Am I a Christian? What in the hell does that word even mean? Am I of Westboro Baptist that hates gays? Do I want to kill abortion doctors? Am I a Christian that for the first 1950 years had no thoughts about abortion, never breathed a word about abortion, as Jesus never breathed a word about abortion, or of the last 50 years where it's the only thing that matters ever since some evil folks in the Republican party and the fundamentalists realized it would be politically advantageous? Am I focused on getting a condo in the sky and avoiding burning in hell for eternity, two things about which Jesus never breathed a word and never conceived of? Am I a Christian United for Israel, a country Jesus and all the prophets he revered would have condemned, because they want to see a war between the Jews and the Muslims to bring about Armageddon so that these Christians get raptured into heaven while the rest of us are slaughtered? Am I a millionaire pastor with less chance of pleasing Jesus then a camel has of getting through the eye of a needle? Do I go into some church building, something that Jesus never spoke of, never did, never advocated? Do I profess Jesus as my Lord and Savior, something that Jesus never called for never advocated and condemned as lip service? Am I of all hundreds of denominations, or which particular one, virtually all claiming to be the only true one? I could go on. Am I of a cult that systemically abuses children women and boys sexually? My God, I'm absolutely not a Christian, nor should you be, and neither was Jesus ever or would he be today. They are the scribes and Pharisees under his brand, which he condemned then and would condemn now. James
2.26.2022
I too often forget. This Mission belongs to all that have put a piece of their soul into it, in that proportion. Some gigantic, some tiny, if it's soul, they are owners. Countless now.
I too often forget. This Mission belongs to all that have put a piece of their soul into it, in that proportion. Some gigantic, some tiny, if it's soul, they are owners. Countless now.
Search your soul, You'll Know Who You Are.
2.24.2022
25 degrees this morning at the truck stop, here's ten dollars, thank you for what you're doing in the cold.
A young man, certainly not of means in this West Texas desert Outpost. The prior night it was $35, a trucker, a farmer by the looks of him, or Rancher. So wistful, so deep in his prayerful wondering over what this vehicle and this Mission represent. Drawn by the iconography of Jesus, none make such contributions thinking that this is even a tiny bit dogmatic. Never, never, never, never do we ask. During any month there are probably four or five encounters like this and about $150 in funds that are desperately needed. We're just barely solvent with my paltry slightly above poverty level Social Security funding us. And the gigantic contributions of the creators of these trailers. There have been, there are, souls stirred by this mission. Each one a sacred treasure.
Cycling. Oh, we are dancing partners, and I thrust from the seat back, swing your partner...
- Dancing partners with me in the lead.
- Entirely an operation of the back just like a deadlift standing, that's where the strength is, unless one wants to blow out the knees. Not necessary.
- Head back.
- Pressing the back, the shoulders, into the seat, acts like a throttle, informing the outgoing thigh the power that it has to deliver.
- Two dance Partners, not one, because of the constantly training changing lateral Horizon of the vehicle, this t r i k e.
- James must find a dance each moment, each segment, each day, that is supposed to his liking and also acceptable to his partner. It can be done.
- A shallow, flat, modified w continues to emerge when things are going well.
- There may be a place for slow cadence in finding the relationship but it is also necessary to go to High Cadence to find the spinning nature of it.
- 85% of the energy is from the outgoing thigh No More Than Three in thigh stump, the role of the indrawing thigh to position in height for the next outgoing thrust.
2.22.2022
Cycling. I think I just woke up [literally] to what's been killing me with this vehicle?
- A conventional bicycle is a Stern Taskmaster, if you don't get it rolling and keep it rolling you fall off. On a recumbent trike if you don't get it rolling smoothly it couldn't give a fig, it just laughs at you while you build deadly habits, driving yourself crazy digging your own grave.
- I spent three months out at Mount Whitney 3 years ago and I became addicted to 4 hours worth of climbing up anywhere between 6 + 15% grade all day long. At 1 mi an hour. It has taken me three years to recognize and to begin to shake that addiction.
2.21.2022
Cycling. Am I there yet, after four years? Could be.
It would be wonderful if someday some extremely accomplished cyclist, maybe an extremely accomplished recumbent cyclist, try to move this vehicle. Would they find it a snap? Would they find it a nightmare? The latter I think. Profoundly difficult. But maybe we arrived back home today.
- James, of the hundreds or thousands of cycling legs on this blog, stay with this one unless you absolutely need to go to the others.
- The essence of conventional cycling is that with the perineum on the bicycle seat, the first three or four inches of the thighs launch down toward the crankshaft, no? How did it take us four years to grasp this?
- Launching four in smooth pulses through the rail that is the spine pointing, through the perineum, just above the crank axle, where the weight of the legs born Oz at the feet and a few pounds 3 inches out on the thigh, on that imaginary rail.
2.19.2022
All waking moments I cram my mind with strategically important high quality information and sometimes it makes connections making me wiser, more able. Joy.
Insight comma wisdom comma epiphany comma revelation period period period is the brain making connections period
Our creator, Who Art in our deepest Soul, holy is your name. Thy kingdom comes as thy Loving is done on Earth as we would do if we had no earthly fear. Give us all this day our daily bread, that is, our vision for this day of how to best serve our neediest on Earth. Lead us not into self-centeredness, but Deliver us into solidarity with the neediest. For loving is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever. Amen.
2.16.2022
Cycling today was pretty easy, and 25% more powerful. WTF?
- Let the uprising leg totally fend for itself. It will.
- We are a smoothe running engine 90% in the back, 75% of which is in exactly the lower back and buttocks that walk a heavy package up the stairs.
- Everything Beyond of the two and a half in thigh stump is linkage that we keep out in the entanglement at the pedals. Relaxed, limp, just there.
- Any and all stress in the knees, drop it down to the buttocks, back, and possibly heels.
- Underhanded grip pulling the legs through.
- Dropping the shoulders way way way back to get the stress off the knees. Imperceptible but it has an impact.
2.14.2022
Cycling. Take 2 [trillion]
- On the back, slid under the crossbar.
- Particularly under stress, a interlocking gear mechanism jealous of every single tooth engagement, from the shoulders down to the first inch of the femur stump.
- Especially under stress, the gears along the back from the shoulders to the first inch of the femur stump.
- Averaging probably 95 Watts human per hour, only mild discomfort in the knees. Possibly pretty Optimum for a seventy-year-old, five or six hours per day.
2.13.2022
One good, one bad, way too inform the legs.
Best ride ever yesterday.
- Properly positioned perineum pointed in crank Direction. Creating the effect of the conventional bicycle seat which is of instrumental information content to the body, the legs, what their range and direction of motion is, profoundly freeing and empowering. The alternative way of informing the legs range is to use the pedals as a reference and this has been four years of disaster. And James has no recollection that the pedals is what was used on a conventional bicycle, no, the perineum.
- Linkages between femur Stump mid-thigh and crank top and bottom. Thigh stump is not nearly precise enough.
- Smooth running, taking the initiative; can be fast.
- Positioning such that the end of the stroke is never encountered.
- A synchronicity between-the-legs such that they thought I can return more quickly than the leg extend.
- Smooth run the size, the femurs, forward and back next to one another.
- Feedback aligned approaching 90 degrees to the line of the legs to the crankset .
- Smooth running.
- Running correlates with not missing a small tooth on the gear for power.
- Experiencing the power at the Crossing Point between the femurs.
- Remembering that any pressure port weight belt be on the femur stuff is subtracted from the total energy delivered..
- Constant tension gentle in the abdomen boarding some of the weight of the Torso off of the back of the seat so that the uprising femur always has something to pull again. Much better balance of the system.
- And torso and femur stumps in constant relationship spatially to the outgoing and returning CRAN CK period
- We are the small gears after perineum that was run forward to turn the turbines forward.
- We are the 4 inch long femur stump that smooth Runs small beers at the perineum that drives forward the turbine that is us.
- Centering our weight on the coccyx so that the pelvis is free to enable the femur joints to free smooth run.
This assembly above is driven by a number of factors including the need to feel competent, the need to feel psychologically satisfied both that we are contributing to the magical power and that we are a thing that we make sense that we understand what we're doing that we have some level are the master of what we're doing as opposed to a slave of sol as wonderful as sol is. We also, what's above also is the fruit of the need to be able to cycle for between 4 and 6 hours or more per day feeling comfortable and not damaging tissue and never with the possible exception of Iowa which may be impossible for such a wide crankset now and that's fine this is the well this is the best we've found and it's good enough if we can repeat this. Einstein said I'm not particularly bright I just stay with problems longer than most people James apparently is dumb as a rock just staus with important problems for the long longer than most. Voice typing while cycling hopefully not too many errors Google.
2.05.2022
Cycling. Lessons I hope I carry forward when resuming tomorrow.
- The power of the small sprocket, the screw driving the car jack. Don't lunge James, don't miss one tooth of one gear.
- All power emanates from the Torso.
- Posture torso such that the legs are clearly out of control. Passive linkages, wonderful, essential, but out of control.
- Power is in the constantly moving muscle, not enforcing, clenching, gripping.
- Lumbar support.
2.03.2022
Stranded. You won't be able to move that thing till Saturday or Sunday, the driver said....
Turn Up the Volume when it's facing away from me, the camera.
2.02.2022
James, why did you not get a hotel room?!?!?!
This I ask myself and these are the answers that come back:
- Eighty bucks including taxes and fees, that's a lot of money.
- And what is to be learned from getting a hotel room? Been there, done that. I find living in the elements difficult, but vastly healthy, and joyful.
- If we survive this which I'm sure we will, we're stronger and more knowledgeable the next time with greater options.
This is our greatest cold-weather challenge yet....
Windchill way below zero. Provided there is no ice on the roads tomorrow expect to arrive in Wichita Falls Texas with Refuge with a nice friend for several days. Then continuing to the West Coast. Unless creator has other ideas.
2.01.2022
1.30.2022
1.29.2022
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.
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