The Library at the End of the World


                It’s been almost a decade since I’ve even touched this blog, so much has happened in that time and I’ve learned so much. I don’t even want to read what I used to post and even thought about deleting it but I can’t be too hard on myself, I was younger then. I should be proud of the fact that I set out to try and change the world and I should be proud that I continued to educate myself and fight  for what's right even if I didn’t keep writing.

                A lot can happen in a decade, I went back home after getting stuck in Sacramento, California. I had tried to get back on the road many times but one thing after another kept me in Sacramento. After 4 years in that city I was so torn between continuing the journey or returning home that I left the decision up to a coin flip, I went back to Alaska. Leaving Sacramento I reflected on the friends I made and the was grateful for Liz Crespo who took me into her home off of the street and gave me some semblance of what the experiences a normal young teenager and adult would have. leaving was bittersweet, but I’m glad that fate chose to send me back home because I was able to reconnect with my ancestral roots, I learn what it’s like to have a place and things of my own, bonded with family, and most importantly I strengthen my relationship with my father.

                Even when growing roots I sought out adventure & there was plenty to be had in Alaska. I hunted moose, trapped critters, I traveled up and down many rivers with snow machines and boats (I even attempted to race speed boats with my uncle Sterling DeWilde). I help the homeless, at first as a security guard by saving people from freezing to death, then later as a drug rehab counselor in a remote village helping natives reconnect with their nomadic traditions. I even became a Bernie Sanders delegate and ran for public office; protesting and campaigning were amazing life changing experiences!

                The year that Hillary stole the primary and Trump became president was a hard year for many reasons. I had my first brush with a near fatal illness, many loved ones died, and some hard truths started to sink in. I slipped into a depression for a long time, I had even contemplated suicide a few times. But I decided that I’m a fighter no matter the circumstances and I resolved to head back out on the road again.

                I’ve also decided to pick up blogging again, I'll continue to keep writing this time because I have a decade of research and experience that's begging to be let out. I’ve got so many completed stories on back log right now as I’m starting my journey and I’ll release them regularly. I feel like I have so much more knowledge to share and my writing style is much more fleshed out now. I feel like my life has meaning again, even when helping the homeless and being involved in politics I felt like I was caught up in the rat race and going nowhere, but now I have a plan that I can have faith in; I'm headed off across America on my motorcycle with the intention of building a library in the Atacama Desert. I’ve changed the name of this blog from “Say No to Big Oil” to something that matches with my current goal “The Library at the End of the World”.  
         

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