stroke, perhaps even self-injury. These were the worst of
times. Instead she’d found me and herself in the ‘bomb’
moment. Our lives would never be the same again.
Bonnie had already stepped into the breakthrough
but she knew I had to walk through on my own. I’d just
take the first step. There we stood, renewed yet facing a
giant.
Our lives were pointless in the context of the purpose
for which we believed we were born. And while every
intuitive inkling pointed away from what we knew we
had to do, it mattered little. We knew we lived in a world
that was even affecting our very intuition.
All we knew was motorcycles … the most counterin-
tuitive invention ever put on Earth. It steers right to go
left. It requires throttle when the line screams brake! It
is a ‘dangerous death machine’ by majority account. It is
a life-giving companion.
Damn! We love motorcycles. So, what did we decide
to do?
Live completely by counterintuition as it relates to the
gears and cogs spinning that make up the way of today's
world.
Our days of work, buy, sleep repeat were done. We’d
decided to leave the Matrix. We knew life would be a lot
harder. We knew we’d lose friends, security, and would
end up in junky clothing. It didn’t matter. We’d seen too
much to go back.
Weeping in the dirt, we decided that day that the rest
of our days would be spent fully alive or rather, sprinting
in that direction. Carrying a message of hope is how we
would begin rewriting our story in the hope of inspiring
others that no matter the current line, plot or characters,
they could change their story too. Hence, Story Moto
ADV.
And so, here we now stood with the realisation that it
takes a special breed to do or desire living in such a way
that many would call hellish. Living in dirt, eating dirt,
smashing bugs with your face, slicing through cold, heat,
rain and 1000 inherent dangers with the knowledge that
you possibly might have to fall asleep in the dirt; ex-
hausted, bleeding, aching and, smirking with the knowl-
edge that you will have to do it all again tomorrow.
Think about that for a second.
Whether doing it or wanting to do it, you and me, we
are a little off kilter. And I guess that’s where we are
headed, we know there is a better way for us.
The question of possibility was off the table. We’ve
seen that all is possible, against all odds, not only in our
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