the whole Universe conspires in helping you achieve it.”
Undoubtedly such was the case with me towards my final years of high school in Santiago, Chile where I was able to enlist amongst my first band of thieves called: The Despreciados y Desechados, a movement of young Christian metal-heads set on revamping the Jesus Movement and reaching out to the outcasts by blasting Jesus into every neighborhood that allowed us to bring in our youthful-angst-and-impassioned-head-banging riffs and ruckus. I spent every weekend of my last 2 years in High School loading up an ‘ole pick up truck with our band gear, including my rocking 100-watt Crate Bass amp, and spent my weekday afternoons between practice time, street preaching and bringing bread and coffee to the local punks that were sitting in on abandoned downtown Santiago houses turning them into crack-houses before being scurried out by local police and forced to seek shelter elsewhere. No doubt this time in my life was one of extreme peripheral learning, mentorship and increased awareness. I was the young buck then and to this date fondly admire the zeal and relentless intention of living of those a few years ahead of me, with one foot in the Village and one foot in the Wild.
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All love and blessings.