Life is a journey, with unclear goals, unfolding towards an unknown destination. Everything about it is just so strange, so mesmerizing, so awe.
The way people live their lives, the things they do, the routes they follow, biological and social. Like a production line.
Meme phrases and knowledge frames plague the common mind, stereotypes, predictability, roles and models.
Life is to be lived in such a way that you create, contribute, not harm, advance and enjoy on the way. All comprised of smaller and bigger journeys that we all undertake. Journeys that bring transitions on the way, from within and from without.
The transition from childhood, to teenagehood and adultness is so amazing, so perplexing, confusing, maybe disenchanting at some point, a fun journey it is, full of impressions, experience and tons of new knowledge. Finding your place in this life can really be a hard thing to figure. Your best implication that will utilize the most out of you and bring you maximum fulfillment and satisfaction. Especially when your horizons are expanded wide and their skies filled with rebellious vibe. An unsettled soul that searches for something still not found, maybe it is the search for yourself that bothers and stirs from within. Between chapters in life, standing still in contemplation, in self-reflection and spiritual gestation towards ever progressing maturity and clarity in realization.
These three months in New York were a blast. Traveling in different places and meeting with new cultures is always so enriching with knowledge and experience. The experience grows you from within. Yeah, I grew a lot and learned a lot, gained new knowledge and wisdom in between. The time spent here was enriching indeed, even though a lot of negatives and tough emotions, still these were enriching too. A lot. I appreciate everything, the way it went to be and the way I stirred it. It is all interconnected, potentials pop up, you either take them or you don't, you either create them or you don't.
The last three weeks were a complete nut house. I haven't drank and hanged pointlessly so much since I was in my teens, really. It was pretty cool, very refreshing and unconventional. I saw the city from a pretty unique perspective, from the streets that is. The people on the streets, the signs, the messages, the street art, expressions and life. I got in touch with the vibe of NYC outside, the general vibe of its people in the bus, in the metro, on the streets, lol. At night there are mostly freaks, homeless people, criminals and general hanger-outs outside, along with us, who fit somewhere in between. Ah, crazy. There were a few days, if so, when we didn't drank. Tonight we went to Le Souk again, a pretty cool oriental-themed club with good music too. We visited a few other places as well, but mostly we just hanged outside on the streets, drinking and walking. A lot of walking, lol. Urban hiking is so fun, the coolest thing in new cities. The best way to feel the vibe of a city too. Oh yes, I loved New York. I still think the people are weird, weird they are, such a collective psychological machine, so weird. Anyway, the city, the action, the vibe, the architecture, I love it. I will definitely be back, at a more settled time of my life though.
Me and Samantha walked around some good time. We went to 242 Str. on Broadway, to Far Rockaway, lol, around Brooklyn and mostly a lot around downtown Manhattan. She is a walker alright, we met each other. We will meet again, later on. Same place, different time. My flight is due a few hours later on and I feel like nostalgic really. I always feel like that leaving new and interesting places. I felt like that leaving Dubai and Cairo too. I have to say that from both of these places, here i have the worst living conditions. Horrible, I don't think I can stand that old and grows house anymore, my clothes get saturated with its smell, terrific really. Oh yeah, smells. I got crazy with smells here, so weird. Amazingly weird, so many different, peculiar, funny and perplexing smells I haven't experienced anywhere else. So strange. Crazy. One of the crazy experiences I had here. I will miss Samantha and the city too. Michael.... I don't think so, though I will remember him. He brought these feelings in me, it is something that stays with you.. forever I guess. As much as "forever" can apply to the mere expanse of human life. Anyway, I will never see him again. But I will see Samantha, we made an agreement to meet each other here again after a few years, she will be more mature and me even more so, lol.
I have never spent so much time in McDonalds in my life so far, also. The venues of this fast food chain here are such interesting places to be, filled with all kinds of peoples from all over the world, noisy crowds, free WiFi and they also seem to have a tolerant policy towards hanger-ins, and also homeless people, which are often to be met sitting quietly or sleeping at some corner table at night. Such a unique atmosphere, I guess.
We hanged some good bit of time in and around Times Square too. Such a chaotic place, so hipnotizing with all these flashing banners, the hub place of commercialized culture. Which is not such a bad thing in the end, provided it is not that zombifying and legal-fraud-oriented. Like, the prices here are displayed without tax, so when you see a price, it is not what you will actually pay in the end. This is a strange thing. I mean, so deceptive and insincere. Elements like this are the negative part of the commercial culture here.
I have to go. Got to pack and wait for the landlord to give my security deposit back. He is kind of a jerk really. We have to pull out the weeds around the house as part of the rent, which is pretty weird. And the bead sheets didn't came clean too. Anyway, the housing here was horrible. I can't wait to sleep in my own bead at home, so sweet and comfy. Yeah, got to go, Bye NYC, see you again later on.