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A "Real" Modern Day Drifter
Topics: The Silence Club, Aaron Novak, Drifter, travelling, photos
Posted by Thesilenceclub Fri May 11, 2007 16:15:22 PDT
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A long time ago before life's big mouth opened up and continually chomped down on the your average man, there was youth. I remember days when me and my good buddy Danny O'Connor would climb trees, play Zelda and ride our bikes to the local candy store. Those were days of simple pleasures and huge dreams, un-foiled by the callused mind state of adult realization.

When you grow up life is exposed to you in a whole new light. You begin to see that all of the people you looked up too are just as weak and un-reliable as yourself and the world seems a bit scary.

Amongst the hum of opinions and philosophies that exist around you there are pathways. Pathways that accommodate different types of people. There are those that base material and educational achievements as the sole face value of your existence on this planet. There are those that place religious beliefs as there guidance through the great journey. There are those that don't really care, but just want to be accepted by others to personally confirm there right to be who they are. There are those that take it upon themselves to deem what is "Quality" and what is not as far as the content we digest in our daily lives. And there is the Old soul, in steady, calm and quiet observation mode. The soil around him calls his name. The itch beckons him to a new destination. Not knowing where he's going next or what will happen, but still he walks on.

Me and my friend Danny O'conner both grew up Jehovah's Witnesses. We were both disfellowshipped from the religion at an early age.

We moved away from each other a long time before this all happened. But 10 years later we re-unite to learn that both of our paths had taken simular twists.

Me and Danny used to squat in the Crest Drive-in before they tore it down. Before we re-united he also squated up in berkeley for a while.

I later came back to society and have the whole 9 to 5 gig. I have certificates in HTML, PHP and a pretty good resume for a once homeless outkast. But still....... I feel the itch. Sparky sends me pictures every once in a while and I get a feeling in my chest of missing being out there. Away from all of this meaningless bullcrap.

I listen to the way people talk.

I walk down the street and look at peoples faces as they look at mine walking by.

I listen to the radio.

I stare at the Television.

I stare at the cracks in the sidewalk as I walk down the street.

I throw words across the internet hoping to catch a breath of fresh air from someone living and breathing.

The only thing that keeps me here is the overwhelming joy of music and the empowerment it gives me and a girl named Jennifer.

The world calls me. But I suck it up another day from sunrise to sunset.

I'll leave you with some pictures Danny Sent me.

Enjoy Danny.

 

For now I am a Zombie.

 

 

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Comment From: twinkie

Call me greedy but I, for one, am glad you're "amongst us." We would have missed out on the genius songwriter The Silence Club. Comment From: thenovelist

I used to live in a car, but never squatted. That would be tough. Comment From: Thesilenceclub

:) Thanks for reading it. SMOM: Was that guy from america or was he from vietnam? Comment From: Tammyj

Very well written Aaron. I believe that everything in life happens for a reason, though the reasons are not always clear to us right away. Your life's journey is far from over, and who knows where your path might lead next. Live for today!! Comment From: JulieJordanScott

Love this one, Aaron. I just want to sit here and breathe in the words, in silence, for a bit. Thank you. Comment From: shampy90

d00d. you are a breath of fresh air. seriously. and i enjoy kissing your ass from time to time, if you haven't noticed. hahah, i will see you soon man. Comment From: anarchowill

aaron those days were the best squatting at the crest. then you got that apartment downtown. and spike sparie and i built you a whole living room set out of dewars milkcrates. and remember working at that call center, and hanging outside the AMPM on california untill the guy inside gave us a big ass bag of food to leave. those were the days, back before society got its hooks in us and tried to force us into suits. keep in touch man www.myspace.com/willswain