What Gives You Peace?

ComparedToWhom · 09-03-2010, 01:31 AM

A plethora of responses came to mind when reading the question, but I'll post the first one, which was a visual that momentarily took me away from this keyboard....

Straddling my sport bike (aka "crotch rocket"), wearing a full-faced helmet with full riding gear covering every inch of my body (meaning I'm privately passing through the world and those around me without a single regard to gender, race, age, identifying demographics, etc., etc... all people know is that I'm a human being, which is how I wish to be seen!), hauling down an open road. I feel the temperature changes and smell the cow crap and feel like I'm *in* the world, rather than an on-looker, and my mind finds a peaceful cadence with the jet-like engine between my legs. Yeah, I know, sheer terror for some is utterly peaceful for me. Maybe this is why there is no place - big or small - I haven't traveled on two wheels in the US and Canada.

(<--- double peace!)

09-03-2010, 01:31 AM	#11
ComparedToWhom Junior Member How Do You Identify?: oh geez, a box... if I must, I"ll go with GeNdErQuEeR (100% all-natural, organic) Preferred Pronoun?: don't care as long as it's said respectfully Relationship Status: Rolling solo Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: On the road/trail (see pic)... refuel in the Valley of the Sun (AZ) Posts: 23 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2 Thanked 55 Times in 13 Posts Rep Power: 553	A plethora of responses came to mind when reading the question, but I'll post the first one, which was a visual that momentarily took me away from this keyboard.... Straddling my sport bike (aka "crotch rocket"), wearing a full-faced helmet with full riding gear covering every inch of my body (meaning I'm privately passing through the world and those around me without a single regard to gender, race, age, identifying demographics, etc., etc... all people know is that I'm a human being, which is how I wish to be seen!), hauling down an open road. I feel the temperature changes and smell the cow crap and feel like I'm in the world, rather than an on-looker, and my mind finds a peaceful cadence with the jet-like engine between my legs. Yeah, I know, sheer terror for some is utterly peaceful for me. Maybe this is why there is no place - big or small - I haven't traveled on two wheels in the US and Canada. (<--- double peace!)