The ever-expanding consciousness of Lonewacko

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RE: Our conversation of Sep. 19, 2003 ("The Conversation")

Dear "Ems,"

    I'm sorry it took me so long to post about our meeting at the EMS store in Albany. As you can see, I'm not using your real name. ("EMS" store, "Ems," get it?) As you explained in The Conversation, you're a massage therapist, and if a bunch of your fellow long-distance hikers knew what you did, they might bother you for free or low-cost massages.

I wish you best of luck on your long, long hike. As you suggested, I took a look at abraham-hicks.com and thework.com. They are certainly most interesting sites.

However, the Lonewacko is not too very "spiritual." Furthermore, the Lonewacko is supposedly an INTJ. To cut a long story short, Lonewacko doesn't believe any of this crap.

Wait, I'm sorry, I didn't really mean it that way. I realize there are many many explanations for our universe. There may well be ghosts living among us. I may well be the reincarnation of, say, John D. Rockefeller. However, my thoughts are based in the here and now, the nitty-gritty of getting down the road a piece.

As for "hiker magic," that I can buy into. However, as we discussed in The Conversation, I still see it as a tit for tat kinda thing. If I give enough out, eventually I'll get stuff back. If I get something unexpected, giving something unexpected to someone else will repay my cosmic debt. While you may be correct about whatever it was you were trying to get to about vibes or something, I still see it in strictly mercenary terms. It's a zero sum game, this "hiker magic" thing.

As for the rest of The Conversation, I'm afraid because of the delay between The Conversation and this post, I've forgotten the nuances and details of it. Moreover, I was also distracted because I wanted to (finally) have a Greenspun moment with someone on my long lonely tour across the U.S. Yes, I realize I should do my own thing. However, the Greenspun thing is mainly a joke. Except for the part about me wanting to out-Greenspun Greenspun. If he's the king of web-logging-travel-writers, I want to be the fucking Pope. I also believe you have a "friend," and it wasn't like I was trying to find a way to get you out of the EMS store and into my capacious suite at the Schenectady Motel 6.

In any case, I wish you best of luck on your travels.

Yours in Christ,

Lonewacko