Today is March 17, 2018. This episode is from my attempt at another solo podcast called "Walk of Life" that never really took off and is actually from May 5, 2016. That's almost two years ago if you are keeping score at home. But why I am posting this just now? That's because on the primary entity of the Pookon Inc. Empire (www.pookon.com), I just finished posting the pictures and captions for Iceman Celebration Day 2016. Yes, I understand that none of this is relevant anymore because I have changed so much due to the unstoppable passing of time. But even though I am different person now, this episode encapsulates who I was at the time and what I was thinking and feeling on Cinco de Mayo 2016 as I stood atop of the Skylon Tower overlooking Niagara Falls as I was about to enter my 35th year of life. So click below to time jump back into the past and see what life was like at that glorious moment in time.
Direct Link to listen / download: http://pookon.com/music/Walk%20of%20Life%20E3%20-%20Niagara%20Falls.mp3
A more in depth retelling of this tale can be found on at http://www.pookon.com/icd/icd2.html, but let me tell you right here that I had an amazing experience. I love being up high on my tower. From an elevated vantage point, I like to be able to see the World around me. That unique perspective is something that you just cannot get on the ground. It helps you to understand how truly small you are and how big the World is. At 775 feet above Niagara Falls, they say that you can see both the Toronto and Buffalo skylines on a good day. Since I was up there at dusk/night, I concentrated my seeing power on the falls herself. While walking around the observation deck, I talked about the different towers that I have been on (from Rockefeller Center in New York City and the Stratosphere in Las Vegas and someday I hope to do the same thing in Seattle from the Space Needle and Toronto from the CN Tower) and how much I loved being up here. As I walked around this relatively small round space up here (as you can see from the picture on the right), I got a little too deep and introspective on what life means and what we mean to the life around us. Happens. It was Cinco de Mayo and I was drinking backpack booze. None of this makes sense. But why should it?
When you are up on top of the World (or as far as someone like me can go on a restricted budget), you get to marvel at the surroundings. That's when you realize that for some people the sky's the limit and for others the limit is the sky. I'm not sure exactly what that means, but for May 5th and 6th I was willing to live outside of my means and celebrate like there was no tomorrow. I hope to live a long and fruitful life, but one of these days today will be my last. And I hope that when that day does come, my final day on this planet will be something spectacular. I understand that not every day can be the greatest day ever. But if I try hard enough and rage until the wheels fall off, there's a chance that it won't have to be.
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