Kyle came. I called him, he had a graduation appointment, where one applies and then speaks to a councilor about the ropes.

I tried the same thing, but always opt for the side road, and have too much interest in innuendo.

Kyle's plan: Save up a year's worth of work's pay, and travel, specifically: get the most out of his brain.

He used those words, get the most out of his brain, he wants to trick his brain some-how, and his vision to do so: jump out of an airplane/ land on the great barrier reef/ and then some other shit.

In other words: go from extreme to rest in such a short period of time, that the brain is tricked.

By tricked what he means I know not. And besides, he had just got finished telling me: that very morning he visited lokey, which is the name of our mountain, he stood there, looking over vista, all the way to pendleton, in google earth.

We have a mountain we deem our own, a mound of earth that just happens to be so near, that we treat it like our own, romping, roving about it, going up, singing our way down, camping once atop it. Her name is Lokey.

I tell Kyle: "Why not on that again?" Implying he accomplishes his goal on his iPad again.

He was too flustered to answer, and was still attempting to visualize his brain-trick, he was going on about google-earth, parts of land that are blocked, like San Nicolas, or parts of Catalina, that are muted out.

But lets hope he gets what he dreams for. What it amounts to? That will continue to grow, and change, but basically it sounds like success.

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