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Location:Texas, USA Naturalized US Citizen of Irish extract -   Fixed Wing and Helo trucker.Interests: "The Absurdity of Man". I am a proud supporter of Blarney, Nonsense, and Hooey. I enjoy being a chopper jockey, and trying to figure the world, people and belief systems out. I'm just not very good at it, so it keeps me real busy. I scribble, blog, run this website, mess with rental houses, ride motorbikes, and read as much as I can. I went solo 44 years ago, and I like to say I'm gonna get me a real job one day. When I grow up. ("but not just yet, Lord, not just yet") For my aviation scribbles see www.chopperstories.com.... enjoy! I wish you Peace in your Life. May you always walk with the sun on your face, and a breeze ruffling your hair. And may you cherish a quiet wonder for our awesome Universe. Life isn't always good. But it is always fascinating. Never quit.
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Hey! Gotta TICKET TO RIDE...!!





For some reason, I have long thought of Life as being a privilege to live. It seems to me that we all get this one, precious, TICKET-TO-RIDE. The lucky sperm, as it were. The guy who beat a couple of thousand other frantic tadpoles to it. Hay-hay! Look at ME...!  Bingo...!   Winkthumbs

In this manner, I tend to think of "getting my ticket's worth" and "drinking the cup dry".  I wrote a scribble one day, called, ironically, "Let's Ride".   

I also wrote "Manifesto", with a strange, almost burning intensity. It was just the way I felt about things - passionate, wanting to GO, move, RIDE.  



If you go to "Francis Meyrick" and click on my avatar, you can then select "view all works". Some twenty two pages of titles open up then, (Yeah, I know, what a lot of scribbles), and on pages 3 to 5 you will find a bunch of scribbles labelled "auto-biographical - spiritual quest".  Most any of these, when I go back and look at them, seem to incorporate that same degree of passion. Thirst. A desire to explore, push my mind, live on the edge.

I am therefore often at a loss to try and understand permanent, long term, utter, total, black, terminal depression. I can understand being miserable, but for me that's usually a finite period. There comes a point I've had enough. The middle digit then gets exercised, like this,




... and on we ride.  

Gotta TICKET to RIDE...    Fly


Sensual Overload - The Snowstorm

Storm and Fire - Passion & Judgment

Sugarloaf Mountain



go back to list of possible Tunnels Out?   Fly


go back to Index?   Smile






Last edited by Francis Meyrick on November 30, 2014, 5:55 am
We little humans, hurtling through the Universe on our tiny, pale blue dot, will find few answers to Life's great mysteries. But we should at least find many of the questions. To write is to ask. To seek. To grope. With humility, and humor. Peace.
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