-time affluent  geeks with beacoup bandwidth  of mobility and individualism.

1+1=infinity. Motion creates an emotional algebra where environment creates mood. Tomorrow may be the busiest day of the week, but the future is already here, and evenly distributed. It can come from nowhere else but the energies of the psyche.

 2+2 = 5.  Is the fuzzy logic in the superstition of materialism, that shared hallucination that says you MUST  purchase freedom in a two week vacation.

Freedom is free. It is not for sale. The Secret is about results, flow is about process rather than achievement. The Law OF Attraction is misstated. I  don’t  attract what I  want. I attract what I am. All the  "happy" accidents, seem uncoordinated when they happen, fooled by the randomness, in reverse, seem  more orderly, plotted out by a fiction writer.

Sailing   around the world, provides   a legitimate short cut for taking things with gratitude instead of for granted. My Adventures ,which are  nothing more than bad planning, more often than not, turn  into synchronicity--- being in the right place at the right time.  Graced moments and a strong dose of magic lift the spirit and remind you that you are on the right path. The experiences at sea have  turned my can’t into cans and leveraged my dreams into Serendipity-You Will Be Helped By Hidden Hands.



RETURN Sea Change- 20,000 Leagues Inside My Brain

The meaning of life- I Got One-the meaning of life is about the experience of realizing that your dreams have come true. That your make-believe world has become REAL.

Life at (20+34) in Panama 
Digital narcissism and singing my praises-me,me,me,me,me are over.  No self/no enemy. When you get out of the way, you get more sublime.  But you have to be a SOMEbody before you can be this NObody. Slaying the inner dragons of monoculture is easy compared to slaying the dragon of ones own holding on to the self.

It’s time to give credit where and when credit is due. The most extraordinary aspects of my being didn't come from me. The spark(s) of epiphanies that I occasionally get are less about being a genius  and more about having a genie---Making  Wishes.

My Sea Life as an Accidental Sailor , based on a true story is downright paranormal. How the hell did I get here? Whatever talent I possess(ed)  is  most def on loan from some deity, some unimaginable source and force for some exquisite portion of  time, to be passed on when I am finished.

Showing Up. Being T/Here is 99%. But that other 1% is the difference between   lightening and a lightening bug  If you build it, you will leave- Fear is for folks who don't get out very much. Outdoors Is In!

"When you define me, you negate me'--so let me tell my own idiosyncratic story. My autobiography gives dignity and meaning to me and the universe.

I'm beginning to think that maybe it's not just how much I love being at sea. Maybe what matters is who I am when I’m  doing it. I’m my best self.   Character is doing what’s right when no one is looking. 

All of ones problems come from the inability to spend time quietly alone in ones "room".
As much as I detest   the travel (sometimes) —I love the writing and the introspection—the virtuous delights of organizing a disorganized country, itinerary or culture, and comparing it to my state of mind at that moment , stripping away the inessential and the second-rate, classifying all that remains in neat, terse blog posts, building a solid foundation with the bricks that these ports of call and at sea have thrown at me. Every blog post is an act of love and contribution. There is freedom to live in the wisdom and power to serve others and share the ecstasy of stepping into another world and not just do the ordinary day-to-day things but being a magical helper, continuing The Souls High Adventure - An I For An Island- There Is  Life After Luau


All the time. It is miraculous. I even have a superstition that has grown on me as a result of invisible hands coming all the time - namely, that if you do follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in your field of bliss, and they open doors to you. I say, follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be. Joseph Campbell (1904 - 1987)
Thanks to Bill Moyers, and  Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, the Doubleday editor, whose interest in the ideas of Joseph Campbell was the prime mover in the publication of The Power of Myth.

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Proust decided he’d done enough living by age 30 and decided to spend the rest of his life processing the life he’d lived in a book called Remembrance Of   Things Past.

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 I found the loophole in The System too - If  I started my own blog- Hotel @nyware,  then I automatically had a job. Yet I continue(d) to travel because I needed more “content” and continue to do freelance work whenever I run out of cash.

Every day is a journey," wrote Basho, "and the journey itself is home. I am Basho on a frequent flyer pass, with complimentary mojo on take-off. What am I on?—I don’t do drugs I am drugs. I’m A 1 man National Geographic ON that everywhere trip.






Self-Employment was made harder because I had such a difficult boss, and, more than that, in a digital economy- Information wants to be free. Jay Z said it best “ I’m not a businessman. I’m a business, man!”  They say, until you get paid for something you love doing--it's just a hobby. I am on the divine payroll.  The Myth of Homer's Epic Odyssey are  public dreams. My dreams of cruising around the world  are private myths. Until now.

YOLO, Stuck between the Hotel California Syndrome---Check out anytime but never leave--- and Hunter S. Thompson’s "If you're not living on the edge, you're taking too much room" approach.  I have been able to fuel both worlds, living large on cruise ships, MAXING OUT and blogging about it- Literature in a hurry. 

If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up (on a cruise ship). Hunter S. Thompson

Hours of boredom, moments of hysteria, everyday I go out of my  ind in order to come to my senses at sea.  Cruising is the IN to my sane, my own private religion where the bulk of my soul and spirit has been invested. Ed Reif Read More 
@Sea-An I For An Island

 My T.O.E. Time On Earth  doesn’t always read as a legible diary or even a larger than Life  BIO that is so off-the-chain  that I have no time for reflection and need a ghostwriter. The best thing I can say is that I am ACTING AS IF- As if it had been my intention all along- With that very empowering thought I evoke my WILL and get to say Life happens FOR me not TO me.
 The whole damn  adventure is its own payday — but it's gotta be, and it is  dangerous, risky  and has the mountain tops and the valleys--- all of them beyond control.  My Myth lets me  know where I am @.

I know both sides because I am both sides- First, there is: If it’s Tuesday, it must be Brussels  fast and furious march of stupidity called Tourism. Next, there is:  the excess and hedonism bucket-list - Read More @9 Cruises I had To Go On Before I Died
What better place to do it all then on a ship--The perfect combination---the silence of the cloister with - the license of the brothel: The live/examine days at sea and the live/relax moments in the ports of call.  

Being awake and mindful is a great attitude to inform my blog posts.  Mindfulness is sort of a continuous  attitude that makes this larger narrative process   and make it more productive.

I Have Had All The Disadvantages Required For Success
 on the Hero's Journey, no money, no time, no opportunity. 

ONLY Acting AS IF..

I Myth  You Joseph Campbell     

Telling your own story


Put the He/r in Hero. Don’t RENT your life, OWN it. Live Your Dream(s) Now, not your Back-Up Plan Later. Read More at Escape TO Reality Motion creates emotion and emotion is the key to living the hero's Journey NOW.

Time, Money, opportunities- It is not about finite resources but resourcefulness- Free isn’t  just an option when you go your own way and tell your own story, it’s the inevitable endpoint, a force of economic gravity  that is #winning at this radical  price @ $0/day. And yes there are the unknown unknowns and the Black Swan, rare but highly consequential events that will inhabit your journey and make you take a service job of last resort for a few weeks, days, hours ---Barista’s, Ditch Diggers, Grass Cutters ---Rock On! Guys with the logo baseball caps.

Capitalism is creative destruction and so is Deep Story. It’s  transformative.


Nirvana-Come As You Are
Money isn't the root of all evil, boredom is the root of all evil, a spiritual anorexia- the despairing refusal to be oneself. The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are, once you let go of the life you have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for you. Live your dream not your back up plan.


The Golden Rule- Infinite Smile
An authority is someone who authors our collective story, telling us what is “true.” We often tell ourselves these stories, take refuge in them and become intimately acquainted with these narratives, but when we tell our own story—and write our own autobiography, we truly begin to live more consciously and unfold our own myth.


On Board

What is my yoga- My yoga is being on cruise ships.

There are 3 types of PPL. Those who are alive, those who are dead,
and those who are at sea- Happy 10 Years Dr Pierre and 11 Sarah E Kennedy

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