End Transmission
It is with not a shred of regret that I end The Hills, 98006 / newporthillz.tumblr.com.
I started this blog as a kind of identity training. A bit of therapy; perhaps I was going a bit out of body in the early months of 2014 after suffering a rather abrupt jar to the head in December 2013.
Auditory and visual hallucinations abound, I had shed over thirty pounds from my frame in a month. When the docs were like, โdude, youโre good,โ I set myself on a course to know my self.ย
Happy to report that in a coal creek, I became a kid again - William James and Oliver Sacks my rock-skipping companions. โThe way in is through,โ Iโd say with persistence of a man I once met on a boat in the British Virgin Isles.
How could I have ever thought all this double vision (perhaps double talk is more appropriate here) would make a Dad twice over of me with the birth of twins, Zana and Arno - my little compound eyes.
Be headstrong but donโt die. Have a vision but have a life. Own up and be there. Youโre not getting older, youโre getting younger.
-- Mike