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| I am the guy with the yellow helmet. The guy next to me you cannot see |
Hey let’s speak
about weather (I like how it is kind of a running joke when you do not know
what to small talk about).
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| Cusco Weather |
So
Cusco is very changing. Recently we’ve had morning cold, lingering clouds
opening to a scorching blue sky ( not necessarily hot but sunlight strong)
and then after el Almuerzo, thunder storms! (love it! Best sound in nature
after women). But today we got hail! I swear it felt like 25°C and then Ice
from the skies!
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| Yup! indeed |
Yesterday
I had a great day. It’s fun writing about a day which mostly consisted in
writing! Hehe. But after having spent 3-4 hours in a plaza and in the coffee
place I simply when out and started wondering about. For the first time I put true
thought in the idea of following a star, and well I did not go far (compared to
eternally walking around the earth), but I did follow the star and found myself
a beautiful view of Cusco at night. A video in French will be uploaded at some
point.
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| Watch your step whilst going to the balcony |
Solitude
has been a little point of contention with myself nowadays, but I’ve found the
solution. Ah Ha! I decided to enjoy it! Hehe. Or simply put; to amuse myself to
believe I am as alone as walking at night in a cold forest as in the middle of
the city.
Whilst
on the matter of alone and interaction. Some of “us” (students and friends of Cusco)
operate with “dumbphones” (call and messages, which I prefer) and other are
texting through facebook via their “smartphone”. I have a computer so when I
desire to meet with someone via that link I have to schedule in advance. Now
here comes a paradoxical feeling: as much as I love setting a meeting and being
there without a billion of confirmations as if the life of a dependent
psychotic was in the balance, it seem it is hard to set up a meet on facebook.
So much more complicated than even sms (haven’t put much thought into it but
still feels that way) Somehow it becomes a bastard between short information to
set a meeting and an attemporal chat. I understand, thanks to numerous “fun”
screencaptures of message threads (the viewing of which I believe is the
biggest reason for “what! I spent 3 hours on the internet without doing
anything”). Thanks to those screen captures, and from what I hear, smartphones
have turned sms into dialogue chat, I just want to meet them freaking people! I
must precise I still enjoy communicating rather than not. Also one of the
person who do interact via facebook tried calling me from a payphone, an action
for which I have high respect, but I dropped the ball because I missed the
call. Hehe
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| Me and odd sculpture! |
All of that
simply to express that I wish I could simply call up some of those “facebook
phones”.
About those open
threads I kind of am nostalgic. Nostagia, by the way, comes really fast
nowadays, I get the feeling it was at least decades for the last generation
when you had a nostalgic feeling now I am nostalgic of two year ago thanks to
the rush to technology. (Were are simply tripping very slowly but the ground is
getting closer people, might want to extend the arm and prepare for that
roll!). So yeah I preferred when you would send an sms and had an answer and
then 3 day later well it was another discussion, not freaking frozen in time. I
think of all those misunderstandings that are perpetually recalled because
linked in a same “conversation”. just let it go, technology!
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| Llama in the sky (Mas o Menos) |
Anyways,
Facebook I found out is very nice by one aspect. I like to believe it somehow taught
some of us to "like". At the beginning I would "like" very few things, being very
picky about my “stamp” valuing it very much. Now I still value it much but I
value more "liking" in itself. In French it is even stronger for there is only
one word for both like and love. Maybe we use the term more liberally since and
we love more? Enjoy in English becomes either very sexual “jouir” Which in a
nutshell is a verb for orgasm! how cool is that! In another sense jouir also
means to “enjoy the opportunity of”. So there really only is one word for like
and love. Either you do or you don’t. No in betweens. I kind of like it, of
course there is always a way around for the perverted (The word comes from the
latin verb perverto which can be understood as overthrowing, returning, to
divert. Or as I was taugh by a grand teachert; to take a detour.)
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| Me at Tìpon |
Very
Recently In Peruvian history, the U.N. voted for a redefining of the national
waters boundaries between Perù and Chile, and Perù “won” 19 000 square miles of
maritime territory. Of course that means lots of riches, but I am particularly
interested in the fact that borders can and do change nowadays, in a world
where everything seems so constricted, blocked, tense, overexploited (geopolitically
I mean) it is very interesting to see how some changes can apply in parts of
the world. As much as borders have moved like flies on a cow’s ass in the past
100 European years, it is very hard to believe it could happen in such a state
as the one we are now. I love very much when one fact or aspect I though tangible
proves to be very changeable. I do believe everything changes all the time
nothing is immovable but it makes it so much easier to share the feeling when
the point is proven.
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| See the surprised ghost? |
Smiling...
So, it happens regularly (like once a day or two I’d say) that I exchange looks with persons who very much look like Peruvians. We would exchange smiles, very natural and free smiles, even sometimes evolving to a thumbs up or other sort of similar gesture. It is quite easy to smile!
So, it happens regularly (like once a day or two I’d say) that I exchange looks with persons who very much look like Peruvians. We would exchange smiles, very natural and free smiles, even sometimes evolving to a thumbs up or other sort of similar gesture. It is quite easy to smile!
And
Happiness triggers! I am blessed to have a few happiness triggers: walking
under the sky listening to my music, and other artists’ music can trigger a
bout of happiness. It is similar to the “oh my god I did this with my life” or
the “I can go wherever I want on the planet” (proof I am in Cusco and somewhere have no idea why). And then there is the famed "I'm so happy it is ridiculous I can't help but to I laugh at it and that makes me even more happy, whirpooling in the exhalation of "being incarnated" and granted the joy of experiencing life!
I believe with music, as other creations,
there is something profoundly alien about being able to experience it.
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| Heaps of rocks are very important to me. |
Reminds me of a
dream I had since being here. I was at a concert with no musician but it was I
who was actually doing a Dj set but I could have the incredible, and seldom
possible, chance of dancing to my own concert! I was with a best friend which
happens to be the musician with whom we created most together (ska band and hip
hop band and electronic compositions, an internet site will arise).
And at the end of the concert people
rejoiced and a musician producer told me it was great, somehow he managed to
know it was me playing music.
Ouroboros
is a good symbol for creation; he is a god that according to Jeremy Narbi’s book
“the cosmic serpent” manifests in visions experienced under the influence of
ayahuasca ( I’ve taken none and do not have plans for it necessarily). The
serpent is huge and is characterized by the fact he is eating his own tail.
Creations arise
from your “inside”. You make them manifest in outer reality. They are then ingested in the opportunity to experience the “object” through perceptions of the outer world.
Your insides actually exist independent in objective reality and it gives back,
creates some sort of resistance within the fabric of time-space
Yeah, I looked
up a synonym for reality. Hehe…
Okay where can I
go from there…
I guess I’ll
just say that I often make myself laugh and that in Holland the 4th of
October (me birthday) is Animal Day!
I probably will
write a book on art and creation at one point but first novels.
“Music, video and writing are battling
for the throne in my court of arts.”
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| I just love this door! |
