RT4: Phauxtog weighs in on waiting it out

I'm thinking about the road trip that's only one month away... these things come to mind: Vistas. Panoramas. Breathtaking views. Open road. Skiing. Canada! Seattle! The Canadian Rockies! Portland! The Pacific Ocean. 

Potential. Progress. Presence. Authenticity. Expansion. Refinement.

One thing I've realized being a passionate night (photo)sentiographer for so long is that is easily perceived as darkness, over time, becomes something much closer to day.

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Four minutes exposed, and night becomes day. Thoughts, over time, expose deeper meaning much the same way.

I've been on an expansive path for a few years now, and the more I learn about myself, the more I know I can be more, do more, achieve more of my dreams. Coffee and cigarettes may fuel my body in the morning, but passion and dreams fuel my choices. I choose to pursue an open-ended road trips because it enables possibilities. Thinking in terms on long exposure, I wish that the 10 day road trip were two months. 

Why? It's certainly not vacation greed; I enjoy my day job very much. No, I know that I would get much deeper insights over a longer stay away from my daily existence. Much like a 15 minute exposure

reveals a bright city bustling even in moonlight behind a darkened and forgotten rail transfer station and glassy water that is the visual sum of all its movement, I am thinking about what the total experience would equal over a period six times longer.

My best guesses:

• I would discover that I have larger goals that are dismissed out of practicality  
• I would meet other people experiencing a similar freedom from "normal" life
• I would relax more than I have in ten years
• I would come up with previously unfound and potentially amazing creative ideas
• I would find twenty more places I would consider living

Why am I even doing this mental exercise? Am I ungrateful for this 10-day window? Not at all - I live for this. And I ask myself because I want to push a boundary. That being that I have a fairly standard schedule to my life. I am grateful for its consistency, but I wonder if I am using my time the best I can... I am certainly growing in many facets: career, knowledge, skill, etc. but something feels like it wants to explode out of the gate - my creativity. and nine'ish hours a day allow only restricted access to that.

All that out of the way, Rt4 is one month away and it's gonna be one hell of a ride. We have a surprise or two for you, and I'm sure we'll be served some of our own ;)

So, start counting the days. Seattle, here we come!

We're Spam-free now, and feel much better.

I once enjoyed the life of a spammer. But the overall effect was net negative, and once that realization descended upon me and slapped me around for a bit, I left the spam business. I am now a sentographer, and I record feelings/consciousness with a specially-modified camera system and a host of techniques. These were taught to me by my guru, who lives under the Brooklyn bridge in a floating darkroom. Or maybe I just love being a photographer. Or maybe I am fronting as a photographer while practicing the act of sentography. You can decide for yourself when you meet me in some bar, at a pool table, on a city street or on a back country road between here and there... And perhaps I will get to know you a little better, too. That's what I look forward to, after all.

As of this post, I leave the names "SpamZalot" and "spammer" behind me without a second thought. You may now address me (should you wish to) by:

Phauxtog