I wondered if I should produce a blog, a sort of journal of my trip from Garding to Los Montesinos on my BMW 1200 GS.
And then there's Instagram and Facebook and Tictoc and all these forums of self-promotion, with questionable content value, that often serve one's own ego more than fellow human beings (with exceptions, of course, as fellow human beings tell me).
Do I now want to add another piece of content to this inflationary global pile of content? - Probably not. Why then nevertheless have a blog of my own? Because I have found that in this way I can describe my soul life in a wonderful way and look at it as if from the outside, without anyone knowing anything about my transcripts. I tried it out with my blog http://peters-eigenarten.blogspot.com/. Nobody knows about it, nobody looks, nobody searches for it. It's my treasure, invisible. It's almost like H.G. Wells' Invisible Man. Human maturation and growth needs discipline. With this blog I invite myself to this discipline, without judging when things don't work out, or don't always work out on time. I invite myself to conscious awareness. Only with a conscious perception of what is happening around me and within me can I write this diary of my journey. For me, this is a kind of therapy, a meditation, a humble process of getting to know myself more and more. I am sixty-nine years old, the journey is not over yet.Here she is, still in our carport. This summer was kind to us, there were quite a few sunny days and I drove her daily on my way to the gym or shopping, daily small trips that make riding a bike just a normal, day to day affair. Its like life, life is a daily affair. We can look back to it, and we can consciously experiencing it, here and now.
