2 years ago I left for Hawi'i. Ready to leave everything & everyone behind to live pono until de day I be make'. How did that work out ?
I'm still alive, ain't I ? It took some serious magic on part of the universe to keep me out of the lava & out of the 'other world' ,as people who say other words for death call it.
I found my place as a landscape designer. Staying as much as I could out in the jungle with just a lava-lava on me, while eating co-conuts and killin' de bong every 5 minutes or soo. I found de cinderland community & learned about eco-villages & de attraction of rich kids who are just trying to be 'cool' by hoppin' in yago swings & styrofoam planks ( cuz body surfing is de only way to surf & nd I ain't serfing no dishes with fancy food so I swim & dive no serfing :p).
I learned about de ocean & slowly began shifting my diet from vegatables nd fruits, nd shit I could get at de store tooo fruits & what I can get from de ocean. I still remember eating my first opikii off de bluffs & just staring at de thing for hours as it wiggled in my hand. I remember trying to get vana out de ocean floor with a stick, just because I wanted to do it right de first time :)
I found de mango groves & papaya farms & fruits stands of pahoa & got myself a decent orientation to were good coconuts were. Taco-tuesday & de sunday hara-krishna pizza party, & de nice party at de lawn were all great sources off more than just food.
Come for de food, stay cause your use-ful.
Everything was great. Spiritually I was breaking new grounds in de directions I was going. I came to Hawi'i because I could sleep on de beach at 2 in de morning without it gettin' cold. Because it's frikkin 80 degrees all year long. I wanted to stop using my metabolism to keep my body warm, to stop having to eat & maintain a cholesterol dedicated to maintaining homeostasis through internal functions. I wanted de out-side world to provide want my body gave. Like the 2 months in Romania when it's actually hot. I walked naked through de jungle for days....at de black sands beach, playing in the drum circle with people, kids, animals, de ocean, de sun, & nothing on but a djembe.... I can't do that in Romania, Romania is highly superficial, un-precidently gaurded & an easter european, Slovek/Latin country where Blue jeans & Facebook with a cigerette in your ass is de way to be. Where in this country you gotta complain that you worked sooooo muuuucchhhh & your tired & cranky cuz...well ... Bitches, man , Bitches.
Now....we & and I mean everyone in Hawi'i had an lava eruption. It happened I think in 2016 as well, in the same area. I herd stories, & I had seen much of what was done by the river of lava that destroyed people homes the first time around. The second time I came, I did not flinch for a second to go straight to the river of lava. I had come to paradise, I had lived a pono life, & now it was my time to go die in a very beautiful death. If .. If the lava did not take me, and I would find a person, an animal, in dire situations & in much need of assistance, than that was my fate. If the ground was to crumble under my feet & I would fall in a chasm of hot molten lava.... Though, from what people told me the sulfar would kill me first. I would get very sleepy & I would pass out & I would never wake up. Sounds like a very nice way to die !
Heck it is way better than having to frikkin grow old & get stuck in a wheelchair. What are the chances that by the time I'm getting 'old' Ill have access to any form of 'medical' treatment to keep my vitality & fitness GOOD ?? Huh ?? Ya, there is yoga & training & fitness & nutritional plans to keep my ass healthy until 80... I've met 80 year olds who can still wobble down at a jogging pace around to wal-mart for a new tub of denture glue... ooo shiittt.. I'm gonna have to deal with my teeth too, I've already removed a frikkkin molar & glued on dentures ...crowns as their called. 4 f((((n crowns...
I've got 16 nerves removed out of 31 teeth. We have thirty 2 right ?
I've tried dieing a bunch of times in my life. I was actually planning to be dead by now, that's one reason I lived my life the way that I have. If things were gonna get really bad. I'd find a bridge to jump off. They never got bad enough to merit me jumping from any-where, though I did find a few beautiful spots for it. Heck de first time I jumped into de ocean I thought "if I the current pulls me away, if the water keeps me under, at least I am where I've always wanted to be" - than I discovered that wet-suites are amazing at keeping me floating & de hard sharp rocks dat de waves smash me into, become very soft with a wet suite on.. fucking love wet-suits :D
I was happy to have eaten some-thing poisionous & in Hawai'i I literally ate everything I could. Except Noni.. that's kinda No.
Before that though, I ate plenty weird stuff... O this plant is used to make synthetic heroin ! Sweet ! I'm eating de whole thing !! OO what a cute little tiger bean, mmm tastes good, Ill have another one...only to find out years later from a wise man that those beans are actually hallou-ni-ci-gin..
Spent 14 years looking for white mushrooms with blue milk in um, finally found them growing in my back yard, ate all 14 of um :)
Had my beagle Vinny roll around in a strange black slime spurting out from a tree trunk...lick de damn thing to make sure de dogs not gonna die & I don't have to call a med-vac to get us to de hospital
I'm like that. I was like that ?
Now back to de blog.
Leilani was de epi-center this time of the lava-eruption. I spent 2 days walking through de jungle before I made it close enough to de Lava to walk on soft molten lava :) Yay I did it !
The trip took so long because I let de Amakua of de land guide me.
De night of the first day I found a hut, a straw hut, with all de furnitions of de menahune people, in de forest, where I remember I slept with a friend & the hut burst into flame. We died that night. I remembered this as I layed down alone.
After that, I took a wrong turn because there was a path I walked along, I had to keep correcting my path, my intuition wanted to walk another way. I followed a river bed & after falling down a small cliff only to catch myself in a tangle of vines, I was staring at a cave. I herd de voices of de land tellin' me to go in. That is the one thing I do not do. I do not go in caves. There are demons in caves, I hate demons.
On de night of de 2nd day I found de roads & I knew that some-where they were to end, I wanted so much to find de end of de paved roads. I saw a crack, big enough to jump over & inside de crack red lava glowed up as sulfar willowed out. I found a lot where a home used to be and everything was replaced by black rock & soft lava. I walked out towards the end of lot & I could see smoke comming out of my shoes, I felt my feet slowly dip into de ground & my intuition told me to turn around & keep looking for de right path.
I pushed through, having eaten a banana & a mango de previous day. I felt a bit tired.. my feet though, were water logged & dey needed to dry up a bit. I thought... I'm tired, this is from de sulfar, I'll go to sleep now & wake up in heaven.
I kept looking for a nice place to sit down & sleep... I found a rose garden & I woke de dumb up.
In the days I was locked in jail, I read de books God gave me. It was 'Three steps one bow'. I got to read much other Hindu-Buddism type books while under arrest & in freakking hell.
Yes I woke up & was escorted by very mean people to Hell on earth.
But as that very nice song says - you bring heaven to hell - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meLNuWYuMwA
I've had people around me singing dat song 24/7 while in H.c.c.c.c.c.c.c.c.c.c
At first, yea, I was a bit angry. I came to Hawai'i to be part of the aina. De family. I went to Leilani to die. Now what de hell was I doin' in jail lookin' at people suffering & being forced into de kind - repentment for their sins ?
Gotta be care what you wish for. I wanted de whole Hawi'ian expierence, from de rich millioaniaries taking helicopters in de mornin' to de office as neighbors to de poor bums pushing shoppin' carts & meth in downtown hilo. I wanted to eat with crazy kanakas at a laulau & zen out with vegan yoga bugs. I wanted it all & I got it all. ~~
That book - three steps one bow -- did mention a teaching -- to honor your family & ur parents.
It seemed better to go back to Romania & help my grand-ma out in her old age right after I'd get out of jail. Wait, how ? I was supposed to go to prison for 40 years! Yea,,, & a few assholes how killed their mumz got out of jail after 2 years. Some kids took apart 18 stolen cars & got himself in jail for a year, because it was his second time. Or how bout that other dude, who robed 16 houses, pled guilty & got put on probation ?
Though there was that one guy who was in Hilo Community Correctional Center for 15 years just cuz he was selling tons of pot... literally tons of pot.
A really nice guy, after I made chess pieces out of chess, I had a bonkie come in to play chess & smoke weed with. Lets not forget, though, that I did had de shit beat out of me while at H.c.c.c.
I remember the guard tellin' me. 'Your not gonna report this right? ?" I told him, while whipping de shit & Blood off de floor " do I have a fucking choice".
After I got my face stitched back together & I got sent back to jail, I literally stopped givin' a fuck about myself. If some punk wanted to stab me, if de guards wanted to beat me up, dey better get it right cuz I will bite an ear off and swallow it. Besides, I no feel pain.
After jail, I got sent to de Hawai'i state hospital.
I came to de hospital, with a huge 20 some pages of Hawai'ian words I had learned from de hoa I have made in de pulehale, cuz people is prying all day to get out it's a pulahale :)
In de hospital I had to be evaluated on why de hell did I go towards de evacuation instead of away.
Most people see a person with a gun & run. I see a person with a gun & I look at where it's being pointed at, move out de away while stepping in close & closer, than I grab de gun & shoot dat fucka in de leg, kick-em in de face & keep de gun :)
Or just, get shot with every bullet, hopefully to someplace that won't kill me, so that some-one else doesn't have to get shot.
I know that if I go to Hawai'i lots of people are going to spin out around me, I know how much static I will hear about me. I'll get into a few scraps too. Heck I might end up buried in 10 feet of sand on some beach in Maui after taking an acid trip with sum 'new friends' but that can happen even if all this did not happen...so it's kinda irrelevant. But the noise that will come out of me being in Hawai'i is gonna be lots.
The advice from de people around me is to forget about Hawai'i for awhile....
Japan here I come :D
