the [road] journey returns – part three/b
cleveland- (pictures of pictures)
we sit in the kitchen and he tells me the story of why he’s here. he first experienced synchronicity at the end of 2012. six months later he started a journey: he’ll have a dream of a place and if he receives manifestation of that place through coincidence or sign, he’ll go. he’s let go of all material and travels with only the clothes on his back and an old flip-phone that he’s ready to lose
he believes his purpose is to prophetically share his testimony with others experiencing synchronicity and let them know, “they’re not alone and have no reason to feel fear.” his ah-ha moment came at a time of particular darkness immersed in what he calls a world of meth and internet porn. i want to believe him
listening to eddie money’s baby hold on (1977)
the [road] journey returns – part two
through indiana and into ohio
i rev and zip two-lane country roads: farm-to-market roads, county-line roads with the windows down and the sunroof open. their farm is lit between the clouds on an unassuming pasture a couple hundred yards up off the county road.
leaving city-life, the two nestled out a piece of the family plot. leaving city-life for the country is exactly what i’m joining my friends from part one to do. maybe it’s what we all want to do. he’s wearing a buckeyes shirt. hers is d.a.r.e. the five-leaf clover is real.
listening to tony allen & afrika 70’s progress (1977)
the [road] journey returns – part one
west to the rockies and back
listening to john fogerty’s keep on chooglin – live
st. louis / chicago
listening to jefferson starship’s miracles (1975)
south st. louis
listening to föllakzoid’s iii (2015)
at target. they’re climbing on everything. i’m buying a lamp, seems like a good idea: more light. we see each other, “you’re awesomeeee”– they pull the headphones out for a listen: Spaceman 3 and they approve. the saints: olivia, jackie, and gg. a cosmic collision for the few days gg and jackie set olivia up for school in saint louis.
that evening they’re at drinks. jackie’s texting how hungry she is, i haven’t eaten all day: though i bought a lamp. it’s 1:44a and we walk into to one of the diner institutions on the south side but it’s cold (physically and metaphorically) and there’s not enough room for us, who seem to need it all.
a bumper sticker on the institution warns: eat rite or don’t eat at all – we have 15 minutes before my favorite spot closes, “or don’t eat at all?” challenge accepted. i drive as fast as i can to get there in time. but when olivia asks about speeding cameras and i brag that this stretch of road’s not patrolled – then we get pulled over. clock’s ticking.
photo by jackie (a few days later)