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7.04.2018

You don't want to talk to anyone because you're a f****** a******! The young buff man in an army shirt shouted as he burned his tires driving away from the vehicle. Inside the vehicle was I working the process of collapsing it to resume travel when a pleasant voice.....

You don't want to talk to anyone because you're a f****** a******! The young buff man in an army shirt shouted as he burned his tires driving away from the vehicle. Inside the vehicle was I working the process of collapsing it to resume travel when a pleasant voice outside, knock knock. Hello friend how can I help was my reply. As I have written often I suspect that almost everyone that encounters me leaves thinking I'm an a******. Maybe I am. But I think what it is when the Titanic is sinking I'm not interested in pleasantries, my job is in many situations to help give an otherwise intelligent brain the opportunity to think, and the other wise dead heart the opportunity to come alive. Is it a bike, I said yes. What are the solar panels for, the two electric motors I said. Oh, it has electric motors? He replied. Yes, you didn't ask me whether it had Motors. I regret that he was so fragile. The conversation could have taken the positive turn. I do not regret that I behaved in the way I did. This vehicle and I are very vulnerable out on the road exposed at night. An easy target. An encounter like this could result in my demise. Among my duties is to be like a surgical swab absorbing the puss, the affection Infection and then being thrown away if necessary. My job is to be that of an antibody at times, encountering the infection regardless if it is my own demise or pain or discomfort. But my sense is there was goodness in this young man and how unfortunate that it turned out the way it did.

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