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Monday, May 23, 2016, 1:34:57 AM- The Mountain of Love
I worked hard doing physical chores at the street mission
where I volunteer, but I still wanted to keep on going when
I got home. I changed into my shorts for the first time this
year. My cat died last August, and he left me his whole
stash of catnip. I just sprinkle it on the floor and roll around
in it and meow loudly.

That being done I got my oversize bongo drum and went
over to play drums with all my crazy, beautiful neighbours,
who have come here from all over the dingdong planet.
Fusion takes place at the deep center, white hot blazing

It is a privilege to live here together with the whole world.

The huge sprawling, wooded rock pile, right out my door
is a living, breathing spiritual being. Called Parc du Mont
Royal. It has called me to come live here.

I miss my good cat, Buster.
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Monday, November 09, 2015, 12:51:47 AM- Hard to let go
I have been running on the big, sprawling, wooded rockpile right
outside my door since April. I am very possessive about the mountain
of love. Running is the best way to show my devotion to Montreal.
Everything makes sense when the forest embraces me and
breathes me into itself.

I can continue running through pain right up until the heavy snow
comes, or I can stop now. I am going to stop now. I have been at
this junction before and have made the wrong decision before.
Now is the time to switch back to just walking on Mt. Royal.

Probably by January or February I will want to run on the treadmill
at the gym just up the street. They are very generous to allow
people on welfare to work out for half price. They are very good

I have been taking ibuprofen for three days now for a very old
running injury that has flared up again. It works very well for me,
but it is all too easy to think that the biomechanics are still sound.
The biomechanics are not still sound. I need to take everything
apart and inspect closely.

I do at least a little bit of muscle stretching every day. On running
days I do at least 20 minutes of stretches afterwards. I do
range of motion and balance exercises all the time, every day.

One thing that I have not been doing lately is deep static stances.
I used to be able to do 20 minute horse stances 3 or 4 times a
week. And a steady kicking routine. I think that I want to get back
into that.

I have two small wobble boards, one for each foot. I do like to
use them in winter to keep my ankle joints strong & versatile.
I have many pieces of home workout equipment. Get naked
and stand on wobble boards holding a heavy staff or dumb bells.
Listen to CCR Heard It Through The Grapevine. My old cat left
me all of his catnip stash. Good way to live through winter.
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Wednesday, October 28, 2015, 10:47:17 PM- The Mountain of Love
Heavy pouring rain here now. Some of the weather comes from
the remainders of Hurricane Patricia. Big winds come and go.
The fall colours are at their peak, but there won't be much left
to see after the winds.

The past 3 days we have been doing a massive big cleanup
and rearrangement of workspaces at the street mission where
I volunteer. Lots of heavy lifting, hauling, pulling, shoving, etc.
But I was determined to stay on schedule with running in the
woods, and also my gym workout, yesterday.

I left the mission, came home, quickly changed into my run-
ning gear. I do not let anything get in my way when I am
preparing to run. My focus & desire is such that I dismiss any
kind of social interaction. Not a good time to meet new people.

My old cat died 65 days ago. He left me his entire stash of
catnip. I just sprinkle it on the floor and roll around in it.
I think of my good old cat as I get ready to run.

I ran for one hundred minutes in heavy pouring rain. All alone.
That is perfect tough ecstatic solitude. I need that. I stopped
to get down in the mud between two oaks to do pushups.
Focus and desire.

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Wednesday, October 14, 2015, 7:50:20 PM- Long Time Love
The ling zhi mushroom is my best friend in the universe,
since forever.
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Monday, September 14, 2015, 1:07:26 PM- Rainy morning
Some of my best friends are trees.
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Sunday, September 13, 2015, 12:47:07 PM- Need to choose
Montreal or Halifax.
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Wednesday, August 26, 2015, 7:15:16 PM- Montreal or Halifax
I left Montreal and travelled to Halifax in April 2001. I had a
delayed reaction to the suicide of my massage teacher who
died around this time of year, 7 months earlier. Suddenly
nothing made sense to me. I could no longer do massage
work without crying, or becoming angry & resentful.

I was a homeless man in Halifax. I stayed there for four
months. I did volunteer work in a community garden. I made
a little bit of $ watering and weeding gardens for people on
vacation. I spent a lot of time walking and talking things
over with the Atlantic Ocean. Then finally the ocean told me
that I should go back to Montreal and try to do the best level
of massage work that I was capable of. So I did.

I feel like a huge weight is lifted from my shoulders now that
my aged cat has died. The past two years I have been
completely preoccupied with his care. It is not yet really real
that he is gone and no longer needs my help. I keep
expecting him to suddenly meow and ask to be fed.

The volunteer work that I have done at the street mission
has been good at the soul level. It is my spiritual heritage,
after all. My grandfather was a missionary. My father was
a preacher. Three uncles were/are preachers. This work
at the street mission is in my blood.

There is no contradiction between my work with needy
people at the mission and my NN life. "I am down on my
knees in the Church of the Divine Pussy." "For a serious
ass worshipper like me this is Church." I have learned
to balance the opposites.

But I really could do this work just as well in Halifax. The
Atlantic Ocean told me very clearly that if I did not feel
safe in Montreal that I would be welcome to come back.

We are headed into a fall and winter of bigtime poverty.
That should very obvious now. Many people will lose
their jobs and seek social assistance and food banks.
I hit bottom a long time ago, so I have no fear of poverty,
no shame at all.

I have not decided yet, but I will decide very soon.

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Wednesday, August 26, 2015, 12:46:25 PM- Montreal or Halifax
Montreal or Halifax?
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Tuesday, August 25, 2015, 1:27:13 PM- Buster the Great
My old cat died quietly some time between 4 - 5 a.m. I fell
asleep on the floor right beside him, and woke up later in
my bed. When I got up to check on him one hour later he
was dead.

I don't know how to post photos in blog on this iPad, but
I will try to learn. He was such a handsome cat.
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Tuesday, August 25, 2015, 2:07:05 AM- Montreal or Halifax
The psycho princess has been playing micro-concerts of
loud bass, gradually louder and louder. Fucked-up and
desperate for attention.

I don't know what to do after the death of my dear cat.
He is such a handsome beast. I will bury him in the big
wooded park nearby. I buried Princess Betty, the persian
longhair cat 3 years ago on the mountain.

Halifax is looking better to me.

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