Riding for help?

Went for a roll last night, found some incredible drains; would of been nice to ride and take some photos but before we could even set up shop we got booted out so that wasn't very nice of the security to not allow this happening as it was "Government Property" and we were trespassing.. go figure?
As we come to grips of finding a new place to shred, the spots popped up and as did the photos, we even encountered the leap of faith which a couple of us took but the question is who survived..
Help? HELP? is that what we ask of? But do we really get .. help?
Some will, and others won't as it is just a question that can't be answered but guided with simple words put into the right context instead of doing it for us, why not show us, then teach us, then talk to us?
But then again a simple answer to a simple question like that takes too much time from people's hands.. so they think?
Just think if no one were to help this can... what could happen?
Would it jump?
Would it die?
Would it survive?
Or does it want attention ..

Another picture shown, Another question asked.

Another picture shown, another question asked and still no answer till the word is crossed out and we are left with but one single option.
Another question fades quickly into our minds and we think were back to square one with not one answer in vision. The thing we don't know is by questioning the un-questionable we are already 2 steps ahead instead of one, rather pondering on those 2 words, we ponder on the next question that lays ahead.
Before we are even given this beautiful opportunity of life, we know where it will end, not how; thus being the beauty of life in it self, but when man-made substances are involved is their really any beauty left..
There is no secret, no curiosity involved we have everything at hand for us and we still lack to see the obvious.
But then again that may be the answer, or could it be another question.
So.. smokers please?

He questioned reality.

The question with no answer, the question that leads into a new path either good or bad, hard or easy.
This question has been able to deceive it self for years before and years ahead, with us coming onto idea's and concepts of what our life could be made into, how we could strive for the highest whilst reaching it's lowest point.
The question thus being "What is life?"
With no meaning to that, can you, yourself answer that?
Replace the answer with another question and there you have it.. more path to follow, more sights to see.
This right here is ONE view on life, there are bound to be billions, but only one will be heard..

Skate red or die clear.

So friday night; it was time to get up and make a move, somewhere a little different, somewhere i haven't seen for a while.
So i thought where could i go, it appeared!
Buildings, shadows, factories, COLES!
The smoothest concrete to carve the old fishboard on, the shadows would be perfect to grasp in this photo and the quietness of the street would cure our paranoia of what could lie ahead.

A couple of photos, from a couple of different area's, with a couple of people.

The day spirituality approached me.

It was 9:00 AM walking along Balaclava, whilst enjoying the hot day I received a tap on the shoulder; this tap was a man, a man who asked me if I could read his t-shirt.
Thus being quoted "Unfuck The World" I asked him how we could reverse this fucking of the world and he replied we can't.
I stared at him with a look that not even I could imagine.. He started to explain his story, that from our whole is the God, Lord and Being this being where we talk, think and act from.
Resulting in this would cause you to be a "Higher Being" almost at one with yourself.
He asked me if I could share this amongst, so feel free to accept what he has said or feel free to oppose.

The Trail Home

Making my way home, to come across such a sign that could be melted to one another it had to be done; that it was.