Adventure Time

Portland, OR


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Portland, OR

The subtle invitation from a warm and bright environment stakes its claim in a community that transcends the vulgarities society dictates. If you wish to truly feel at peace with who you are, embrace the beat of Portland.

Humidity as thick as milk, nature invokes its authority immediately after de-planing. Redolent of orchids, freshly cut grass, perspiration from dancing trees and sun soaked bushes distend their welcoming arms with perverse intent. An immediate longing for hiking becomes carved into your nervous system and every step vibrates life and energy back like echolocation.

Solo travel brings an enormous opportunity to discover acquaintances that might as well have been long lost friendships as the tempo and culture are never a half-step behind your own.

However, even travelling with a group of friends allows the same energy to be amplified. The courage of a group often trumps the bravery of a single man creating a drooling appetite of wanderlust. With its eco-friendly mind set, travelling within Portland is as easy as a taking a few steps and grabbing a bike, train, or bus and isolation can be taken from or taken to.

The day life equals the nightlife. You will never die from thirst as every major street is overrun by bars and happy hours. Seeking a more specific taste in play styles, Portland even offers party themed cruises that take you into the night only to relinquish your leftovers when the heart throbs with intoxication. Even then, the night can blur into morning if you seek everlasting glory coercing time to mingle.

Through and through, most places I have been offer a single element of entertainment that highlights the heart of the place. However, even after decanting the night life and toasting mimosas in the morning, there is no better escape than a favorite book found in a labyrinth of knowledge known as Powell’s Books. With its several floors ranging from cook books, to Ghandi, to sci-fi, and to even a cordoned off section specifically reserved for more expensive tastes; you will find what you seek if you are willing to swim through the nooks and crannies of bookshelf after bookshelf…


In retrospect, the mere freedom of being somewhere completely unknown births curiosity paired with imagination. On the destination of discovery, ever step becomes a memory and every decision thereafter becomes the reward of a lifetime. Soon I will be back – VooDoo Doughnuts and your infamous maple bacon doughnut, you will be mine again.

Adventure Time

Zion, UT


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Base camp – By the South Entrance

A journey alone takes its time to reveal something of great importance. It can be self-discovery or it can be a truth that needed to be realized. An expedition with friends forces multiple perspectives and allows you to recognize the disposition you favor to exude. Some cling on to poisonous habits and reflect those insecurities into the undeserving world and create chaos.

They thrive, they suffer, they nourish pain as if it were a newborn – but they are in a deep laceration of hurt and fractured hope. Adversity is all they know and therefore IS the only way they know how to carry themselves. All it takes is a little isolation with a bit of support also known as: the wonderful outdoors.

As a stark contrast to a suburban lifestyle, it is quite easy to fall victim to its rust of routine and drain for energy. We often forget to disconnect and realign our “chi” to recharge and rejuvenate. A new personal favorite: Zion, Utah. With its interminable cloudy skies bruised with blue, the desire to expand and inflate with this vital energy quickly becomes intoxicating. The dense forest, dimpled geography, and soft earth, the word home attracts new definition..

‘Your home is wherever you choose it to be, but your brick and mortar are whoever you bring along’

Without the sound pollution, without the constant drone of cars, traffic lights, and basic conveniences of technology, you find yourself someplace ethereal and becomes something ephemeral in retrospect. Your soul requires maintenance and in the sudden downbeat of Zion, the off button remains depressed.

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“The Narrows”

Nights by the campfire with a painted backdrop of twinkles, streaking lines, and the soft under glow from the sky nightlight. Time becomes everlasting. The past, present and future dissolve into that piece of candy you want to savor for as long as you can, leaving you to grab another moment as the tiny morsel passes and is consumed.

During the day, a different kind of suit is donned, with only a bottle of water equipped. No schedule to keep, no emails to check, and no suitcase to worry about or content. Just you and the will to conquer the challenges offered by nature. Whether it be wading through water or imprinting your sole into every opportunity of hard and soft earth, your soul will appreciate every ounce of effort. And when the day is through, you retire once again, to the tiny bites granted by the pure and opportunistic darkness.

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“The Narrows”

“Sacrifice your soles for your soul, wandering is only just the beginning”

Random and Infinite Like the Chimp

“Writer’s Block”

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Venice Beach, CA

Everyone on earth is a unique entity. There will never be two of the same ‘you’ occurring at the same exact place and moment. You are one of a kind and the last there shall ever be. So even when life sometimes classifies you as a broken cog, a loose piece, a tremor in stability, always remember that it was never your position to belong but rather own your individuality. However, lets take a step back and iron out this point of view. Some tend to believe that the moment we are born the possibilities are endless with insurmountable opportunity to mold into whatever you wish – that is one perspective. The alternative, there is a predestined course laid out at it is your life’s purpose to find it and bless the world with your unique talent, acting as a conduit through which all you need to do is listen and create.

As plainly stated by Steven Pressfield in ‘The War of Art’, “Our job in this lifetime is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we already are and become it.

At times we can feel stuck, immobilized, or even a little lost. It is because we stray yet further from our path that was not meant for us. We become monotonous, languid, falling victim to the rusts of routine only because what we are doing yields a net loss leaving our souls malnourished, underfed.

Why do we subject to such masochism? Because we are afraid. Afraid we are powerful beyond measure. Afraid of success beyond our wildest dreams. Afraid of what we discover directly discredits everything we know and understand – but there is power in fear. Pressfield coins this fear as ‘resistance‘ and the power lie in ability of using it as a compass against itself. Fear not, resistance CAN be obliterated.


The more you fear something the more you should set course for that direction because there is no growth without adversity. Challenge then becomes the opportunity to exercise those muscles required to flex as a tool to dominate the short time we are on this planet. The most important thing being to sit down everyday and try.

You will reach impasses and you will reach obstacles higher and more dense than you think you can overcome but there is no cure for determination, will, and grit. It is like a disease so malignant that given any amount of time, anything that stands in the way will eventually crumble. The bigger the object, the greater the return on investment. NEVER GIVE UP.

Whatever your niche may be, never bend to the hierarchical orientation and condescend to your audience. Create what moves you, what drives you, what stirs your soul and fires your heart. You are an individual set on this earth as a conduit because you alone possess the talent required to fulfill your destiny – you owe the world that much.

The difference between amateur and professional is the mere aptitude and resolve to take criticism as a guideline to hone in on your abilities. The amateur stones in defense and reacts emotionally playing victim, as if mere existence privileges you a free handout. The professional massages their technique combating every blow with a parry. Everyone will play the critic, every will play devils advocate, but as long as you stay true to yourself, there isn’t a battle that cannot be won. It is your territory therefore it itself is its own feedback loop you need only reference to. No matter the trials and tribulations never negotiate your muse because it is only your ear that can make sense of its blessings granted to ONLY you.

“Tomorrow morning the critic will be gone, just the writer will still be there facing the blank page.” (Steven Pressfield, The War of Art)

The ultimate litmus test being, if you were the last person on earth, would you still do it?

Steel yourself against rejection and remember that ‘resistance’ is always out there trying to distract you.

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Actively engaging yourself is like rent, and it is due every single day.

If you find yourself at a block, there is no need to take my word for it. Take a moment for yourself and pick up this quick read that can be used to identify, combat, and minimize life’s resistance: The War of Art by Steven Pressfield – Highly recommended when you need a little bit of boost.

Never compromise. Create like you mean it. Let fear fill and guide you.

Drink – Ink – Think