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Overview
About Me
CURRENT MISSION
spreading happiness
ABOUT ME
Hi I am 58 a poet and a professional driver now not working due to health issues, I am a smoker I'm afraid, hope it doesn't put you off. due to failing health I am sorry to say I can no longer show you around
PHILOSOPHY
Making the world a better place, one act of random kindness at a time :-)
Why I’m on Couchsurfing
HOW I PARTICIPATE IN COUCHSURFING
positively every way i can. come and see me, call in for a chat, come and stay awhile, i hope we can become life long friends
COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE
i have been fortunate enough to stay with two beautiful hosts, wonderful souls and i have been blessed with nothing but great surfers visiting me. i love to help people, and i love to meet folk so this is home for me
Interests
interests lie in humanity, compassion, collecting antiques, appreciating the natural beauty of this world, cycling and the spoken word.
I hold equality and fairness close to heart.
- writing
- literature
- poetry
- beauty
- music
- spoken word
- cycling
Music, Movies, and Books
A day in the life of Ivan Denisavitch.
Lord of the rings.
Down and out in London and Paris.
The throwback.
The green mile. A few good books
One Amazing Thing I’ve Done
spent eleven years driving high speed trains, took prince charles home on the royal train. rode a tandem down a mountain at sixty miles an hour. writer of poetry, student of philosophy via life not academia.
Teach, Learn, Share
i have poetry and music in my soul, and humour in my veins, i love philosophy, my mind is full of ideas
So any way the days roll on the distance gets greater and we all change. Find those who once we knew are now different people from those we once knew .i have seen it so many times before. Life’s like that, it twists and turns in ways that sneak up and take you by surprise. Till, in the end the surprises don't surprise you any-more. They just add resignation to your repertoire of emotions and you move on. Then one day you wake up and find another year has passed. Another step towards that inevitable day, arrivals and departures share the same terminus, it's a busy place people coming and going sad farewells and cheerful arrivals, I’ve seen them all. It’s just life and life is, well, unique and unpredictable. Would you listen if I tried to tell you, would you doubt my words or ignore the gentle pitta pat of my tears. Cold and unrelenting though this isolation is I still remember warmer moments when this Arctic loneliness didn’t gnaw at my bones. Funny how the river twists and turns, meanders, and rushes headlong to pour its heart out in to the ocean where at last all emotion is diluted by the overwhelming sea of eternity. Eternity the space where love lies bleeding under a night sky of twinkling stars, their mirth untouched by individual sorrows. Such a small thing one’s emotions in the scheme of things really.
BY LYNSEY HOWELL