Learning to Code – First steps – Part 2
Not much has changed in that is visible on my page. I have added some styling to make the pages display differently depending on size of the browser window. This will enable adaptive stylings and layouts on different devices according to size. I added some links to my favorite resource page. Learning by experience is…
First Steps – Part 1
I have decided to start learning computer programming. It has been three weeks so far. I am really enjoying new concepts. There are so many things to learn. Right now I am staring with javascript, HTML, and CSS. These are the languages of the web. Combined they can be used to style and design functional…
A Home Away From Home
The dog barks. Is there any statement more truthful? Most things can be debated, but surely the dog barks. I can feel the weight of my hands pulling my wrists as they hover over the keyboard. The table height is not right you see. The chair I use is a dinner chair. It is wooden…
Efforts of Habit
Today I lose my train of thought often. Undoubtedly because of marijuana consumption. Smoking marijuana has become a habit. More on that later. When it comes to writing I tend to ask myself, “What is the purpose?”. This question is difficult to answer, and it often causes writing to cease or not start at all.…
Breaking News
As it has been quite some time. This post is more of a test than anything. I have changed web hosting providers and have some tweaking left to do with this theme. Generally this is how I would like things to go, tally ho.
The physical path of mental narratives – allenhall.ca
The only thing that is real is what I tell myself is real. Sometimes life can be convincing of what reality is and what reality is not. But I have seen enough examples and come to believe that what is thought to be reality can be altered and changed by thought itself. Reality…
Ghost Train to Defeat town – 2 minute read – allenhall.ca
Defeat is the apex of learning. When we fail we discover entirely new things about ourselves and the world around us. In my opinion, this is the purpose of life; to experience it and learn from it. So then why is shame and fear centered around experiencing failure?
Meditations – 2 minute read @ allenhall.ca
I was eating only beans, rice, and potatoes at the time and found I had lots of energy to burn.
Home Sweet Home
Family is a weighted glue that seems to hold it all together. It also seems so very heavy and sticky and in other words… cumbersome. I guess that’s why the thought of leaving can be fantasized. Family reminds me of singing. It is very difficult and I do not seem to get much better…
The Mirage of Monsters
Abrasions incurred on my right elbow, shoulder, hip and ankle where minor yet bleeding with a sting. I shook off the damage to my ego.
264 Kilometers – www.allenhall.ca
This is the first 264 km of my trip. I am 2.64 percent closer to my goal of 10000 km and arriving in Thailand. Already the gifts seem abundant. I think back to the tale that helped me make the decision to take on this crazy trip “The Alchemist” and remember some advice the…
GPS Signal Lost – Allenhall.ca
I get ready to depart La Malatre holding back tears as we eat our last breakfast together. The emotional wounds endured by this family are opened again. This is a repeated outcome at La Malantre. While we eat breakfast I witness the tears and sadness well up in Evelyn as almost ready to burst.…
On Following The Heart – allenhall.ca
I intend to cycle from France to Thailand. After that perhaps I will cross Canada. Those are the big goals.
It is, evidently, the heart and mind that seem to speak most loudly. It is perhaps in these two organs that all other decision processes flow through for consideration before being made…
Negative Feedback Loops – allenhall.ca
Our brains are artificial intelligence in that they are designed to learn without our knowledge of their learning. Through experience our brains observe life and our interactions with it. Our brains take note, they recognize patterns, they store this information to influence our behavior. This is part of a safety mechanism although this ‘Artificial…
The Universal Language of Love In the Mountains of Morocco
“To be completely satisfied, to not need appreciation for art but to feel it so completely and natural like the vein of life itself. Allow it to wash over you like the first life understood by the newly born person.”
Ascending Mountains in Morocco
The scenery eases the stress of this ride as all around me in every direction are large mountains cutting across the horizon. The Sky is pure blue and the red clay earth is dotted and detailed with small green trees that I do not recognize and some that are told to me by Reda…
A Moroccan Welcome in Africa
Blood sprays a vibrant red sheet painting the concrete. I stand in the unfinished beach house in Morocco which belongs to the father my close friend Reda. Reda braces the lamb as father and son perform the traditional sacrifice. The knife is sharp and supplies a clean cut cross the lambs main throat arteries.…
Budgeting, Intimacy, Community, and Travelling around the world
I have not worked in six months. I have traveled across multiple parts of the USA and am planning to circumnavigate the entire globe in the coming six months.
We are Being Sold the Easy Diet
It is easy to do nothing. The quick prospect of getting what we think we want to quickly fix our current perceived problem can reward the brain to want more of the same action. Want to lose weight? Buy a diet. Want to have more friends? Buy the latest fashion. Want to cook better?…
You cool man in Pontiac MI
Inside there are two attendants who are behind the counter which is completely closed off by double sided glass doors which look bulletproof. There is a woman shopping in the aisles, a man in a wheelchair buying lottery tickets, and the kid who asks the shop keepers for thirty eight cents who both shake…
Observations of myself and others in humans
You stay at home and are afraid that any interaction might cause further pain so instead you cozy up with your pain and end up nurturing it. You might form a symbiotic relationship with it and without even noticing feed it so that it grows and stays ever present.
Naked in the Rain – Part 2 – Snakes and Guitars
When dusk settles in at the Hostel in the Forest a bell is rang letting all forest residents know that dinner is about to be served. At the sound of the bell I eagerly find my way back to the kitchen tent. I meet today’s cook, the job of cook changes every day, and…
Naked in the Rain – Part 1 – Swamps of Georgia
My room is reserved on the second floor and outside there are two parked state trooper vehicles. Immediately I feel like I am breaking the law. I have plans on poking holes in a pop can later to smoke what’s left of the grass I bought back in New Orleans. I carry my things…
Walking in Memphis
After a weekend in Nashville’s nightlife I feel pretty taxed. The clouds never did let up and I use this an excuse as to why I do not explore the city much during the day. I do find a guitar shop. Mostly because I sort of lost interest in it. I visit the Johnny…
Married In Nashville Tennessee
Gordie and I take a few walks and runs during the late hours of the night. We do a few laps at a grocery store parking lot. I try to explain to her that she may need to calm down when meeting new people and that her excitement might cause new friends to not…
Pizza In New Orleans
Guy’s monologue breaks momentarily as we both notice another hitchhiker with their thumb out. I ask Guy what his opinion on the situation is “Should I pick him up?”. Guy seems to evaluate for a brief moment before saying “Oh yea! This guy is old, pick him up!”. I slow down the car and…
Soaked in Nashville Tennessee
The rain at this point was like a mist. A heavy grey wall surrounded the city encroaching on its skyline and trapping my view of Nashville to my immediate area only. Chris and I catch a shuttle downtown and on the way I enjoy the way this grey fog mingles with the tall buildings.…
Part 1 A Naval Crossing
If you continue on you will be reading about me as I retell my life in varying speeds and settings with ample attempts at mirth.
The Oxymoron Definition of More Mindfullness
I saw a headline on a magazine while waiting in line at a grocery store. I think these magazines are very distracting. So bright and colorful. They are right in the place where people have a chance to talk to one another. Not that anyone talks to one another. Its very scary because we,…