I'm sitting here, in the passenger seat of my house, trying to write words to the song I wrote the other day for Heaven. Odd that some song that could or could not impact the world, could be written while sitting in an RV, in the Aloha RV Park, somewhere in the middle of the Silicon Valley, on a Tuesday afternoon. Its an odd lens with which to view the world. It all looks a little different when viewed past the Fat Man and the Retard. (these being my loving names for the freak show that live next door. did you know a L'il Rascal can be used as a car? well it can!)

Somehow there's something, something! I'm supposed to see, or learn, or feel, or realize or discover or uncover, or SOMETHING!, I'm supposed to get from living in this place.

It has something to do with....

www.packagedliving.com

www.compact living.com

www.mobileliving.com

www.independence.com

www.dinosaurs.com

www.overpopulation.com

www.classstruggle.com

www.retirement.com

www.disposablesociety.com

www.selfdefinition.com

www.rebellion.com

www.Japan.com

www.entitlement.com

Last night I researched turning your RV "green". For about $5000, the amount dI just spent saving my cat's life, you can make your RV totally self sustaining. You could buy a piece of property, anywhere but preferably in the forest near the ocean in Northern California, landscape the land with beautiful food gardens and medicinal plants, get water from your well and electricity from the sun and VOILA! You have everything you need to live in total luxury with a tiny carbon footprint! For very little money you can buy an older RV from craigslist, and make it a guesthouse! You could get a whole bunch of them if you want. For like $100,000, you can create a whole compound that is practically self sufficient.

There must be something about this that I am supposed to do something with....

Why, otherwise, would I be here? And not just be here, but, still loving it more than when it started.

There's something here.

I just don't know what it is yet.