Hello Mr. Blog. It is your friend Mr. Morishige checking in to tell you about my adventures today. Well this is gonna be another unorthodox post, well what really is unorthodox when it comes to writing to nobody on the internet. Actually I don't think much is... I mean people write long e-mails talking about their favorite colors and what flavor their ice cream is hoping someone in the world will read it and actually care that their first car was Red... Wait what am I saying? ohh yes I am rambling, it's what I do best... Ramble on biatches... Well today you are gonna get a relatively amazing, well at least think it's amazing ramble from me and my last 12 Hrs. I've been writing these long blogs I think to exercise my mind at really being able to remember and recreate feelings, emotions, and experiences that happen on a day to day basis... Also I feel compeled to write so I will never forget the crazy things that happen to me.
Where to begin? Well I will begin with waking up. Today, Sept. 01, 2006 I woke up around 7:30, I had probably the best sleep yet since I have been back in Hawaii, not that I wasn't sleeping well, it's just I don't sleep that much because I seem to have so much on my mind, generally in the last week I have been going to bed around 1 - 2 AM and waking up at 7 AM, just because I can't wait to get in the waves at Honoli'i... Surfing is addicting, don't start... really I am only telling you not to start because there isn't enough surf in Hilo for all of us... But really you should start because its the best thing ever... Ever sucka...! ever... Well, I wake up, put in my contacts, put on my clothes, make sure I have all the crap I need for the day, and well, I head out the door... No breakfast, well I have some water... It's an amazing morning, cloudy, but the air is fresh from the rain over the night... On the way into town I feel a bit agro, well as agro as you can get in Hawaii, which really isn't that agro at all, but regardless, I feel agro so I listen to System of A Down - "Mezmerize"... If you haven't heard this album, well then you need to go pick it up and listen to it because it's the best rock album that has been made in a long time and you need to check it out. It talks about bitches and Hollywood, and dancing at parties... Yeah, it's a good one, check it out. Okay, getting sidetracked. Well, I get to Honoli'i around 8:30 and charge the water... hehe, charge the water, more like I walk down the stairs and watch the sets for a bit and slowly paddle out and chill at the left side of mids.
Mids, is sucking today, well minus the amazing sun pouring down my back and face, depending of course on which way I am facing, so primarily my face. Well besides the sun, there are way too many biatches out there and slim to no waves to catch, it's okay though because I am trying to teach myself not to care about waves and more being happy that I can sit in the ocean in Hawaii on a magical floating device, this is always a good thing, and it's also good when your magical floating device allows you to ride on waves. Ohh, it's time to eat, my mom is calling me up, I'll be back when dinner is done to finish the story, sit tight. Hmm, dinner is now sitting happy in my belly, ohh yes, my mom makes good tasty tastiness. Ohh, okay well, back to the story. So, Honoli'i is rather sucking today and I didn't catch much in way of waves so I paddle back in. I think I caught a total of 4 waves 2 of which I totally fucked up because I was so excited that a wave actually came.
Well, so I get out of the water and drive towards the scenic route and/or Onomea bay. The reason I go this way is because, well for one it's amazingly beautiful and two Nina Brav works at the smoothie stand at the end of it... Oh yes, she makes the most amazing shakes and chicken wraps, well her co-worker made the chicken wrap today, but I am sure Nina can do a fabulous job as well. So I drive down the scenic route, drive over "12 tons" (A bridge that I used to jump off a lot when I was in High School, well a bridge I still jump off) It's about a 30 foot jump. I always marvel at how no one got killed in all the crazy antics that happened when I was a kid, well that is another side story too, and I won't divulge. Well I get to the smoothie stand and talk story for awhile, listen to the sound of "Aloha Friday" that's pumping out of the speakers, it's a good time. Nina makes me the most amazing shake with, blueberriers, strawberries, lilikoi, Bananas, and more... So hella ono' and SPLITS. While sitting at the shake stand one of Nina's friends and I guess my friend now drives up... Malia. Malia, I introduce my self and talk a bit bout' the album and we get to talking about her music, She plays music! super dope fresh... She offers to let me take a listen and busts out her laptop. I am super impressed, especially the fact that she was willing to let me take a listen and that she had recorded it herself on her laptop! The recordings don't sound that good, but it's admirable and she did them herself... Well enough with the shake stand, we need to move on... Well wait, I need to talk about the spider I saw at the fruit stand. While I was waiting for Nina to make my intoxicating deliciousness I noticed the most amazing spider hanging on the awning. It had a yellow spot on it's back that looked like a demon face and it was wrapping up a fly. It was nuts. I am gonna have to post the picture I took. Well, so I leave "WHATS SHAKING"
It's about 11:30 and I am feeling the intense need to go back to the studio and get some music out of my fingertips. It's been at least 24 hours since I have laid anything down because yesterday I kinda slacked off. So I head back towards Puna at a moderate speed, well maybe a bellow moderate speed, when I am in Hawaii I tend to drive bellow the speed limit which is generally 55 mph. at the most... But the average is about 35 - 40 mph. So I am chilling heading back and I see a hitch-hiker on the side of the road... I have a compelling urge to pick him up, he seems harmless enough, so I do. He only introduces himself once and I can't remeber what the hell his name is, and don't get mad, cause he only said it once. So for the sake of making this letter roll of my fingertips a bit better I am gonna start calling him Hombre from now on. So Hombre gets in the car with his beat up back pack. He tells me, "I am totally stoked." In reference to how happy he is that he has gotten a ride. I tell him not to worry about it and that I am stoked that I have someone to annoy with my endless banter... He says he is heading towards Pahoa, more specifically Kapoho. I don't tell him how far I can take him but I tell him I am headed in that general direction. He talks to me about how he just came from a heart doctots appointment and how me might have a heart murmer. I think, that sucks ass but don't say that, I just express sadness for him, but we both agree that we are happy to be in Hawaii, happy to be alive.
Hombre, tells me he just came from Pennsylvania to house sit for a family who went to Burning Man. I say, "Burning Man! My brother is at burning man!" Well it's a small fucking world, that's for damn sure and it makes sense that Kapoho Hippies should be going to burning man. I tell him how water is the most important thing at burning man, well at least that's what Jacey expressed to me in a story once. If you have enough water at burning man you can barter for Alcohol, Shrooms, whatever. Why am I talking about burning man? Moving on. So we talk about coincidence and how small the world is and then he brings up smoking, yeah, smoking the GanJ. He grabs for is bag so he can pack a bowl, then he realizes that he is out of pot. Yes, this is what happens in Hawaii, if you pick up a hitch-hiker and he is headed for Pahoa, there generally is a good chance that he will be willing to smoke you out... Well, I have never smoked weed in hawaii ever until this day, and I will go into more depth about it in a bit, but basically he doesn't have any.
We talk more about Kapoho, the Lava flow, ect. ect., weed, Shrooms, people out of there minds at burning man, until we hit a crucial part of the trip. We are about to pass the point where I either drop him off at the side of the road to move on to get a ride with someone else, or go home. I make my mind up not to go home and to take him to Pahoa, where he says we can score some Pakalolo... I've been wanting to smoke in Hawaii for a long time and today felt like the day. So we get into Pahoa and park behind the cash and carry. While driving into the parking lot we pass in front of the Bank of Hawaii to see some sorry looking dude get handcuffed by police men, it's not a pleasant site, especially when you are looking to get some Ganj... I figuare the dude was trying to sell crack or some horrible nonsense, but it still doesn't give you a good feeling, just 200 ft. away some dude is getting in trouble for something most likely drug related. Well, I park and Hombre gets out to do his thing, he tells me to wait so I do. I wait about 5 minutes and he comes back with a dude, but instead of Hombre jumping into my car, DUDE does... And asks how much I want... So I say, 20... He pulls a busted ass freezer bag out of the crotch of his surf shorts and fumbles around and pulls out what he think is $20... What he gives me is definitely a lot more than $20 will get you in Cali, probably twice as much... This stuff is obviouslly homegrown split. I feel a bit aprehensive but everything goes over fine. I am feeling good about how Hombre has just hooked it up so I tell him I'll take him home if he rolls me a joint, well I have no pipe, so joint status is the only way to go for me... He says of course...
Well he lives in Kapoho, Kapoho, is the site of the most recent Lava flow in the US, well at least the most recent lava flow that has done damage to peoples residence, as a child I remember some of my friends houses burning to a crisp because of the Lava, it doesn't happen very often but when it does, it's definitely a crazy thing to try and wrap your noodle around... Burning rocks destroyed my house, yes, yes, it did, that's fucking crazy... Well, it's now about 12:00 and the most crazy two hours in awhile is about to begin. So where we are heading is about 15 miles from my home, but it is a different world, where Lava engulfs the land and where lush forest mingles with desolation... It's truely an incredible site to see, new lava, new land, new earth from the center of the earth... So we start heading towards Kapoho, now with the new Ganj we just aquired Hombre offers to pack a bowl... and I tell him to go for it... So he carefully packs a nice bowl and he offers me the greens, I tell him to take the wheel, well at least make sure I don't go flying off the road, and he does... Okay, so I am not the most proudest of this part of the story, I never under any circumstances aprove of driving and smoking reefer but I am sorry and I am not proud that I did... So don't judge me please, because this is where it starts getting fun.
So we drive a ways, about 10 miles out of Pahoa, now that I am stoned, minutes feel like hours and I feel like I am going on a never ending journey to the middle of no where at the end of the lava flow... It almost feels as if I will never be able to return. Obviously though I will be able to return so I drive on, we reach an intersection and Hombre starts talking about lava flow. He tells me it's not to far away and that it's going off right now. Well, he tells me, it's flowing heavily and that earth is falling into the ocean. I think about it and it boggles my mind. I say, well why don't we go check it out. See, Ganja, makes you feel comfortable around anything, I just met this guy and I offer to drive another 10 miles over dirt roads and walk 2 hours in the hot sun to check out the lava flow... My brain is definitely feeling hyper sensitive and the thought of seeing multen lava drop into the ocean boggles my mind. I know it's gonna give me the trip to the lava is gonna give me the most intense dry mouth ever but I decide to go for it. Carpe Diem... This is a familiar theme. So we drive over the Lava fields, there used to be a road that went all the way around the island but because of the lava flows in 1991, there is about 5 miles that got over run and they have only been replaced with crappy gravel / cinder roads. The gravel roads run along the same path as the old road so every once and awhile you drive on the old road then you hit where the lava flowed and you start driving on gravel again. This goes on for about 30 minutes. While your driving on this road you can see the steem billowing up in the distance, the steam that is being produced by the Lava Flowing into the ocean, it is an amazing site to see...
Because of the pot, this road seemed to go on forever, of course it was probably only 5 miles but it was an intense journey. After driving for what seems to be an eternity we get to the parking spot... So, I am here, 2 miles from where the earth is falling into the ocean and lava is spewing from the center of the earth, with a dude I don't even know... Mr. Hombre... Stoned... Wearing beat ass locals slippers... I hadn't yet calculated the bad idea it was until I actually started walking, when I started walking I realized it was a big mistake. I thought whatever... And started walking... Again, because of the pot the walked felt like it was slugging a long... While walking I kept staring at the old lava... I never really appreciated lava that much until today, today I realized how utterly amazing it is. Because of some type of chemical structure it always looks like it wet... Well I guess it's not really the chemical structure, it's just because it's shiny, not only does it look shiny but it looks as if it is constantly moving, well lava flows, much like water flows instead at an incredible temperature. So when lava hardens it looks like a thick batter, ripples are created that look something like the ripples in a thick browny mix. So while your walking on the lava you get a feeling of walking on wet browny batter that was at one time thousands of degrees... So we have been walking a bit, it seems we should be there by now but when I turn around to see how far we've gone, the car is only about 500 feet in the distance, damn I am stoned...
So we keep walking, every once and awhile I seem to freak out because the color of the lava field is changing making it look like it's either flowing in front of me or really hot. I imagine how horrible it would be to step in some hot lava, I imagine a horrible death, it's not a pretty picture but it makes good entertainment in my mind. I keep tripping out on the color of the lava as the billowing steam in front seems to creep just so slightly closer and closer. Well, now because of my ill' choice of shoes my feet start to hurt... The lava rock is cutting through my slippers and into my feet, not a fun thing to start happening when your a mile in to a lava field. I tell Hombre I might want to head back, and he tells me how it would be a shame to turn around now, because, "We are so close." I agree and march on... Around 10 mintues later the same feeling comes back, I tell him I really should turn around and wipe some blood off my feet. He looks concerned but still seems a lot more concerned about seeing Pele's wonderinf glory falling into the ocean. So I keep walking. About 5 minutes later one big stab in my foot makes me decide to turn around.
I say I am sorry, and he says it's arlight, and we start heading back... I know it's kinda sad I didn't reach the lava, but my feet would have been crying. On the way back I start feeling a mean urge of the munchies. I realize that I have two hershy bars in my bag... OMG a hershy bar in the middle of a lava field?! haha... So I take out my hershy bar and gernerously give Hombre at least half of it.... So now, we are two guys that just met each other, stoned, and walking with hershey chocolate all other our mouths, it's insane, not to mention my bleeding feet and Pele falling into the ocean not even a mile away. My brain burns with crazy thoughts and ideas. These are the times that spurn amazing creatvity in me.
As we walk back we see two people in the distance and they start walking towards us. In my mind I am thinking, what are these people gonna think... Two obviously stoned guys both wearing slippers, both stoned out of there minds, with chocolate caked all over their faces... I bet it was an awesome thing to witness on their part. We tell them how we didn't make it and I say it's probably about a mile away. I show them my bleeding feet and they move on. Finally the car is in site... My heart jumps for joy, I am sad to leave the adventure of the lava field but I am happy to get to a car where I can just move my left foot around and move at incredible rates. So we get back into the car, by the way, my window fell off into the frame while driving out because the road was so bumpy. So I hop in my window-less car and start driving back home. It's now about 2:30... So within 3 hours, I met a new friend, THE HOMBRE, got stoned, saw some dude getting sent to jail, got weed from some dudes crotch, drove to the lava flow, attempted to walk to the lava flow, and made my foot bleed from Pele's wrath.
On the way back we don't talk much, my mind just operates on a very abstract level, imagining how I will explain everything that happened on paper. I start traveling deep in the subconcious of my synaptic action, parts that normal don't surface. I think about a lot of things in the 15 minutes until the place I drop Hombre off. At one point I pulled over and wrote this down:
---> Perception is the most important thing.
How is perception built?
---> Who dictates the product of perception.
I should start a religeon.
---> The cult of true perception.
People who are looking to find the never ending goal of understand how to percieve...
Yes... I do get out there, but I think that's some amazing Shit... Well, now the story is coming to an end, I drop Hombre off at a major interection. And head home, the drive seems to take forever but I make it... I get home, eat Airheads, Heat up some food, and take a nap. I am woken up around 5 to my mom asking me to mow the yard. I say of course, and I hop on the mower, mow for about an hour and listen to the whole Bright Eyes "I'm Wide Awake It's Morning" my mom makes me diner... And I write this...
Hope u had fun reading this... I had fun writting... If you got to this point and you live in Hawaii we need to hang out... 408.930.2340.
