I just got off the phone with my folks and my pops said something to me that i forget from time to time... "Make sure you have fun." i get so caught up in trying to make money to support the way i live that i get irritated, but fuck it, i'd much rather be free than doing that shit that irritates me...
The first trip to Death Valley took place in march the second just a few weeks later still in march but I had to Venture to Vegas for a comedy show. I can say walking around Las Vegas not under the allure of the lights was quite interesting, I still thought about tossing one of the working girls some money for a mouth hug, but i did not for i was unhappy with my set. I Parted ways with an old high school friend that let me crash at his casa, beat my ass in Chess repeatedly and took me to FukuBurger (which i recommend you stuff in your mouth hole) then to a korean bbq joint which was not my favorite. But it made me feel as if i was not in "america" due to the fucking K-pop videos which were playing the whole time which is odd.. .I can say that k-pop is not for me and i will look at any one who is not Korean questionably if they say they love it... i give zero fucks... (there will be typos)
The Goal was to hit the Trail of Giants in in the Sequoia National Forrest, NoBS told me to check the roads for closures when I asked what the road was called, I did. The site said there are some road closures... "some" did not say which roads were closed. So i set had it set, back highway through Nevada, stop at Rhyolite(old mining town) cut through Death Valley then more back high ways to the destination. I can say it was quite the journey, The Things Eye saw...
As I was heading up highway 95, I stopped at an Area 51 gas station and connected to that gas station was a brothel, and the brothel said "free tours." and I sat there and debated about it for a second then I thought, "i'm just going to be pissed that i didn't go give it a peek" i walked in and was greeted an older lady and she rang a bell and two ladies can... one a short anglo girl with long dark hair to her shoulders wearing a hoody and a shirt, she was in straight chill mode, i would've probably kicked it with her outside of the house of debauchery, the other a woman who looked to be a latina wearing a red fishnet dress over a red thong and bra, and i can say her breast were about the size of my head... The woman said pick.. and i was like the fuck? i didn't want to pick but i just pointed at the woman in red.. knowing i should have chose the other, she gave me the tour showed me her room and was like you want to party... to which i replied... "Nope! i've got to get back on the road." I went to the gas station bought some string cheese and headed out...
The detour to Rhyolite added and extra 2 to 3 hours to the trip, but i wasn't tripping, i wanted to see shit, and see shit i did.
After Rhyolite I took 95 to 373 to CA 190 which cuts through Death Valley the sun was setting at this time and to be honest shit was beautiful and i should not have waited this long to write about it, the photographs will show you what my words do not, for i am an asshat that is becoming distracted.
I pulled off the road of 190 just to stop and look around. I was once again in a bowl... to the Northeast were the Mesquite Flat Dunes and i could see a plume of dust kicking up in the distance, it was a site to see. I turned off my car and just stood there in the middle of the road... listening. it was silent, the stillness. NOT ONE FUCKING SOUND. It was like an LSD Trip without being an LSD Trip. i then drove to the dunes parking lot and and ventured out into the dunes, i forgot my scarf which would've been pretty fucking helpful at the time, for the wind was becoming more violent by the minute, as if the desert was speaking, saying "it's time for you leave, i must cleanse myself of humans for the day." i Stood there atop a dune and just watched as the massive cloud of dust got closer and closer. At that point i made up my mind that i am not moving the Focus, it will sit here all night. I started the trek back to the parking lot and looked back at my foot prints to see with each step i took they were being erased. As the grains of sand and time played along the dune telling me in a blink i'll be gone. We all will be. I get back to the focus and the wind is rocking it so i just climb in the back seat and chill was the Earth rotated until Sol was out of view. Then There was Darkness... but light from the past was still visible. i was able to look up and see the Universe, and then my thoughts started to get weird... it was as if it were a lucid dream.
I kept walking up with vision of creatures fucking with my car, so i would crack the door a little to peak out to ensure i didn't invite the dust storm in, although it still ventured in a little. I sat and thought. I was then transported to a place where massive things walked by me as if i were not there and one moved through me and i felt my heart sink, I have to say i did not enjoy that feeling, not one bit it almost reminded me of the dream i had when i first ventured to LA... Then I thought about her, and i had a vision of her looking at me and not knowing who am and again a feeling that i did not enjoy cam over my body. It was as if i was in the past, present and the future at once. I can try to explain it better, but i do not feel like it, maybe with more caffeine i will... but this is where i leave you. There is shit to do.