a journey of sorts…

"Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness, give me truth." – HDT

Month: December, 2013

To all of my people out there, you’re very, extemely good looking.

For those of us in my close proximity, the time for a new year is upon us. Some have already crossed the threshhold due to time zone differences, but hey this is happening right here so onward and upward. The holiday season is coming to a close. And that means one step closer to warm weather and summer. Mmmm. The beach.

While many share this day on the rage-your-face-off bandwagon, it is also share by many as a day to reflect, a day to start thinking anew, and a day of bright paths. Personally, I don’t think a day on a calendar in man-made time should tell me otherwise, but hey, society is hard to ignore sometimes. I do agree that this is a good time to do such pondering, but really, all of these changes and fresh starts can be made at the very moment you come across such grandiose awesomeness in that farscape that is your brainwave action. When you are in need of a state of change, and new energy, make it so. You have all the power you need. I am only using this most special of days to remind you of this idea.

If you’re wearing your party pants tonight, then be safe and if you’re celebrating in whatever other fashion outside of the pants issue, then do it well, and remember that your own changes and gains can be made as soon as you begin to seek them. Don’t hesitate. Unless of course that involves those literal glitter, skin-tight pants you’ve chosen to wear tonight for the new year…in which case I wish you would have hesitated upon making such decisions… (It’s okay, we all forgive you). James Dean didn’t stir an entire youth generation’s style in one day. But keep your chin up.

Thank you for being awesome and let’s rollout the rest of 2013 here strong, while looking to the new year with a curious and driving expanse of energy. To all of my believers in self and soul, let this be your time. I’m making it mine.

Happy new years to all of you and to all my friends and family I did not get to see over the holidays, I miss you a lot.

Peace and love, be calm and strong in the storm. Live wild and free in the light.

Alexander Johnny.

P.S. As we look to the new year as a time of change, I too have hopes and dreams. While having this blog up is not necessarily my main dream, I do feel it has become a great channel for me to share and help, and while not the most searched term on google, I hope that it brings you a little insight into your own life, while being a window into my own. My point is, if you are seeking desirable and necessary change, and have studdered on those few initial steps, don’t hesitate to talk to others. Ask me. Ask your role model, your guide, your life coach. Reach out to those who seem to have an understanding or who simply give off that vibe of action or happiness you seek. Surround yourself with those who will support you, not being you down. It is not selfish to act in this manner. Seek out your life.

P.P.S. here’s a plate of nachos for all you NYE glitter pants party goers to salivate over. I’ll bet those look tasty huh? Sorry, couldn’t help myself.
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In the city of Denver

It has been a couple of weeks since returning back to the city. The holidays are coming up for everyone here in the U.S. among other countries of similar religious and cultural ceremony. With that, you can always count on consumerism bringing out the crazies and their shopping wars. Black Friday is a horrible day and should not be in existence. Is all of that junk you NEED to buy really worth all of that chaos and stress? I’ll go ahead and answer that question for you, “Nope.” Anyways, hopping off of the soapbox there, and getting to the point.

Being back in the city has not been a simple transition, though I have to say it has its comforts, such as the huge, warm meal my buddy and I shared as soon as we got back to Boulder from the frozen tundra that was Utah. The best part was, getting back and then that week, being slammed by a massive cold snap here in the western U.S. With bone-chilling temps pushing well below zero for a good week, and plenty of ice on the roads, schedules and days were set in to a state of madness as well. I was completely caught off guard when that said cold left my recently purchased car unusable due to a clutch problem from frozen transmission lines. On the coldest week I’ve ever experienced here in Denver to boot. Let me tell you, Utah really pushed my cold tolerance to a new level, but after walking through this week of cold to get around the city, really pushed that tolerance to new roofs, on top of helping me realize why I shelled out a few bucks for the truck in the first place thankfully.

The best news was that I had a guy from the shop down the street to help me get it back up and working, marked with a solid handshake between two men and a feeling of gratitude in my heart. Awesome-sauce. Thank you to the hard-working and generous people like him that are still around in this world spun in a web of money-hoarding and greed. You’re not going on anyone’s “good” list this year with that type of behavior.

I have begun bartending at a new taco joint by my place and the training was sucking up so much of my time I reserve for doing my own creative work. It was so draining. Is this what normal people feel like going through life? Wake, eat, work, sleep, repeat? Ugh. Makes me cringe. Working for the man. Not my drink.

Anyways, I have set up schedules with those jobs that serve the man in such a way to thankfully have my own time to explore my writing and continued music/art practices in order to help spread the love.

That is the main goal and purpose of this letter, to inform you of that successful feat I have accomplished. At least, I feel accomplished about it.

Until next time.

 

Enjoy this photo I have touched up from Utah of my buddy, taken by yours truly.

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-Alexander Johnny

The silent return.

Hello to all brothers and sisters,

I am happy to say that I returned this weekend from backpacking in the wilderness of Utah. It has been weird not posting photos daily for all of you, but I know you made due and kept on. The trip was an escape from the city and quite an adventure. Completely cutting out from tech for a while was exactly what the doc ordered and I gladly accepted. It was blisteringly cold, but the land was scenic and gorgeous, presenting views not often seen in this desert landscape, due to a thick fog layer that hung lazily over us for days. Both wet and saturated, the air slipped through our protective clothing and created a difficult living experience but we were able to experience rare views not many get to witness, with the odd weather, as we stuck it out for the week. I hope you enjoy the photos to follow, as we made our way through the wild canyons and desert plains. We came across artifacts from western cowboys of the ’20s and Native Americans, slot canyons that gave us trouble breathing while sliding through, and an amazing feeling of connection to the natural.

I am looking forward to continuing my portfolio now that I am back, but with much more of a focus on the experience and the goal setting, as opposed to sitting in front of the computer non-stop. Keep an eye on upcoming posts as I will keep the photos active on my continuing journey, but with a slower pace than the daily photos, as I intermingle those with other interesting writings, philosophies and lyrics. Peace and love. -Alexander Johnny

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