Ramblings

Disconnected Thoughts

Life Goes On

In this life, I’ve grown up having several close knit groups of friends, and for that I am grateful. But in recent years, since high school, I’ve noticed more and more people moving on and figuring out life for themselves, which is awesome. Its just been a struggle lately overcoming those lost connections. Yet, people deserve to live their own lives, and do what is best for them, as selfish as it may sound. This is something I’m learning to deal with. In recent months, past nine or so, I’ve had many great friends that just seem to up and disappear when its convenient for them, and that sucks. But it’s not all bad.

I’m learning to appreciate the new faces and encounters that I’ve been given opportunity to experience, and I believe that is more important than dwelling on the past, as hard as it may sound. To dwell on the past is to want something that once was, to relive those Incredible moments in time that are so fond in my heart. But instead, I’m realizing that It is better to appreciate those moments as great memories and not try to relive them. Instead, I’m going out into this world and doing my best to create new distinct memories and experiences and relationships with people that I might not meet otherwise.

I’ve found myself taking the people still in my life for granted, and missing those from my past. This has been a bad cycle in my life and hasn’t helped me at all. Instead, I am going to start appreciating the people that are still around, and accept new faces into my life. I think this will work.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind!

Something I’ve been thinking about lately, trying to keep my controlled spaces organized and specific rather than cluttered and overwhelming. It’s an incredibly relieving feeling for me to know exactly where everything is in my room/house/kitchen and what have you, and all of the random clutter that I see and think about everyday is in its place, so that I don’t have to think about it unless I need it.  It creates a more desirable and positive aura for my room, something that I could use right now. Otherwise, it easily becomes a mere warm shell filled with all of my worldly possessions that I choose to inhabit.

I’ve also been thinking a lot about how I want my life to be more productive. I want it to be filled with things that I truly enjoy and can learn from, rather than an endless list of mindless activities; robotic repetitious behavior that I have been conned into thinking benefits me. I’ve been selling and donating the material possessions that I no longer have use for, or believe to be unproductive in my current life. I am also doing this in attempts to minimize my material attachment in this life, and also to make life easier when I finally get around to traveling the country/world. Sooner than later, I hope.

These Quotes stand out to me, I CAN SEE IT!

"I can hear a collective rumbling in America."

"This great society is going SMASH!"

American Brainwashing

We need some major changes in this country, but that could be said about most countries in this world. America just happens to be one of the more “Secretly” corrupt. Our government/media is too good at hiding the truth from our public, and the general public no longer cares to hear it. They are convinced that our freedoms are secure and that we are safe and that we no longer need to vote for things that matter. 

I often wonder where we rank among the most brainwashed countries in the world. Top ten? Top five? We can’t be too far off from North Korea. The difference is, currently, we have the power to seek out the truth, they don’t. And we are slowly losing that power, partially because people in this country no longer care to hear the truth. Knowledge of current events is a very powerful thing. And we are slowly losing that power to educate ourselves on said current events. 

Everyone that lives in this country has fought for freedom that this country is based on, and the freedoms that we’ve been given access to since that time. If our government thinks we are about to just give up those freedoms without a fight, they are very clouded in their beliefs. We, as a nation, aren’t nearly as weak as the minds of Germany when the Nazi’s took over, and I fear that soon we are going to get into a Civil War/Violent Revolution with our government. I fear that a civil war is going to break out if they keep passing laws like the current Citizen Imprisonment Law, It’s absurd and I absolutely don’t want a Civil War in this country, I hope we aren’t pushed in that direction.

Judgement

My name is Wesley Alonzo, and I am a bike rider. I simply love it. To me, it is very artistic, a way of life. I get to see the world from a completely different perspective than most people do these days. The mass of people I encounter seem to be so caught up in the technologies that surround them and are no longer truly able to appreciate the natural world and the beauty that we can choose to see in it. People seem to think that we are bigger, stronger, more powerful than the planet that we live on, and choose to abuse it thinking that there wont be any repercussions. I don’t believe that for a second, but even If I did, I would much rather live peacefully with this planet and respect it for giving us the chance and ability to inhabit this earth. 

I was biking today on College, the Main Road in this town, following all of the street laws and being a respectful legal vehicle. In just a 5 minute period while riding this road, I was honked at four to five times, yelled at a few times, and then at a red light a college student and his friends decided to pull up next to me and start telling me to ride on the sidewalk (Which is illegal) and that I was breaking the law. He proceeded to call me a faggot and a hippy, for choosing to ride a bike and not drive around. I kindly told him that I was a legal vehicle, and that this my mode and choice of transportation, and that he should educate himself before telling people they aren’t allowed to ride on the road. He continued yelling at me until the light turned green, and I kindly waved at him as they sped off, merging into my lane instantly after passing me *Illegally because it was in the middle of an intersection*.  The nerve and ignorance of some people, I just don’t get it. 

I don’t know if this guy was trying to impress his lady friends in the back seat, *which baffles me as to why anyone would be impressed by unnecessary and violent speech towards a complete stranger that was of no harm to them* or if he just likes to pick fights with people for no damn good reason. It seems he is quite consumed with ignorance and seems to have no intention on educating himself of the real world anytime soon. People ask for their freedoms, but once they’ve achieved every freedom that they want for themselves, they become selfish and no longer want to help anyone else. They become stuck in their beliefs and are unable to be open to new ideas or the concept of accepting others regardless of their personal interests and political opinions. Hypocrites. 

Call me what you will, but I stand by my actions and choose to bike because it is a part of who I am. I am an environmentalist, I don’t believe that it is necessary to use fossil fuels every time I want to leave the house. I think this is quite excessive, an extreme waste of resources, and a disgusting habit that has developed to an extent quite possibly beyond repair. Cars promote laziness, obesity, and pollution. They are expensive and incredibly inefficient. And in a town like Fort Collins, you don’t need anything other than a bike. 

I love my bike, and I love this planet. These things aren’t changing anytime soon.

Horsetooth Reservoir

Today, on a whim, my friend Graham Hallett and I decided to bike up the hillside that leads up and around Horsetooth Reservoir! It was quite the experience, I see myself back up there again soon. This was my first time truly mountain biking, on extreme hills, and I think I underestimated the challenge, as I spend just about everyday biking in town. But yes, biking in the mountains is a completely new realm of difficulty, the more you know.

Anyway, there were three major hills. The first hill, the longest and most deceiving *As you finally think you’ve made it to the top, you come around a bend and there is another 500+ ft. to go!* got the best of me, and I decided to walk up the last bit, as my heart was racing and I hadn’t properly prepared for the ride, was feeling somewhat dehydrated already! I drank some water, and that was that. Hills number two and three seemed to be easier, but still a challenge, by the third hill I could really feel my Gluts and Calves really burning, which was great! 

We encountered a few bikers on the way, a couple of ladies yelled at us “Look, There’s naked hat clan!” *As we were not wearing shirts and both had beanies on* Made me laugh. Another Female biker suited up in Full Cycle gear sped past us, and urged me to pick up my pace. I made attempts to race her up the third hill, but she was clearly more seasoned than I. Good fun. Our ultimate destination of course was none other than the home of Thrifty Astronaut! Also known as Nick Jones, an old friend of both of ours. Here, we were greeted by a barking skiddish dog named Callie *The barking did not help my lightheaded dehydrated mind* and all the good nutrition you could ask for after a ride like this! Nuts, Bananas, Water, and some Indian Spiced French Fries! Excellent. From there, we proceeded to listen to a new Christmas track Nick made for the upcoming Act So Big Forest annual Christmas Compilation. Thanks Nick for sharing your music with the world!

We departed Nicks shortly after the 20 minute traditional drum circle occurred, and were back down the mountainside. The trip back was relieving and exhilarating, mostly downhill getting up to 30+ miles an hour! Took less than half the time to make it down the mountain, SO GOOD! And the spectacular view was much easier to appreciate when you aren’t focused on the challenge that is climbing the mountain. 

I love nature, and I love my bike. 

newsflick:

Muslims to NYPD: ‘Respect us, we will respect you’
Hundreds of Muslims prayed in a lower Manhattan park and marched to New York Police headquarters Friday to protest a decade of police infiltrating mosques and spying on Muslim neighborhoods.
Bundled in winter clothes, men and women knelt as the call to prayer echoed off the cold stone of government buildings. 
“Being Muslim does not negate our nationality,” Imam Talib Abdur-Rashid told the crowd of about 500 gathered in Foley Square, not far from City Hall and local courthouses. “We are unapologetically Muslim and uncompromisingly American.” (source)

newsflick:

Muslims to NYPD: ‘Respect us, we will respect you’

Hundreds of Muslims prayed in a lower Manhattan park and marched to New York Police headquarters Friday to protest a decade of police infiltrating mosques and spying on Muslim neighborhoods.

Bundled in winter clothes, men and women knelt as the call to prayer echoed off the cold stone of government buildings. 

“Being Muslim does not negate our nationality,” Imam Talib Abdur-Rashid told the crowd of about 500 gathered in Foley Square, not far from City Hall and local courthouses. “We are unapologetically Muslim and uncompromisingly American.” (source)

(Source: newsflick, via aughog-deactivated20130319)

Lee Camp, now there is a real politician, but moreso, a real person.

Writer’s Block?

Already? This can’t be. I just gotta find something to write about. I’m starting to get back into the standard groove in my life. But I’m still confident, and still standing by my beliefs, that much I know. I must keep this light from dying, keep the energy moving. It is too beautiful to just let go. I plan on going up to the mountains this weekend. With many people, old and new, that I care for dearly. It will be a good group, a good time, we will be with nature. Mother Earth. Please call me a hippy, if you classify people with biased definitions. I’ve been getting hippy a lot lately. 

People don’t like to talk about serious things, that is a big mistake. It’s time to allow yourself to let it all out. Be open. Open minded. And real. 

It’s called the American Dream , because you have to be asleep to believe it.

—George Carlin