Yu know Nick? Youre right my freind. The bus. Pretty good way of describing it all.
There is no one in charge here. We all come from different walks of life--have been down different roads, are from different parts of the world--but there is such a close common bond here.
This board isnt all about AA. Its about living the AA way plus-- We cry with each other-we laugh with each other--we grab others hands when others are down. I think we do much more than just share experience strength and hope.
We show love, compassion--we go beyond the boarders of AA into another relm
I have been put down outside this board for being a weakling, a cry baby--told to stand up and be a man--the whole ball of wax.
Shit-I never even knew how to show love till I was 18 years in this program. I never knew how to show feelings and emotions. I was a tough guy--but I was crying on the inside. The masks that were worn were many.
I do know how to show all the emotions today, and am very grateful for that. Ive poured a lot of pain and hurt out on this board, and its saved my life. If that makes me weak-well-I dont apoligize for it.
I may be called a softy--but today Im glad that I can be a loving, emotional feeling caring guy. Ide rather be that way than the way it used to be, because back then I never gave a dam about anyone but me me me.
Then theres the other side of the coin. I know what Im capable of and I really dont advertise it.
If you had 20 bikers heading for your little ranch and you knew you were outnumbered 20 to 1-Ide make it 20 to 2, because Ide be on the first plane out--put on the leathers and the brass knuckles, and stand beside you physically all the way.
Thats how I feel about this board, and the people in it.
You have known the codes that some of us have had to live by in the past. Weve both been there.
Well here we have an invisible code too. When anywhere at anytime someone reaches out for help let the hand of AA be there.
I beleive we take that one step farther. When someone on this board is having a problem in their lives-I cant help them fix it--but I do know if it takes a plane, or a telephone call to help them through it--Ile be there standing beside them. I dont care where they live.
Thats a big bond Nick.
I dont take any credit for what I put on here. The Higher Power works through people. We give what we can and we do it from our hearts.
We do what we can to help ourselves and others--and I firmly beleive that we go to any length to do it. Any length.
Back on the bus Nick gal--wele see where it carries us, individually and together. Luv yu.
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Mate...I got hundreds of bikes heading my way next weekend...and I could do with a hand making the coffee. It is very tricky recruiting the Country Womens Associations and the like to help...they still get all spooked and miss out on heaps of laughs...but they are coming around slowly.
Awww, shucks. I was hoping to get y'all out here this week...Sturgis bike rally starts....c'mon over and we'll have a meeting, if we can hear over the sound of the Harleys...love that sound!!
You wanna ride a kangaroo?? Bugger that. Folks think they are real friendly, but they can fight like there's no tomorrow. I'll do the clapping for you on that one.
I hit a bird today (well, it was yesterday actually, but I can't sleep). Had to go over and get a new tyre and was coming back on the highway and passed a cattle truck coming the other way. I dunno if it got caught in the tail wind or what happened, but no sooner had I braced myself for the whoosh (from the truck passing) that this bird shot out from behind it and thumped me straight in the side of the helmet and shoulder. Felt like someone had just punched me straight in the shoulder and nearly knocked my arm right off the accelerator. Took the wind right out me! Gawd help me if I ever hit a kangaroo, they are just pure muscle. But that was pretty muscley bird I reckon...felt like it anyway.
When I was young I used to always say, "One day I'm gonna go to Sturgis, and make a guy sit on the back and eat those sausage things (weiners?) that they put on strings and cover in mustard...just to see how silly they look in magazines. And maybe one day I still will. There is a trip round the states filed away in my brain under "When the kids grow up"...but I don't go to that file much because I just know I will miss my kids something awful, when they are all grown and off changing the world in their own special ways.
We have an auto spectacular coming up. That's what its called...and it just goes to show if you give something a name, it comes to be. It is a brilliant day...bikes, hotrods, classics, antiques, steam engines, monster trucks, tractors...if it has a motor, its there. I have a crew of ol mates coming up from the city, so am really looking forward to catching up with everyone again. But if I don't keep plying them with coffee, half of them drink themselves stupid, so coffee means I have a better time all round.
My rooster is going off his brain, and it has just gone daylight. How come you can be so tired and then you lay down and you're not???? Huh???
