Thursday 28 February 2013

The Return of The Prodigal Son


And just like that the prodigal son, along with his ego too evidently, has returned for a third time. I won’t come up with excuses but am completely of the belief a combination of circumstances, dependence, Australia and the infinite idle, are to blame for my third disappearance. I am now back on the road though in a different way to my Australia adventure, as much as anything because I now have access to electricity, something we take for granted but which has been until recently a rare treat.

A great deal has changed in the last year and a half. You know this too of course because you too have lived your life, and i hope observed it’s twists and turns along the way. Fot starts I have lines in my face I did not once have, I have new pieces of metal attached to me and my dreds have grown in number, length and ‘coolness’, add to that my computer screen is now damaged and permanently pink and you can have a fair idea of what is reflecting back at me right now. But then as I’m sure you’re also aware, it’s not all about the physical, and I’ve gone through a great deal in this prolonged absence. I’ve smiled, frowned, nearly cried, opened my heart a little, allowing women into it  in a way I haven’t for years, enjoyed the company of those whose friendship I know I can rely on for a lifetime while longing for my own, and embraced my own when finally after eleven and a half months I finally had a day to myself. I allowed the ancient land to make me a man and the city it’s cowering lost bitch. I drove thirty-thousand kilometres in a car nobody thought would get out of Tasmania and experienced absolute silence before absolute noise.

I believe Australia came along into my life at the time it did because I needed to begin my transformation into what I can become. Australia is an ancient wild land and will not only strip everything back to basics but will show you who you really are in the process. Of course it wasn’t just Australia I have been to since you last heard from me as I spent a month in Burma prior to my adventure down under, and at the time had so much to write about the friendliest people on earth that it became so daunting I didn’t write anything at all. But enough of this build up. I have a lot to say but will go into this in the next few pieces. This was supposed to just be me saying hello but I went a got myself carried away and excitable.

 So, hello, and it’s good to be back.