Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Temporary Farewell

Dear People,

 

I feel like I’ve been at war for much longer than what most are aware of, then maybe I’m aware of. Most of my life I have had to switch uniforms, having the curse and blessing to become the comrades of many armies, or playing on different teams, having the opportunity to meet a variety of people. Yet my allegiance to the war against intolerance, poverty, abuse of human rights, and the abuse of Earth’s natural resources never yields. I have been blessed to have had lots of success with my current uniform, my current army, the California Conservation Corps. 

The trail that leads to legendary success is treacherous, because no such trails exist. These are made solely by the individual that chooses to make such a  trail. On April 24th 2011, I, along with a few of my fellow current comrades, have been selected to embark on another journey into the backcountry of some of the United States of America’s most beautiful national parks. We will have no electronics, or communication with the outside world except by mail in which I have written the address below this message. I will be headed to Kings Canyon National Park, led by a man name David Villarino. When I was locked up years back, an OG once told me: “When you’re in here, all the days are the same, except for your first and your last.” But this new experience isn’t jail. This will be liberation. I’m looking forward making lasting friendships, as I feel I have with the California Conservation Corps that spans beyond any temporary uniform. Another man once told me if I plan to attempt to carry the world on my back, make sure you stretch. I stretch every day. We stretch every day. There is a lot of work to be done, and when I return, I hope that I am an even better person, and I can contribute even more to society.  

The King returns September 28, 2011.

Jason Evans

 

Jason Evans
Attn: CCC Trail Crew,
P.O. Box 928 Kings Canyon, CA 93633
United States of America

 

 

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Friday, April 15, 2011

Showtime

Showtime. No turning back. Sometimes we must reside temporarily in the darkness, only to step into the light when the time is right. But how does one know when, the clock you were given at birth is faceless?

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