Originally Posted by poolguywindsor
Oh it's me poolguy, most of the time when I ride through this board I have left the harsh left brain realities of every day business life and I am sharing from the right brain escapist mind.
Years ago before trip reports I used to do "rambles", they were stream of concious thoughts without periods paragraphs or question marks, drove some people to distraction, I am not very good at "we went to, we had",,,,,,,,. I lost my rambles in a computer melt down in 2005, funny thing is a friend had kept hard copies of my Jamaica and some other subjects and brought them up a few years ago,,,,,, l.o.l. watch out Kerouac
My personality type is off the charts intuitive, I sometimes have a habit of going to the destination w/o sharing the route I took to get there.
Hmmmmmm,,,,,, Buffalo Soldiers, part of American history, the medallions by the ears of the horse harness are US, a harsh time in our history but a time of adventure. My grandfather served during the "speak softly but carry a big stick" era, the horse tack he brought home had the US medallion on it, this was a time in our history that we did our first world tour showing our might to the world, a time of adventure, my grandfather always spoke of the shear #'s of the Chinese nation and for that reason what a formibal foe they might make, the English brought Chinese supervisors to Jamaica at the beginning of colonization to run the business side of the plantation they are still on the Island today. I began going to Jamaica and part of my travels included delving into the Rastafarian Movement and found the Lion of Judah and it's context to Solomon to be intrigueing, my first carving was a lions head from a Rasta carver, I have many other pieces from him today, many reflecting his transition to more peaceful and flowing thoughts (fish) and of course the various pieces of my village.
One of the biggest international proponents of the Rasta Movement was a guy named Bob Marley, one of his stories is about being "stolen from Africa brought to America, fighting on arrival, fighting for survival,,,,,,, when I analyze the stench to me this makes a lot of sense" .
Back to my family endentured servants that sold themselves into servitude to come to America, some followed their Indian families from the Carolinas to Oklahoma on what is now refered to as "The Trail of Tears" in 1830's some of which those Buffalo Soldiers may have been policing.
The medallion on the Buffalo Soldiers tack, the medallion on my grandfathers tack, the parallel journies, my ending up walking part of the same earth that Marley grew from,,,,, symetary? I don't know, feels right to me.
I say with a smile I don't mean to dash your hopes, but you are probably never going to find me sharing "then we walked down to and,,,,,,"
