Planned Precision Movements… by jason lunn

Here is one I wrote earlier,…

These are not stunts or tricks, we are not magicians
we wish no illusion, just self discipline and self control

creating new vibrations, for you to feel, see and hear
bypass the mind, our souls are what steer

captured on analogue and digital rewarding
no money can buy the life we are recording

the media is the discourse, but this message unaffected
it reaches the hearts, that others have rejected

we grind down the concrete of constricting opinions
when true creativity flows, the followers in millions

now a time to transmit for you to receive
a moment in time of what we believe

these wheels always rollin’, stir up a storm
new boundaries created, high fidelity in form

“when are you going to grow up?”
speak the lips of old fools
this artistic expression, undiscovered in schools

all criticism acknowledged, yet all ignorance ignored
we just aim to inspire like our heroes before

the young rippers are coming, their wheels are on fire
step up or step down? Only one takes you higher

This is our language, to express how we are feeling
each movement presented contains its own meaning

Mastered through repetition, the definition perfected
Inspired by our heroes, who by talent
we elected.

(Jason Lunn 2002)

I wrote this poem in 2002 and it refers to many things spinning around inside my heart and head, however looking back I can say that one truth underlies this poem. Basically my mum died of cancer when I was aged 17 then when I turned 15 my father hung himself. As a result guidance for me and know which choices to make was based on all the people that I saw in my life and in the media that inspired me. Alcohol, drugs, colleges, schools, churches, religions and business all aimed to influence me but I try to be aware of their tactics and instead follow those who inspire me through their achievements and actions.

I have my heroes and I will list some of them one day, but In Lakey Peak Sumbawa I found a new one, his name is Eugene Tollemache..this is Eugene

This is Eugene from behind, this scar is from breaking his neck surfing whilst on a surf trip when he was younger, hitting the sand on a shallow wave..

This is Eugene from the front having looked after a fellow surfer for two sleepless nightsHe is standing next to Christophe Frat from Hawaii, Christophe is wearing a neck brace from damaging his neck on a slam on a big wave at Lakey Peak. If it was not for Eugene’s previous experience and super big heart, Christophe Frat would have probably received a lethal injection from an untrained doctor from Sumbawa or ended paralyzed due to medical incompetence and negligence,.

To give you an idea of what kind of person Eugene is, below are three photos from the local surf photographer Grommitt shot from a boat in the channel,..

This is how Eugene continues to overcome his experience of a broken neck…this is why Eugene is a an inspiration to me

People often say you have to face up to your fears, Ok if that is the case how do you explain facing up to this,..This is what Eugene looks like standing up in a barrel of water heavy enough to break your back and neck in half then shatter the rest into tiny pieces on a bone dry reef,..

Eugene is a humble legend, he works in Cornwall as a lifegurd by day and a chef by night to save up enough to go on three month surf trips. When he is on a surf trip he is one of the kindest friendliest and most instantly likeable people you are likely to meet. Eugene is an absolute legend and each morning when the waves had been so big they had keeping people up all night crashing on the reef, he would knock on my door at 5.15 am and let me know he was going surfing if I wanted to film the action… The amazing thing was he had been up until midnight drinking enugh Bintang to drown a surfer..If it wasnt in a green glass bottle with a Bintang label Eugene just could not get excited about drinking it..This is Hannah Eugenes girlfriend..Surfer Bod!Eugene Tollemach by jason lunn Lakey Peak Sumbawa Indonesia 2009