broken dreams

i came upon this while writing an essay on ethics.

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hell begins the day god grants you the vision to see all that you could have done, should have done, and would have done, but did not do.

goethe

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it's good shit. bloody generous of god to grant this gift eh? gives us all a reason to regret.

but instead of hindsight, why not foresight?

had a talk with dad till late last night.
i admit i never thought things through from his point of view.

but neither did he.

this post is about my broken dreams.
and my father's.

further into the unknown

went shooting again, and so on and so forth.

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manufactured beach

trusty transport

i adore it

why always the tallest ones?

well maybe we should give them some names.

L-Bros, F-Mac, F-Mae...

perpetrator

missed

thicker than hair

motocross country

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recently stripped the hooligan helmet down for cleanup and maintenance. it's still in pieces all over the table, waiting for replacement parts to arrive. waiting for my new helmet to arrive as well. it's more insane than this one. oh god, awesomeness is me.

i don't swear by the brand but at least it's seriously cool and exclusive without being too shouty.

due to some unforeseen circumstances i shall hopefully be riding again soon. and no more miniature capacity scooters or scramblers; i'm getting a liter bike. so looking forward to it.

just realised i forgot to update trist and renne about my blogshift. unlike the masses, they get undenied access.