Lego Land

  Jan 7, 2024

We woke up and went into Queenstown. We didn’t stay long. It was packed and busy. The scenery was really cool. There were lots of people parachuting down from the mountains. 

    We got back on the road. I soon realized I’d given my dad wrong directions to the gas station. I offered to pay for that tank. He happily accepted. It was $70! 

    The landscape became hot and dry. The huge mountains prevented rainclouds from offering their water. We saw many fruit and cherry farms. Dad said it reminded him of the Okanagan Valley.  

    At one point we noticed a strange sign. It said something about a Lego museum. We pulled over and Googled the place.

    It had really good reviews. Apparently it housed a massive toy and transportation collection. We drove back and checked it out!

    It was really cool. I saw tons of lego sets that I used to own. It was the first time I’d seen them since I was a kid. 
    They also had lots of the sets that I had really wanted. 

    The planes were really cool. We went inside a few of them. We noticed that the seats in older planes were so much better than today! There was much more leg room.

    We arrived to our campsite for the night. The view overlooking the mountains was amazing.

    We went for a quick walk. The trail was meant to end at a natural rock pool. The bridge over the river was closed, though. Lots of people were walking through the water instead. Dad was eager to do the same. I didn’t really want to get wet. The water was really high. 

    A bunch of loud drunks began heading to the rock pool. Dad changed his mind about crossing.

    Marco missed his mom. He went to the window and began to gaze. He drifted into a dream. 
Nothing appeared natural. The walls were covered in the drawings of a child. The floors were checkerboard, like a diner.
    “Who’s placed me here?”

    A handsome pig entered the room. He wore a red tuxedo.
Marco was in awe. He ran over and started pounding that pig with his fists! He thought it was the right thing to do.
    “STOP!” Screamed the swine. “I’m here for you! I’ve always loved you from afar!”

Milford Sound

Jan 6, 2024

I’m just outside of Queenstown with the ol’ man. The mountains are huge. The scenery is very majestic. 

    We did a lot of driving today. We drove for about 2 hours through the mountains. It's supposed to be a world famous drive. 

I’m glad we did it. The mountains were huge. There were tons of other cars on the road. Twas so very busy. We had to drive through the inside of a mountain at one point. 

The main attraction is at the end of the drive. It’s a place called Milford Sound. There’s a scenic vista of mountains and water. It looks a bit like Banff. 

So we arrived but we couldn’t find a spot to park. There were so many other tourists! We wept in frustration.  We drove around in circles looking for a spot. Eventually dad told me to jump out while he kept driving. I went to the pier and checked out the view. It was heavenly! 

We started to drive back. We noticed that there were more parking lots a tiny ways down the road! We didn’t bother stopping, though. The whole place had way too many people. It felt too frantic. There were many more amazing views along the road anyways.

Milford Sound is fairly close to Queenstown, which is where we were going. Unfortunately there’s mountains in the way. We had to drive back the way we’d come and then go up a different road. It was a long drive.

The hill-people were getting ready for a parade. They’d been preparing for 200 years. The sun was directly over head. All of the planets were aligned. 

Chuck LongCock, the mayor of Hillbilly Downs, addressed his people from the roof of a hut.

“My friends, how about some love? How about wrapping your arms ‘round one another! Let’s dance! Let’s waltz for the lord!!” 

    The town rejoiced. The pranced around until the early hours of the morning. 

My lard is harder tonight. I found out the hard way. I was trying to sharpen my blade. It wasn’t getting any sharper. 

My son suggested I use my lard. I laughed at him, as any wise man would do. He insisted. That boy doesn’t let up! He’s just like his nephew in that way. 

    So I did as he said. I got some lard and rubbed it on my blade. The thing shone like the North Star. What a surprise that was. I enjoy being proven wrong from time to time. 

I gave my son a reward for his compassion. I invited him to sit on my lap. We enjoyed the setting sun in a state of harmony.

Another Layer

Jan 5, 2024

I’m at a library in a town called Invercargill. Dad is in a little office doing a zoom call. That’s how he makes money. This second road trip feels much more easy going than the first. I don’t feel as overwhelmed. We’ve only done 2 nights. I’ll see how I feel by the end.

Dad is sleeping in the car and I’m in his tent. That’s nice of him. I had to buy a bunch of new camping stuff for this trip. I couldn’t bring the stuff from the last trip. It wouldn’t fit in my suit case when we flew to the South Island. 

I think I’ve lost my TD debit card. It’s not in the plastic bag where I keep all my important cards. 

I’ve been thinking about wanting to go back to school. I also want to apply for my British Passport. 

    It might be an option to go to school in England. I don’t know. It would be really cool to have that passport. 

That land over there is receding. It’s getting pulled into the shadows. It will be harder to perceive. The new layer of sediment is always emerging. It’s like the first time you took a bath and all of the bubbles were such a joy. It’s the same frequency. It’s a powerful bridge between two worlds. You’ll see.

You must never allow darkness to pull you under. It has its reason for being. 

    You have to start from scratch and build your way to the top. Soon you will have tools that allow easy access to spiritual plains. You’ll access the ether in a profound way that serves yourself. This has been building up inside of you for so long. 

Tony bit his cat. He felt like the puss deserved it. 

A Taste Of Lonely

  Jan 4, 2024

    We drove into a Dunedin. Dad had to do a zoom call for work. We went to the library and his did his important business there.

    We went for some food afterwards. The architecture of the town was really cool. There were tons of old buildings. It was so cool! 

    We checked out a big ol’ church. There was a giant organ. 

    We stopped at a beach at one point. We went for a short hike. We saw some cows.

    I had red squares coning out of my eyes. It was a cool feeling. This lasted for some time. It stopped by the time I woke up. 

    I jumped out of bed and saw the sun rising. It was still foggy. There were still UFO’s hovering above the houses. I thought it was a very cool sight.

    I grabbed my jacket and a carton of milk. 

    I jumped down the stairs and caught the bus. I was on my way to see my wife. She was waiting for me inside of a skyscraper.

    I got to the foot of the tower. I looked up. It was orange. It was all glass. I admired the attention to detail.

    Then I glided effortlessly through the lobby. My scarf twirled in the air behind me. I was like a French drawing. I turned left and found myself in the elevator. I was surrounded by CIA men. They just stood there, cold as lizards. I started to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

    I arrived upstairs. I found my wife fucking George Costanza. I was shocked but I wasn’t mad. I took a photo. 
    I started being sucked into a black hole. It was a mental place of darkness! 

    Plato built his home on a pile of rock. No one knew why.

A Screwball Like His Dad

  Jan 3, 2024

    Today was a wonderfully fat, rich and creamy day. We went driving along for our road trip. Our car was much better than what we had on the North Island. 

    We stumbled across a crazy looking town. It’s called Oamaru. There was all this weird steam punk stuff! It was pretty cool. A lot of the old architecture was cool as well. We walked around for a bit.

    We continued our drive. We arrived to our campsite and got set up. 

    I was dragged from my bed, kicking and screaming. I begged the Light for mercy. It gave me none. 
It just took me into the shower and scrubbed me clean. It took all of the radiation away. I was left feeling pale and clammy. I was basically naked, aside from a black tie hanging from my neck.

    The Light then pulled me up through the ceiling. I found my self in a dark courtroom. There were forty five men and women above me. They were behind a wooden desk. God, were they ugly. Their energy field was depleted. They were like dark tunnels of mold. I couldn’t even look at them.

    “Have you been good to your friends?” Asked one of the scum.

    I didn’t respond. I did’t want anything to do with these freaks.

    A stem grows up through a maze of sand. The flower of life changes for ever and ever. Always rotating. Always becoming sharper. It escapes from the soil and shoots into infinity. All of the loud vibrations become meaningless. You can barely notice them after a few lifetimes. 

The Sacrifice

Jan 2, 2024

I’m in the hostel. It’s my last night here. Tomorrow is another 1-week road trip with dad. 

    When I get back I need to stay in a hostel for another 6 nights. I’m moving into my new place on January 16! They picked me! I checked out the room yesterday and it went really well. I liked the place a lot. There was even a Buddhist centre right across the street.

Today I was playing guitar in the park. Four kids came up to me . The oldest boy said ‘nice music’ followed by ‘we sacrificed this for you’. He handed me a pinecone and a green thing. I was sorta stunned. I had just been looking up the symbolism of pinecones 2 days before. This is what I had read: ‘Throughout the span of recorded human history, pinecones have been a symbol of human enlightenment, resurrection, eternal life and regeneration.’ 

I asked what the green thing was. He said it was a walnut. I said ‘thank you’ and then they left. 

I looked up the symbolism of walnuts and found this: ‘Walnuts have been used to symbolize the importance of wisdom and discernment in many religious traditions over the centuries. Christianity values discernment as the means to develop awareness and understanding prior to taking action. Therefore, to practice discernment – we must possess wisdom.’