Airport art. From naga land. ..they had carving totems too..very pacific.
Mural in train alley.
Second 90 day stint.
Egypt to cairo..sick.
But with good airplane films
All strangely echoing themes of men with kids..and evokeing emotional weepyness..
1 manglehorn (al pacino)
2 infinitly polar bear
3 security (action no brainer..but hes protecting a 11 year old girl..)
So all these disolveing redundant male architype roles fed back to me..eh...
In a vacuume sealed autonimous airport faximilie of life...or is that just my identity makeover matrix globalist agenda spreading
Make it back jubulently without any bad stuff..cept a last gesture from egypt man authority..customs pat down strikeing my nipples forcefully. It seemed...fuk i hate egyption guys...i glowerd at him..
Dont fukin touch me like that creep.!
Dont care what uniform you got on.
I dont have a bomb in my tit dude.
Googled rape in egypt..yep..suspician confirmed.
Massive child abuse n male n femal rape stats...thatll explain sone of the dark vibes.
And we rememver the cheery cathlic background hum.of ya ruined famly..and
Psycho standover fsmly violence of ya own pacific state house ghetto..
Which was a utopian privledge of course in the 70s.
.with last of my energy off plane..went on tuk tuk tooon local crounded train..
Sewer smells n crouded rubbishy frantic street. Familier homely!
But i like it..its fun..seeing being with th reguler pple transiting.
At hotel..where i left bike there pleased to see me..
to pay up obviously fer storeing bike..
Which doesnt start and has bits pinched from it and is coated in grime n dust from atmosphere
I go to small hot room. And fer two days in dark
drift in infected dark warm sweaty lump rusty barbed wire throat feeling infection..
In cheapish hotel.
Finding th cairo antibiotic starting..
Still sleep in life review kinda memory identity storyboard..some inturnalised confrontational throat chakra pyrimid mummy action.
....whats false....psychological origins of evil
Edges bend..judments collapse
You see ya self
As a kid
Memorys rush back ..how loss
Amger judgement criticism expectation..
Block..this sublime freedom
A glimpse of
Some other creatire
Th real you..the timeless soul..kid..being.
Cathartic discharge of a ritual sick..in body.
How graced to start again dispite that ever preasent shadow..great teacher.
Indian streets swirl.in a million moods..
Sometimes hostile filthy apathetic
Then at a different hour..modest kind professional helpfull
Then..money hungry...and every eye on ya..
But wouldnt get anywhere..without the enmeshed generosity help and openess.
I dont know any hindi...
Its amazeing im getting by at all!
Dusk theres moments of play lightness civility..pple end work.. hang out
A chai with a guy...a fella buys me a mango juice in th middle of day..when i finally emerge..bloody good.
As if th universe was saying...
Its a relationship..its not all about me spending...but just being here.
A contradiction to feeling like a walking cash machine
.ladyboys hussling fer coin.
Firm commanding clap clap clap!
I give em 5 roops. There was eye contact.
A photo with a chip maker boiling chips in huge couldron veg oil.
.a cell phone shop help..maybe the network will process my number when they get round to it.
Directions tomorrow for bike journey.
Spokes on bike had to have repair work someone or potholes..had broken 6 of them on one side..was feeling unballanced.
All sorted.coulda been done on purpose just so i could be escourted to th repair guy..but..im too suspicious.
Glad it was sorted out..about 20$.. saw him do it..kinda cool...watchin th repair.
Maintainence not getting wiped out on th road.
Street samosa pretty good...
Little things..guy gives ya sloppy sause dribbles down ya leg..did he do that on purpose cos they dont like me? Whole shop stareing at white guy..
Is th laughing pointing at me like fun or..ahh ...mean.
Shit i gotta eat too! esp when sick..
Didnt eat fer 35 hours..sweating n moaning in bed.
Thats th down side being only white guy in town
Everyone notices ya..pretend not to if there polite
Stares if they dont give a fuk
Often glowers darkly from hairy hunched youth on motobike.
Different than egypt..more..hmm safe?
Lots more well wishing friendlyness if ya engage.
I love the atmosphere of openess on street.
Everythings kinda on show..
the flour grinder
The preyer shrine..
The macine tool shop
Everyones kinda lookin out..of there shop..or hanging arbitarily
Or playing a game in a circle on a cell phone..giggling..
Or ...any number of chaotic weird innocent stuff..
In th dust
Open sewers n honking horns
With sequined bling n repose of jaw..lofty looks or
Just a average crappy modern developing town.
Werkin folk..doing there think as village.
..maybe that level of availability n function is not with us in nz dunedin.. th west. Were all so removed from being of service or needed in th competion of economy..
Frontage of web review..peer apraisals n psi ops of media ego spin.
Shit..people here just do. ..get on with it.
In th shit.
They probly dont notice anymore.
THe galaxy phone shop next to ye olde male barbour wooden box guy.
Fancey saree shop next to bakery.
And assorted street fryed things guys.
Dogs hangin in warm sun gravel from a half finished repair on a crumbly house...
All left on chaotic street.
Its a hell of a neihbourhood..!
I was so glad to be back
ive been realy cross n offended heaps of times already.which i kick myself for
Im a reactive dick..but ..
It is challangeing being ill.
Still..."give me the money"
Seems to be th catch phrase..
Which is before hospitality implys im not gonna pay at th hotel..
Ya think somewheres decent..cos they wipe th floor..
And have suits
But there as clutchy n preditry for the pretence of what passes fer a classy joint around here.
Feeling betterish..needs basicly met..and
Off to elora caves on th bike..if i can get gmaps going.
Im tetherd to needing internet big time..interms of logistics.
..a ancient carved tourist zone of antiquity in a canyon...on way to agra.
Taj mahal....then varanasi. Thats the next few weeks. plan.
SO FUKIN LUCKY TO BE PRESENT
WITH THESE PEOPLE
THE WORLD SEEMS LIKE A MAJICAL DIMENTIONAL PROBABILITY OVERLAY
AND TRANCENDANT MAJESTY N DIVINE RIPEINING.
Its all sooo beuatifull...
Its all too beuatifull...!!
THE INNER AND OUTTER SYNERGISE THE STEP
WE MAKE OURSELFS MAKEING EACH OTHER..
IN INTIMATE SUFFERINGS DEPENDANCYS AND UNDERSTANDINGS
WITNESSING HUMAN INTELLIGENCE
NOT MENTAL VIRTUAL HYBRID LINEAR.
FULL NATURAL SLOW DEEP REAL.
ARTS LISTENING THRU TH VEIL
TRANSLATEING IN OURSELFS
ANCESTERS CALL SPIRIT WORLD
AS IF THERES ANY OTHER.
MAKE THE LANGUAGE
ENERGISE THE FLOW
Accepting shit as it is
Understanding what that..is
(Life work there.)
Methane permafrost melt
With upper atmosphere hi energy beams
Arctic sea temp riseing heaps
Super volvano detonations as probable
Manufactured global winter..
Versus run away climate change.
What artists have known fer thousands of years
SELF REINFORCING FEEDBACK LOOPS
(Crystslising to whole cultures even)
Guy macpherson wellington talk
Or a more succinct over view
I like this guy cos he opted out n farmed a permaculture farm ..
And is a anarchist
As a top academic scientist...the heirachy he has trained in..has not deterred his ability to truth tell.
Got a nose fer that..
But some will live a wee techno topia in a bunker.
Im having a past life regression
A weird psychogeographic cultural integreation with memory..of..
Somewhere else..bottom of the planet where i live...but most of my genetic history..is european..also indiginous at some relitivly recent time..
Any self help group would agree
Admitting youve a problem.is the first step.
Since when was death a problem anyway
For a species...a planet..anyway..
A spiritual mythology..pantheon of astro theological countings creening necks at distant points..
Advanced math...some..knowledge inhearited from previous civilisations
What of time mumma?..what are all the babys for mumma?
Do we wake up in a shiney rainbow dimention..far far away with everyone we ever loved and nice angels who telepathicly offer comfort?
(Or for that matter mid class glitz hotel trashy pomp fer raj n baba)
Its a blessed n increadable journey.
Everything..as it is...the people
So greatfull lucky and kind.
Thank you thank you thank you
Suger cane juice.
Yeah so given the sobering
Catastrophic collapse of our imaginary world.
Even with AI n mars probes n mega rich vampires n all that.
Its about...as it ever was
Journey of the soul
All is gift
None of it mine
And just a privledge n honour to be witness.
Does our transindental witness zip back to alpha centurei? Th peleides?
Or ever wrathfull phantoms of a doomed acifiyed planet..no way of upscaleing th karma cognition to next level..to ascend as it werre
All too linear i expect.
Were either all loved infinite creatures of magnificence
Damned lowly sinners.
Who can tell these days.
I know my own flip flopping software malfunctions
Is incomplete upgrades.
AS IT IS
Sort of implys take everything assumed away
Clear view whats left outside of me n my.
That neo cortex thingy...jeesus who installed that!!
Pretty aware at this juncture
Of my dependancy..of insulation
My independant (personal excess cash affords) individually masks
Oil fed empire ego self.
Good job if ya can get it..fer planet bacteria..maybe a insect..
A fly structure.
Yeah behelzebub..thats me.
Divine temporary life blip.
Jetting (albeit melancholie) thru village structure developing werld....
Privledge cowboy..albeit..alot less so than some indian tourists ill add.
Yeah..get ova ya self..could be ignored at home..screeming away at th end of th house while ya mother gets her career saving th world.
Art that lovely psychic commody war zone of aesthetic choice..intellugence
And refined processed disapointmrnt
Self will n manifestation.
When everything falls away.
All them socialised lies we reinforce
Cos everyone else does.
I realy dont matter
Cept to me
A tiny amount of others.
Hideing away nz sensitives.
Makeing up the adult story..
In th post colonial bully hive of fuktards.
Pompous pc robotic automotrons
On auto suggestive clone farm
Lifes a ecstatic strange delerious crystal clear dance
Wakeing dream phantasm of co created natural forces..
Pulled together from a material dimention..in local self defineing space..
Its all we know
But theres probably heaps more to it we are missing
Cos of our narrow bandwidth
Culturial bias groupthink
No great answers here..
Gods great !
(insert meaning system of yer choice in that term)
Were all fucked!..planet fever
Its not even nessesarily our fault.
Fizzy cosmic froth
Made of the mind
In which it froths.
So big profit vampire
Farm you n me till th end
The toys at christmas
Always fuk out pretty quick.
Im at a typical plastic table
On plastic chair
Going to elora caves.
Where perhaps pple used to virtie signal there political godliness fer there set of ruler elites
Perhaps there was a pious uplink in there over th 1000 years of sectarian wership
Some crazed poor monk saw thru th insane monkey bullshit.
Tryd not to be used
anything else there likely to do to ya.
My privledge...lookin at a countrys past relics...feeling like this is the
Of it all
Post history rant
Strange attracter pulling from future
Terrance sound bite 98
Ok..so my fairy god mother.."twanky"
Suggested in her way
That ...rather than imminent heat death of planet n run away feedback loops already underway..
(Keep on shoppin yall)
What is life anyway..right?
I mean...WHAT IS LIFE
Even if it ends as us.
A brief flurrish..on a rock.
Speaking of rocks..this one kailash cave
Named after th mountain..ca4v3d from the cliff..over 2000 years ago takeing 900 years i think.
Kinda mystifyed me with th lingum cave.
I like my religeo anthro tourism to have metimifisical cock n pussy milk bath symbolism.
Na truly...i felt it.
Symbolism thats literal as it is universal.
Its real dark in there..inturnal space.
Smooth worn rock floor..pillers..
Got me thinking..the equivalents of "carving" today.
Information sculpting..data..bio tech gene design..light even.
All that s i fi paranormal narritive of uploading ya self to a another dimention..
The recent ancesters knew this already was that. Without th gadgets....think that edge is why mans religeon is so fizzy about death god n soul..afterlife..
Maybe womans religeon would be bit more present embodyed..would cash machines be psychotheripists too?
Give hugs..do longterm service arrangements fer protection n submission to alpha egos..
I was in a shit mood tday.
Slept in a stone monks cell..
Was gawkd at by indian famlys..
This as sanctifyed as it is..is just another famly outting n trimket sales point.
Im tuneing in..to intent..worship..artistry..math..
And eery chambers awsome leeching rock dribbles..its echoing a minimal natural aesthetic ..of fundamentals..for me
I reckognise my own singuler search or feeling for reverence mystery
Wanting that to be central..even in silence.
Perhaps it is already.
Imagine...having nothing..being a 12centry bhuddjist monk in a stone cell..ya whole life.
Or a rate payer in port chalmers.
Whole time im recogniseing im vibeing on "nature"..erosion time elemental stsin..th edges of surfaces..the discordant with th articulated..contrasts..
In aotearoa..the sacred spaces for alot of us are raw..not synthesised.
Like caves stelagnites
Mountain trains avalanch..river rock pools
Swirl ..coastline cliff bush n forrest.
Whats left after the realestate market anyway.
Thats why the retarded kid
The mentally ill
The successful social achiever
Are all as important as the well adapted normal ignorant.
Unformed information..has as much raw content as formed made.
We usually just ego fuk the shit oitra anything we turn our hand too cocking it up entirely.
Lemmie be a hunter gather
Die young wen i can still root n forrage and it means something
Civilisation..was a mistske.
As a kid i was morosely upset at th lack of trees on th plains and hills in chch.
Couldnt understsnd how any of this town was progress at all.
I liked saphire n steel mind you..dr who..
Oh yeah..this iz my blog..im gunna wank on as much as i need seeing as im depressed travling alone in fat white middleage loner no famly everyone hates me privledge.
Seriously..no social context..outside of a visa card..what can i say..im not driveing drunk.
Still social context may be a bit ambitious in a robo hive of virtual meem cluster interface n isolation self centred conformist right wing strut
Victim slave children.
If we were all passionate maori warriors and told th brittish n th globalist agenda to fuck off
Grew organic veges n wild meat
Gene resurrected birds..
Sang more aswell as read up to date periodicals concerning star telepathy.
Ride my whale.
Sleep in my car.
Its a hi ace van.
Ahhh so tel us about love master
(Parodying a time when people spoke freely)
Love my child
As destructive as creation itself.
It starts with ya mother
It never realy ends.
Material acculation seperation
That..vain echo of hearing ya self hearing about ya self hearing
Others part of it..but peripheral to inner.
It would appear there is only you
But thats apearing to a false entity.
Infact theres no one there.
Whats there is water in a stream
A death in the trenchs 1918
A influenza death in the jungle after fritz visited.
Love..when im the breath n sun n
Wind n collideing galaxys in fast forward
I need you to need me
as needfull things need
Trust obeying giggles.
Knowing itll go to shit
Knowing it cant last
Makeing a effort anyway
Cos we love you
Theres nothing else to do..stick around
Report..no one listening
report...hear ya self burble bullshit
Kindly suppose ya better than ya feel
Whats the measure?
Umm were mamels and thats the biochemicle soup we jive on..
Although it could be..a entity from between versions of ourselfs collectivly fractal peering in thru the tulpa cam angle
The one th one the one
Grains of sand
Echoing feedbacks echoing feedbacks
Intencifying in dencity
Woops theres the dna libary all over me skirt.
Sacrifice empathy forgivness
Honesty commitment willingness
Cooking cleaning..spending alot of money
Not doing what ya want to all th time
Admitting ya wrong
Admitting there wrong
Inability to make it right
a candidate at all
About shareing being alive self acceptance
Early home life
Anger resent distrust
Problem yer always a problem .
Acting addict sociopath
Burnin down th house...tryd so earnestly
YA GOTTA TRY T BE GOOD AY
soaked in other ..made being born.
abortion.. womans choise
Play th game
Bigger picture in everything
Sketching.. very good student.
took my own hand
in my heart kinda from future or something
Weve made alotta decisions together me n this guy
He looks out fer me .
fuk with majic.
A start u
biggot tax ring
make it ya self.
Get a bit of faith
But generally love looks like a soul having a life time
As th conditions permit.
As it is.
A wee weird majic is not realy real.
Even if ya a bloody awfull
(Fukin stupid ass hole of a website .two hours uploading shit painfully slow n it crashs..goddamn i said some good reportive scenery)
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Bat shit crazy india
hot sun pot hole trail bike
Shell be right fix fix
Which involved washing
Rather than much mechanical
Shes lookin good mate.
Young dudes n boy cranking n pulling n greaseing...hope th carrier holds up.
In the heat i was wznting to avoid desperatly
In th middle of crazy town.
(There all crazy town whole damn country)
Try n find coffee fer doodle diary ritual
Four story dept store..air con..
Very mid class..with its own beurocracy too...what ever ya buy hasta get bagged send down stairs verifyed..checked
By a team
Guys in uniform hover at ever step ya make
Ask advice..amd they own you..
Dont move sir..
No! Dont move..im just finding out.
Getting help often means expending alot of energy on the helper..who will not understand.
Ok im being ruthless
But...its insane th layers n levels.
The streets like mad max..chortling churning matrix of multitude..spagghetti flows...with grit. Belching smoke..
Kitch tradgic glam..
Little packets of chewing tobacco n pan..
Got a peeled cucumber from a guy...
Vegetables...bit of dipping salt fer that
Real thick lassi..with spoon n wee almond on.
A jalabi..a engorged syrip starch thing..bleeding suger n colesterol.
Been in india for 14 weeks.
Still everyday theres insane shit that surprises me.
Megga horrendous political dance off from back of truck..street party.
Politicians trying to buy festival religeous fervour...with big bass crap music..audio assult..the kids loved it.
Disco beats of infant heartbeat machine
Truck in celebration
Wheeling down road..cops twirling fingers..directionally
White foam spreys from dancing boys
Hi preasure ejaculations..
Some toxic agent no dought steriliseing them.
Drinking orange juice..gleefully
The mangled wrecks of road warrior trucks..
The market junction..
Suger cane diesel push me pull you rattle..
Throb of royal enfield
Wind of accelation..cooling and heat similtainiously
One day..ya try 10 atms
Next day try th first..it gives abundantly.
Not even ya state bank!...
Friendly dude selling chineese crap fer girls outside. Wee glitz mirrors n stuff. Trash.
This country runs on trash bling..and munted trucks...bellys in stained singlets..
Smuggled woman in auto rickshaws..
Sarees hideing them..
Expressionistic paintjobs in hotel rooms
Ceiling fan mantra chakras
Throaty throb of th motobike
(Mine dont do that)
Childs emo sheets proclaiming i love you so much..
Its all too much
Theres no hideing.
This horendous hybrid human mutant circus..desperation n goodwill
Skills n ignorance
Chalm n vulgarity
And thats just me!
Clink of suger cane grinder machine
Boys rush up when im asking google where to go
Welcome to my country!
And some coal powerd neclear facility over there..when that dont shut down..n th infrastructure grinds t halt..itll boil n burn fer decades poisining fer hundreds of miles and sending radiation inta th atmosphere..like fukushima..so all these power plants are death sentences fer..well the world realy. Cos who trusts a govt who cant install sewage or water..but shell b right with neclear waste n emitions.
..privledged lil white boy from clean green land but..yeah..na. were fukd mate.
Junior mech..and road gang .its facinating to see cival infrastructure erectected by hand...binary bits of big development..human labour. And the shanti village tent slums they sleep in by th road.
Preyung monk guy..changes mantra to
money money money
Wen he saw me comming.
Yet field werker old timer..handshakes so gently..theres some resonance..intent
Genuine care..so touched..waves me on my way.
A heron crane flys by
Truck belching soot.
Small town crossroads
AXIS bank delivers
Please hide your secret code
Th computer warbles in pidgeon english
The man at the door has treasure fer all girls!
Although many look to be rather meek property items..in backs of lorrys or mini van famly full..sardines
hotel highway wedding venue mega plex
Falling apart childlike privatised fantasy
Ocean view (mid india mind you)
Dream laxmi sooper fun holiday
Regency maharaj executive
All some rinky dink decaying theme park dysfunction..sim city game...
Its like merchant economic marketing religeon has sectarian spread its capital viral empty dead apendages
God gone (or made a party politiccal tribal emblem of statis n authority in th human matrix)
Hungry corpse of illusion wails thrusts on tarmac of global colony.
The outter precincts are called colonys
I can only imagine th mafia don who organised that.
Culd sum up the existential crisis of this modern trash empire..
Egg burger hut dudes seem cool with it all.
Low income vendors..not there problem how the mighty shit over everything.
Theres tea on th hiway tho
And shiva on th menu who toots
(The menu is also frontage..they wont serve much..gruel n fryd bread and proud)
Woke up this morning..whats the essential nature of man?
Went t sleep listning t ayn rand audio book.
Yeah wow the public..
Make the work
keep the diy self realisation
like wow dude
you culd have a real n interesting life too
As jail inmate nzild corp
Dont expect much fraturnal communication..real unreal battles..feverd self innitiation pilgrimages.
neural edumicational reference building architechture language reality
Obedience chip set
Well is there any other?
Whats arts werk?
Why are we here this side of maybe?
How many chances ya got?
Youll get dirty be very lonly
afraid and then
be the change..self defineing the software.
Fractal unknowable god self in fragile self aware feedback loops..holograms built by the core directive..
The weak cowardly n conformist..will deny n try hold ya back....rationalist square paddock profit motive..white bread.
Damn...posthuman skitzo diatribe
mollest me imagination
Self soul planet..
Thems who ..disavowed the soul
self..becone th imprint forced inta them
A suicide of moral integrity...
To class money..and ownership.
Externals...telling you who to be.
Propper normal goid.
a well desighnd self.
Lifes what happens when we are buisy makeing plans
And god laughs..
Or something like that.
Ahh down a litre of water
Some mango juice
Road bus appocalips..drink alot of water.
The guy at the restraunt had a shrine fer a handsome young guy..garlands hang
Maybe some priest
Na..my brother shot himself in head.
Black look in his eyes.
Ahh sorry man..thanks fer shareing
Mine too..hung himself
i makes neck gestures.
We still alive eh! I say.
So as long as only some works from a specific sanctiond period...under the dead wrappings of a emotionly illiterate used car sales man..from some booshwaa richy rich colony
Yes only some works..he realy was a bit much
We cant tollerate one
makes us so ...uncomfortable.
Whats yer essential nature?
Consciousness light dark..
cos its gonna end..real soon
This is it..
None of it is ours..its all phenomina
Art acts that language out..inturnally..
Expands contracts..tests boundrys
Gets it wrong..
may if its lucky..get t be itself.
But we know what happens to children that are them selfs dont we.
I made it to a beaten up hotel motel.
Establishd eventually i needed a room.
Got one. I offerd tarif as they didnt understand.
Equally..huge kitchin goin on..
Couldnt order..thru sign language they didnt understand i wanted dinner.
But over n over in a mobbed way..where you from what country where u going..single?
No..im a genetic endtimes story.
Pretty sun set.
This guy in th dribbling shower bucket bath.
Crazy bus road..some festival.
Chai boys burns.
OH LOOK DICK FRIZZELS SELLING SINGLETS IN INDIA.or boys..maybe its a clone toy sex doll?..made out of nz wine n native hardwood?
Im sure the babyboomers apprietiate the waterd down frontage of a advert exec n his consumate taste.
Its so ...so...human to be a artist isnt it.
Love our property portfolios and winerys by the beach..
Round them all up..plastic bags over there heads
Gaffertape..make them werk in a prison youth rates
till they pay off every cent of every student loan n inflated mortgage in th land.
Sell there body parts to the chineese..
Experiment on there corpses fer the longevity drug ..
Ban there litriture n art
Kill therr progeny
Haha were such a idealistic christian colony..everythings fine in skitzaphrenic alchoholic pedaphile lie land.
Keep picking the scab..youll never heal.
So WHATS THE ESSENTIAL NATURE OF MAN THEN MAN?
Well probly let a supercomputer werk that out fer us..install the bio port..hook up the nano particulats
Obey ...we shouldnt havta think..feel.
We just need money .. .
Oh some say love .connection
What we are to others
What we are to ourselfs..
Can you be with ya self?
What are ya then..
Forget about all that other shit
The people in ya head..
Echos of others
echos of others
Hooking on identity deferral ..
Fish in water dont know water
Strip it down.
Its a scary crazy exciting time t be alive
All these ideologys
Being unconsciously made for us by unseen hands..manipulated.
Toward goals ..
Society class ownership
Totalitarian one world government
Were not on a train to the gas chamber are we?
As long as you serve a use to the regeime
And never mention the regeme.
We care for you.
People are good..
Hell life is sacred..
(Only the bits we controll mind)
Narrow the slits down to hand held devices
A beurocratic intelligence test of servility
Every time i ask a hotel or whatever if theres mosquitos they say no
I get big fukn welts from mosquitos.
Hotel from hell.
Drunk guy wanders inta m room at midnight telling me chipattis are ready.
Walls exude days heat..so its over 40 lieing still sweating on lumpy matress
If th door in window open to get th moderate temp lower outside ya get bitten by bugs.
I almost thumpd th drunk guy..
But settled fer yelling and brandishing a fist.
Just walks in while im trying t asleap half naked..with cell phone to take images it lookd like.
Couldnt get food last night..although they wrre cooking.
There real friendly...but..dumb?
Gee havta try n not be a reactive prat this morn8ng.
Im not very gracefull when im a fetish object to every mustached alpha in a turbin..
So very little sleep..
as gene host
Cosmic agent of fractal cosmos
Victor of eternal battles..
un needed to win
Exist to contribute gifts
As we find each other
Is the self
Well the shanty shack guy with rice n pakora n unemployed guys hangin round. Acturally stepped up n gave me food!
Restaurants on th other hand..repeatedly time after time..i place a order..and nothing happens. Even when i make it 3xplicitly clear.
So i eat on th street..cos apparently fourteen guys need to pass the buck fer ever to cook a guy pancake n generic curry mush...
Even swankyish hotels ignore me..i dont get it..i loose the plot..raise m voice..get angry..storm off..so hard to get served.
Street guy vendor..kinda gets the fact humans need food..he relys on it.
Yay little guy..
Like werking kiwi painters..in enacted inturnal gesticulated process..
We deliver the goods eh.
Bbc werld telling me how it is fer me
Rest coupla days...
Mail a diary home to ya friend
Jesus ya show off ya got one!
Dont drink th scum water even if ya boil it
Get a stainless steel kettle.
Have a poo.
Reverent inside..self care
Makes it all less work
Its getting that mix eh.assertion n hustle
N flow n acceptance..
Pple have totally been stareing at me
Its not bothering me as much
Funny feeling fer a often paRanoid guy..
But its acturally real ya kind know where y at.
Pple think n act all different ways.
Sone jaw drops
Some stare zombie rude
Some hand goes out automaticly
Some ignore ya..just another person
Some look ashamed
Some smile n laugh
Some look like ya confronting them personally with ya existence
Some smirk like
What you doin here ?
Others look agrieved n incredulous like i violated them.
Strange ol gig...ghetto tourism.
Officially it aint a ghetto
But...looks like one t me...
But people are pple..
the ten thousand things
We notice on THE WAY
Increadably decent chap in man mani hotel...super cheep.
Telling me of th sights..
Ok i had t clean th last guys cig buts on th floor n poos of th loo bowl..
But th fan werks good
I got hbo lobotomy if i want..
Road was easy tday too..
Musta been that extra qi gong i did yestaday
or the holy tulsi basil.
Travel is strange now
I could be any where it all seems like the same place..
A congealing matrix of feudal poverty
Increadably uglee civic infrastructure looking mostly maori job ish
(I say that with a human pride)
Digital edumicational cluster of compounds..dark grimy tea shacks
Cows faceing down busses..on moterway
A marrage cult like primary school architype implant
Trucks laiden with village field werkers
Eye contact from behind his helmit..grin
Foreighner hooning in black on black bike
That smileing teen
May never get to do this..probly not.
Yet above me theres suv of wealthy raj dudes who obviously own the rd.
Were all playing out our parts in th world show
Outter world of appearances anyway.
Is that attitude born of my mental privledge aswell?
I wonder at these school complexs..boasting pictures of of serious pravatninananda who got 92 % in his maths exam..boosting the schools reputability n commercial viability.
Spoze they want more for there kids ..
Than ghetto trash town.
Maybe they dont see it?
Pick up trash at th beach..
Try not to voice negativity as much
or if ya do
dont identify it as ya self
Its just toxic mood self justifications leeching
Its all energy
Ya trap ya self
Forgive ya self
Not as a pass to a bad person
But as a unfolding of the inevidable totality of the good ya cant doom cos its the thing seeing as ya.
In ya heart..
The introspective information we have today about th nature of reality
Should not be narrowly controlled to a irrigation ditch fer big agri geneticly modifyed seed monoculture.
Hmm the play of the child
Makeing in the physical.
Weve secret knowledge at our metaphysical taste buds..like no other age
Its awe inspireing
What we can focus on
Like a god
This stuff is mans language form of incremental understsnding to the whole.
It seems theres forces of destruction
And creation at play..or war
In our souls..culture civilisation
Unconscious material from ancient times
Cycling on n on
Not gonna get all sidhartha onnit
We must come from. Energy
Its practicle as it is theological
Pollution self harm
Greed poverty sickness suffering
We have vantage points now..as the elite ancients couldnt have drempt of..
How does a actualised free
Kind compassionate successfull healthy
Process take hold.
Shock evolutionry choice
Underpinning of socialised structure of me
Retaining identity unique..
Genome time wave
Few to many tangents unresolved clearly
We serve a sence of something nessesary with our lives
Call that searching if ya want
Or fear of missing out..
Not to know th implications
Of this time
Not to aprehend the living information
as it is
Is to not be open
Gotta be open to th muse
Ya dont tell it
Ya listen ya notice
Or ya kill it
Scare the majic away
Ya ray beam of narrow measurement n linear assumptions
As to who you are.
Shells made by other pples storys in ya.
Yes even the depression
Rage grief hate n
Maybe not lost
N terror even...
Exist in us.
Not post human
Concrete fly overs
Economic religeo brainwash
Priest of spin
But that too is the world story
whats most true remains
What isnt true dies.
Is death th end?
Hitching a ride on anothers vaulnerability in a moleculer soup ..
Smaller dimentions squashing labratorys into patents.
I dont know
I like listening to credable ideas..
I think media is a miopia device of distortion..
Creating the reality we believe in and in turn make.
I make reactive feedback loops of not looseing myself
Suddenly theres a steller nursery
Veils shift in the apocalips..
Were drawn to these objects of fantasy..
Display aspects of imaginary .
Of our power to create manifest asx nature does
As proof were as good as naturr
I dunno about that..
But seems to be th theme..
Escapeism...with th richest offering th grandist bullshit to justify there spot.
Is it inverse to attainments inner in a collective sence..?
One reflects tother.
Is th grandiosity..realy a secreation between worlds of a higher dimention form guideing us ?
Is that th battle field of our souls
Indians seem pretty sure of them selfs there routines beliefs ritualised customs..
Secure might be a word..nestled in religeon..famly..state....
The western outsider type..
Cultivate dis belief..
Leaveing effemera...lots of whirling inputs...
Its alot like a collapseing sence of self
Or re assessing..as a new skin thinks itself growing on th feverd planet..
Lasts more than a tech neural aluminium layer on a choclate is another story...