Thought That Was Strange To See You Again

Kinder harder to wake up and not know who you are. I did that today. So later in this day I shaved my head. Clean. I need change, I need to change. That is all. I'm on my own personal journey now, the betterment of my soul. I need this.

Maybe It's The Warmer Climate

I went to the flag retirement ceremony to take photos. I didn't get very good shots; however, I had an eye opener that was amazing. One of our elders scouts on camp, at the end of the ceremony, spoke of how our freedom is in danger. How we must defend it, and if we don't we're all in jeopardy.

I have a problem with that. Who are we fighting against? Those massive standing armies that want to take away our freedom, or the countries that dislike our societies invading theirs? Seriously, a flag retirement ceremony. I do understand though that many died for our sake to be 'free' and to live the life we live. So during the ceremony I walked up behind a co-worker and she stated, "wow you walk loud."

"why does it matter?" I responded.

"You gotta show respect!" She replied. So, show respect? Showing respect for the individuals who are participating in the ceremony I understand, but the flag?

A piece of cloth that is made in China, and that piece of cloth represents our country. One that invades other countries on false pretenses. One that fabricates stories on how they are evil. What is worse, a blow job in the oval office or this butt fuck of war my generation will have to pay off?

Only Noise, Now It's Gone

Found it today

The

Only noise

I have

Of you,

Haunted me

Left the heart

Drained;

Buried in love

Ignoring signs

Drowned out

By your attacks;

Tired

Sitting

Watching

This only noise of

Yours

Hitting the delete

Rips her

From my life;

Quiet now

Hard to imagine

Now

What it was

We had;

This only noise

Of you,

Assassinated

So It Goes

So starts another week at camp. Think we've worked out the kinks in program; however, one thing irks me. The owner of Whitewater Express, the company we go rafting through, is on a board in the Atlanta Area Council. So basically he makes sure he has business no matter what. He feeds himself customers through the scouts and it's amazing.

He complained to us about how it costs so much to bring the buses down to our camp, so he needs the exact numbers. I've estimated he makes around $3K a day. His guides costs him 250$ and the buses are 400$. So he doesn't get his maximum profit, but no worries he's doing it for the scouts. How it is, so it goes.

Dealing with this bureaucratic organization is well how do I put it? Wonderful. It's great to be told by a man that doesn't work here that there are no bikes allowed on camp. Only in the bike cage, which is outside. One thing though, this adventure will make me more experienced when I'm plunged into the depths of a job.