The Music of the Tires


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Balancing the Road

As we roll along the Road of Life, it behooves  us to listen to the messages we get from our vehicle’s interaction with the environment. There is noise and there is music. And there is everything in between.

And in between is where we want to be. That is the balance point, and the little weights on the edge of your tires do their work to get you there. While of course, they also get you to there: the place you are going to. For without balance, the ride is rougher than it would otherwise be.

So while you are going to the place you are going to, it is important to realize that you are always there, in a sense, if you are in balance with your tires.

Or at least it is pretty to think that you are where you want to be before you get to where you are going. For it is only by being there, then, that you will ever make any progress in the Journey that is your Life.

If you want to be here, now, that is your decision, but we seldom get anywhere by stopping along the way. The joy of traveling may be great, but it is the need to be somewhere else that makes a journey happen in the first place. And in the last place, too.

So if your journey is not happening, it is because you have not yet filled your tank with the fuel of hope. Hope is always for the future, and being here now is not ever going to get you over there. Unless you cheat.

Eroding the Balance

Cheating, of course, as I have learned the hard way, consists precociously of believing that the “here and now” can be made into something that it is not. Namely, the “there and then”.

For how can you be in two places at once, brethren and sistren, when you know not exactly where that is? If you are in fact nowhere, then the world is your wide open oyster. Which means: “Don’t eat it!” (Google “seafood safety” if you don’t know what I mean.)

Mothren and fathren, children and othren, I say unto you as a way of pointing out the obvious that there is no elsewhere other than the elsewhere we subsume along the way of our Journey down the One True Road to the Highway of Enlightenment.

Missing the Point

And if you are going Nowhere, every road you use, every turn you make, every breath you take, will get you closer to that goal.

So open your windows and listen to the hum of the tires on the pavement or the crunch of the gravel and rest assured that as long as you are on a road and your tires are rolling, you are going somewhere.

And remember that gravel is just a whole lot of small rocks.

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