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Published: September 5th 2010
Student Parade
Beautiful Traditional Thai OutfitsTrajectory, as wiki says, "is the path a moving object follows through space as a function of time." The word has been seriously innundating my world for the last two weeks. Popping up in dreams, conversations, pulling and pushing me toward what will probably result in me sequestering myself off in my room studying more about control theory. Nomad is the other word that's coming around a lot too. James and I were discussing the similarities and differences between nomad and vagabond. I'm a nomad. James is a nomad. I love being a nomad. What is it with trajectory and the percieved control we have upon it. What does influence or direct it? Do we, ultimately, if we're in tune with our soul...our deepest wants and desires direct it? If each of us is on a particular trajectory then how do we end up where we are and doing what we're doing? If you view it through Matrix-like eyes would you just see blurs of energy converging and diverging through the dimensions of the universe? Perpetual comet-like energies. I think of this as I recall my thoughts and emotions around moving to new places. How could I have known that a
Rainy Season
We first heard and then saw this wall of rain coming toward us! seemingly random dot on a map would have such an impact on me? We all have this. Whether its a new job, new lover or a new city...we never know. I find that exhilerating and understand that it fuels my nomadic behaviors/lifestyle. I'm learning to see the potential and not dwell on the loss that comes with our trajectory called life.
The other night I was pushing James, on the motorbike that was out of gas, to the gas station. I was laughing the entire time at the obsurdity of the scene. Not only does everyone know that we're the only crazy non-Thai residents in the neighborhood, but here I was pushing a man down the street cracking myself up along the way. People were pointing and laughing right along with us. Or was that at us?
Two weeks ago James and I set out south of Tak for one of those dots on the map. Along the way we found an amazing hilltop temple, farmland that was so gorgeous it made my soul ache, huge smiles and waves from people who continually stopped dead in their tracks when they saw us, oh and we almost ran over
Taksin Maharat National Park
Our friend Temmy guiding and teaching us! a dog. By 6 pm we found the dot (a national park) and after waiting at the checkpoint for some time, in addition to a lot of pleading with three Thai park officials, the gate went up and we went in. Our one and only stop there was a waterfall. As the sun was setting I layed down on the rocks and tried to absorb it all. The raging water flowing within a foot of me, 100's of huge dragonflies darting to and fro above me, the light rain and a brilliant rainbow. I realized four things then. They are (in no particular order) 1. I love exploring. 2. I love meeting people. 3. I love nature. 4. I love food. Then it really started to rain, the sun had set and our bellies were growling. The ride home was, again, in the rain...that seems to be the norm with us and exploring around here. There's nothing quite like racing a storm down a mountain, on a motorbike, with the rain pelting you in the face at 60 kilometers an hour and lightning striking all around. We won the race and then only had to deal with the bugs, and
Super Big
The largest Krabach tree in Thailand I mean A LOT of them pelting us. My favorite quote of the day was James yelling, "If a butterfly hits me in the eye I'm goin' down! But, I'll try not to kill us." Before long we were back in Tak eating, again.
I'm drawn to the people here, their culture and lives. The haphazardness of their world and the warmness of their hearts inspires me to learn the language. I do really want to understand where they are coming from. In two weeks my teaching contract is up. I'm so excited to pack a few t-shirts in a bag and set out on the road. I'll hopefuly spend two weeks volunteering on an organic farm/seed-saving operation/ sustainable living and learning center. Afterwards I'll travel south to Bangkok, relax a bit and then it'll be off to another farm to learn how to harvest rice, by hand! Who knows how long I'll be there. Perhaps a few weeks. And then? Haha, that'll work itself out in due time.
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mrigaa
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oh ho! the student parade looks ways more fun and fancy that i'd envisioned. i thought everyone was going to be in jogging suits. also, the thing about the word trajectory is the implied teleology, or a fatalism. the implication that the that the direction and velocity of the go point determines everything. perhaps trajectory should be meditated upon in combination with "desire".