The real damage is done by those millions who want to 'survive.' The honest....

  
The real damage is done by those millions who want to 'survive.' The honest... men who just want to be left in peace. Those who don’t want their little lives disturbed by anything bigger than themselves. Those with no sides and no causes. Those who won’t take measure of their own strength, for fear of antagonizing their own weakness. Those who don’t like to make waves—or enemies. Those for whom freedom, honour, truth, and principles are only literature. Those who live small, mate small, die small. It’s the reductionist approach to life: if you keep it small, you’ll keep it under control. If you don’t make any noise, the bogeyman won’t find you. But it’s all an illusion, because they die too, those people who roll up their spirits into tiny little balls so as to be safe. Safe?! From what? Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn.

Cycling. Javelin throwing

 Well, this is unexpected but very promising. It's very minimal testing, tomorrow will be the opportunity to test it. Your paragraph the skins and relatively pointed relaxed feet are the javelin. The femur stump about an inch and a half or two back from the knee area is the hand holding the javelin. From my brief experience with it in high school the notion is that the javelin is to be unfortunate observed during the launch, no stress of any sort on the javelin except exactly in the direction it's going to go. In addition to this notion, also the notion of keeping that jablin from either the retraction extreme or the forward extreme that would exert any stress on it. Several days ago among the discoveries was the notion of the legs being out of control and that that was actually desirable. There's an element of that here as well, if the legs from that femur stump outward feel it all under control then something's wrong.

And similarly the javelin is drawn back by the arm also without perturbing the javelin at all so very very linear and this seems really really really right and promising.

We seem to have moved past something that yesterday and earlier today in very brief ride seemed very promising and probably was a stepping stone. The notion that going forward was to call Jose bounce in the bye close to the groin. Unlike the bounce of a basketball directly off some forward on scene situation and directly back. This prompted by thinking about conventional cycling where there seems to be that sort of bouncing back which is a phenomenon of the coiled leg coming to the extremes of the crank situation.

My religion is the 250 verses where I talk about and show how to live in this world. All the rest is your Christianity.

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Mission. Cycling. We're bleeding.

 

We'll be okay, and it's not James blood. But it's our blood. Oh man, poor Sol. A Thousand Miles, 40% of the way to California, about 45 days so far, the shortest solar days of the year behind us. and he's saying, stop man. We got problems. We need repairs and it's too cold to be working Outdoors, oh well. Three flat tires yesterday. Two so far today. Right hand trailer wheel wobbling. Seat back support broken. Cycle analyst, the brain, totally Haywire. 12-volt system in the cab and the trailer both blown out. Torque sensor crazy. Brakes in bad need of replacement and or adjustment. Long pedal chain in bad need of adjustment. Trailer motor chain adjustment.... tomorrow morning I'll see if the Walmart will allow me to stay a second night presuming that there's no problem tonight. And maybe a third. We're not in any danger, were very tired. But we're okay. It won't kill us, will grow.

Update. Work in progress. Hands get numb but other than that we're okay. Walmart seems to be very accommodating for a day or two working on the vehicle here. That's a great Mercy. The wobble in the rear trailer wheel has been diagnosed and replacement parts on order and things are solidified so we can be safe until we get to the parts in a week.

Cycling. Take number 2 trillion and 1. Our last logs?

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If you look in the photo archive for this day there are a couple more extraordinarily important bonus videos.