Monday, July 30, 2012

300712 BLOK / T.T.


300712 BLOK / T.T.

Spiritual Intercourse helps us to 'here' the Guan Yin!

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Sunday, July 29, 2012

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29a0712 BLOK  Domingo, ayer Sabado ride up Las Montanas…

Whoa!  Yesterday after what started out as a leisurely ride up a hill, turned out to be almost more than I wanted.  By the end my feet SCREAMING at me to stop!
I had taken (chewed) a bunch of ojas de cocas, experimenting to see if it helps with energy.  
I started up CH #27, the highway to Jama Pass (170KM), just to see how far I could get -- this at 1330 hours / 1:30P.M..  I had a time restraint;  was having dinner with Ian at 1800 hours / 6 P.M.
But, a strong N.W. wind (vento in Espanol) pushed me up the 6-7% grade easily (like having an engine).  I was concerned about coming down, as wind, a cross wind, tricky when trucks pass.  But, I kept going seduced by the ease of it all, and having some kind of goal… I wanted to get to some kind of 'top,' before turning around.
Well, I ended up going too far, too long, too high (2900mts. ASL)… This to the 20KM mark, by 4P.M. / 1600 hours.  I knew that was the deadline to return for dinner.  2.5 hours up, I thought 1.5 hours would be enough to get back in time for dinner.
I stopped, parked, the wind now gusting to 15 knots per.  I walked 10 mts., found some shelter down and behind a wall of rocks.  I sat down to rest my feet, I drank, and had another mouthful of ojas de cocas.
With a threatening sky to the east (Andes and Argentina), I started down.  
Rarely is it harder going down than up, but this was the case.  You know the wind is strong when you have to pedal downhill!  And it lasted the entire 20KM all the way down and to the camping ground in San Pedro.  There's an old expression, 'When things go wrong the adventure begins!'  Thus, I had a little 'adventure' this day.  But, it's all experience, and why I'm 'out there,' almost every day… You learn so much by going and doing.  You can't sit in your tent or hotel room and do what I do.
I made it back to the campground by 5:40P.M. / 1740 hours.  But, the pain in my feet was extreme, and I could barely walk.
I had enough time before meeting Ian, to recover and to take care of the usual tasks.  He'd left me a note, and was on time.  This is the thing, about us older English people… We know how to communicate, and how to be on time.  Being on time is just a courtesy to others, as we don't like waiting, and don't want others having to wait on us.
I managed to hobble to the Restaurant (500mts.), but had a wonderful dinner (for the effort).  I ordered a Escudo (local) beer first as dehydrated.  Unfortunately, they've (Chileans) been brainwashed to think that beer must be served freezing cold.  What sense does this make in the winter?  I had HOT chili con carne, and a brownie for desert.
Then back to go to bed by 9P.M.
Amazing, my feet recovered quickly, not that tired, I felt like I'd accomplished something.  At least I learned something…
About... Ojas de Cocas, chewing coca leaves... A very subtle feeling, mostly anesthetizing your gums.  Maybe the quality of mine not so good...?
P.S.  Today, the wind again, and I sense the Spring cycle starting… 

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290712 BLOK / T.T.

Glow, glow, glow
Your 'worm,'
Gently down the hush!
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Dreaming is but a life!

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28b0712 BLOK / T.T.

From the Age of Negative 'mail,' to
The Age of positive 'fe-mail!'
12.12-21.12

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28a0712 BLOK / T.T.

Heaven beyond heaven!
Nirvana beyond Nirvana!
Enlightenment beyond enlightenment!
Ecstasy beyond ecstasy!
The I beyond I!
The you beyond you!
The 'won' solution saving humanity via 'metawhor!'
'It' is beyond nothing,
Tantric Taoism!

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A Russian man camped in an Italian tent, next to me in Chile.  Talk about globalization…  This is why I travel.  This wouldn't happen in Colorado Springs, U.S.A.  He, Sergei, teaches English and Spanish in Moscow, Russia.  He will be 'collected' for our mailing list.
Another camping neighbor, Ian, from the U.K., on a motorcycle.  What interesting people!
The rest at Las Perales (Camping) mostly young people staying up all night, singing, talking, having a party.  And they never, never stop talking!
I remember what that was like… Mostly having to do with chasing the female!

Saturday, July 28, 2012

27b0712 BLOK / T.T.


27b0712 BLOK / T.T.

A CRASH COURSE IN SAVING HUMANITY! (FROM ITSELF), THE BASICS, #101:
Capitalism #102 Lesson #2:
People try to survive, and survive as best as they can!  Nothing new here… We're 'programmed' like the 4-leggeds to live out our lives as fate decrees.  Darwin, added an element to surviving… He wrote the 'fittest,' are more likely to succeed.  But, what exactly does 'fittest' mean?  We're all competing for the same resources, and this is O.K.  It's when the Ego starts thinking that it is 'God,' that problems begin.  I suppose if we suggested 'sharing,' we'd be called Communists!   There are some people who want everything, and are not willing to share… 
The idea of 'profit,' came from the Ego, way back when, maybe Adam Smith, the Industrial Devolution (we call it) or some such, the idea that, that was the goal, to garner, hoard, and otherwise covet more for yourself in the course doing business (commerce).   I can't argue with that, as it seems to motivate people.  But, it's when this goes too far, as it has during the first decade of the Third Millennium, that out of control, has caused the 'bubble to burst,' plunging us back into an unpleasant reality… In 2012, cities, countries, businesses, are failing, and there is some dread in the air.   What to do?  How to stop the bleeding?  Nobody, especially the Economists, really know what to do.  They still see Economics as a 'science,' and oh woe be unto us… 
There's a limit to growth (what capitalism is based on).  At this point in history we have too many people chasing dwindling resources, nees wars over oil, land/sea, water, and ultimately air!  That is, if we don't pull back from the brink and evolve, maybe having changed our way of thinking…  We're at a crossroads…
What about something crazy, whereby it was a 'win-win' for all and everywhere?  And this begins simply by sharing more, giving more, less judging, and ultimately, when others (strangers) are just as important as us, family and friends!   
This is possible and beginning 12.12021.12!
Remember the 'I Love You!'  campaign-suggestion… Only two of you responded at all… 
What if?  John Lennon asked!    

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25b0712 BLOK / T.T.


25b0712 BLOK / T.T.

From 'The Flounder' a novel, by 'Gunter' Grass:

On page #47, Grass quotes Ernst Bloch (who in turn is quoting 'The Philosopher' (I surmise is Rene Descartes?): 
"I am!  But, I do not have myself!" (Meaning there are 2 things, parts, 'you and me' -- Duality.).  "Therefore, we are still in the process of becoming one!"  (Still in Duality.).  But, ask yourselves… Why Duality, what purpose did it have in human history (We lived in 'The Garden of Eden' before!)?
'The Flounder,'  the mythological Shaman in Grass' novel, gives up on the male gender as too stupid to understand:  The Flounder shifts his allegiance from the male (yang) gender to helping the female gender (Yin).  He states emphatically:
"Let this day mark the beginning of a new era!  Let power change its sex, from male to female!  This is my Fundamental Principle!  Let the women take over!  There's no other way of giving the world, this poor world, hope!  And why?  Because the world became the play thing of enfeebled and degenerate men.  But, now we're going to go in a new direction, a feminine direction!"
This passage from the Grass novel, 'The Flounder,' another confirmation of our Pilgrimage, as we've discussed.  This is the second validation, the first a book entitled, 'The Serpent of Light,' by Drunvalo Melchizedek.  Melchizedek describes the Spiritual Energy shifting from Kailas/Tibet (yang/male) to South America (yin/female)…  And we're a part of this, and have been since 2005, at Blanca Peak (Sissnijaani) in southeastern Colorado, U.S.A. 
The new Age of Kalki, in Hinduism begins 12.12-21.12.  It's not the end of the world, but the end of the Age of Kali.  As 'The Flounder says in the Grass novel, 'Let power change its sex!'  And thus hope!

Tantric Taoism

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Thursday, July 26, 2012

Here's a question for all you Evangelical Christians…


Here's a question for all you Evangelical Christians…

If you knew you could save humanity from itself, would you sacrifice yourself to die, crucified on a cross, suffering indescribable agony, for 9 hours?  But, by doing so, saving humanity and becoming immortal in the process!
You see, friends, there's good and bad news about the Jesus story… The good news ('Gospel') is that it's possible to redeem yourself during this life time, but the 'bad' news is, that you must 'die on the cross' (metaphorically) -- you must find a way to do this yourself!  The only way to your Heaven, is through your Hell.  You can't just go to church every Sunday, buying your way into…
What's important about the 'Jesus Story,' is not that there was a man literally called Jesus, but that the Story still functions (as a metaphor), for you to live by, to aspire to… 

Oh, yes the story… About Jung…


Oh, yes the story… About Jung…

Are you familiar with Carl Gustav Jung, the Swiss, doctor, mythologist, writer, teacher, creator of 'Analytical Psychology,' etc.?  He was an inventor of concepts, words (for example, 'introvert and extrovert').  He started out with Sigmound Freud, but broke off, as too powerful an intellect (two giant egos can't survive together)!  I believe Jung was the greatest mind, along with Albert Einstein, of the 20th Century.  And interesting both from the same area, along with Adolf Hitler…
I was interested in Jung way back when young, and have tried to learn from him, his oeuvre.  He wrote volumes of wisdom, but it's been difficult for me to understand even in English.  I've had to reread some of his volumes four times, this to even grasp the basics.  Then one day he said something that changed my life!
I was in a movie theater in Portland, Oregon, circa the late 1970s.  This was a 'repertory house,' which exhibited a wide variety of mopics, from docs., to foreign films, my kind of content.  How many of you have seen any of Werner Herzog's work?  Even though I worked there, I'm not into the 'crash, flash, and trash' of 'Viollywood!'
This documentary was a BBC interview with Jung, circa 1960s, when Jung was in his eighties at the end of his bodily life.  It was three hours in length, and tried to cover every aspect of Jung's discoveries, but the interviewer (maybe producer) saved the greatest question until very last!  He asked Dr. Jung:
'Dr. Jung do you believe in God?
Jung, never quick to respond sucked on his Merscham pipe, and said this, 'No, I don't have to believe, I know!'  Struck dumb I was at that moment, an epiphany since!  Now, I 'no' what Jung did!
And that's your task as well, as religion is 'penultimate,' as it's based on belief/faith!
Better to 'no!' 

Tantric Taoism

25a0712 BLOK / T.T.


25a0712 BLOK / T.T.

You have to get to a place where you 'here,' the Guan Yin!

Tantric Taoism 

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250712 BLOK / T.T.

With Tantric Taoism,

You become more than your Ego;  you become everything else,
Simultaneously,
Simultaneity,
Renoyin!
Reunno!
The Ego is trying to prevent this Union with the Divine… Step on it!  Step on your Ego!




240712 BLOK


240712 BLOK

Everyday the sun in a blue sky!  Everyday!  Eat your heart out people living there in N.Z., or Northwestern U.S.  If N.Z. is the 'Land of the Long Grey Cloud,' this is the land of 'Sun and Blue Forever!' at least the Atacama Desert part of Chile. Whereas N.Z. was something to endure (sand flies, cool to cold, damp, etc.)! -- This, the Atacama Desert, is 'heaven' to me, where they are few insects!  I'm a vegetarian lizard, not one of those N.Z. kinds of 'lizards' (discovered in Invercargill).  
Note, I'm 'The Magic Dragon-Serpent,' who doesn't like living near any 'see!'  Thus, Las Montanas!
Chile is divided politically into 7 Regions, north to south.  San Pedro is in Region #2, the copper mining area (supported by the Calama Ciudad).  This is 1600KM / 1000 miles north of Santiago.  Santiago so major, it is a Region sin a #.
Chile is long (4300KM) and narrow (200KM).
On the northern tip it borders Peru and Bolivia.  Sebastian Pinero, the Chilean El Presidente, would be wise to negotiate a strip of land to Bolivia (citizens there now could have both citizenships).  This, so 'Simon' can have a seaport (they once had, but lost in a war). 
But, governments greedy.  They want everything!  They want more!  They want, and will try to take, get, kill people to obtain, controlling the masses!  And thus, so many wars, mostly over oil in this era!  But, in the future over water, and even air!
But, violence and war do serve a purpose, they help to keep the population down!  Sad, but true, nee, no war, no peace, in a Dual Existence.  And no 'sad,' no 'happiness,' either.  What to do?  Balance between extremes, the 'middle!'  Note, Lord Buddha advocated this thousands of years ago!
The Atacama Desert, so stark, with its moon-like landscapes, with its extremes in temperatures.  Every morning when I arise at 0730 it's about 02C. / 36F. in my tent.  But, by late afternoon the temperature in the direct sun probably, 50C. - 60C. / 120 - 130F.!   So, in the morning, long underwear.  In the afternoons, shorts and t-shirts. Otherwise, the weather, the wind at least, seems benign.  I've hardly experienced any wind in the last two weeks since arriving. 
Another positive thing for me, camping, being outside on the ground… There seem to be few insects.  An occasional fly, some ants, but no mosquitoes.  And this was even back in Santiago, where it's wetter, and more temperate.  So, I think fewer insects has to do with Chile, western South American, not just the climate.
I'm not sure why there are so few insects in Chile (so far), but I can guess it has to do with the lack of livestock.  I've seen goats, and some cattle, but nothing like New Zealand, where there are more sheep and cows than people (nee so many flying insects). 
And amazing!  They sell cocaine in the local stores, well not actually 'cocaine' (to sniff), but 'Ojas de Cocas,' the leaves of the coca plant which are chewed.  And the leaves, a small bag, cost only $1U.S.  No wonder so many tourists come here during the season, one of many reasons I suppose… I've tried, a gift of a young Chilean guy named, Jorge. It's a more physical 'high' than La Mota, helping with energy (loss of appetite), and adapting to elevation.  But, one mouthful, very subtle.  I'll suggest for Rucha when we meet in Lima in November…  
All is wonderful here in San Pedro, save for my getting online challenges, and the dust!  But, no dust, no dry.  And I prefer dust to mud, slugs, damp, and mostly shade (clouds).  
I need sun!  I'm a 'resusitating' lizard (at the moment), and it feels good, just right.  I've been seeking this kind of climate/terrain for the past fifteen months since departing Lijiang, Yunnan Province, China.  Lijiang is wetter-geener, but with an incessant wind (from the S.W.).  I did have some sunny and warm in Perth, Western Australia, but fleeting as I wasn't there for very long.  But, now, everyday, as in no hurry to depart!
Chile at something like 73 degrees west longitude. and 50-20 degrees south-north latitude. I see on one of my mapas - planos (maps) the 'Tropic of Capricorn,' runs through the Atacama Desert.
I've figured out the Southern Cross, and how to know the direction south after dark. 
Learn geography!  Travel!  Get outta the rut you're living in, that 'small box!'
Loving all your conventional asses! 
P.S.  Besides the mining interests, I think they and the Nestle Corpos. (Switzerland) basically 'own' Chile.  Everything is Nestle in the food markets, and everywhere I've been so far!  Chile is pretty conservative  
For some reason, Europe, probably because of Spain, has always had a 'thing' about South America.  Besides Spain, especially Germany in this day and age!  Thus, good cervesa (beer) in Chile.  
The domestic wine in Chile too strong for me, at 15% alcohol.   New Zealand's, around Blenhem, South Island, Chauvignon Blanc, the best so far (around the world).  Grape wine is new to China, but coming on…

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23c0712 BLOK 

For the past two days the Internet hasn't worked anywhere in all of San Pedro -- I've been disconnected from the world, and maybe this is good.  In the hostales and restaurants they don't even know… This Internet/WIFI thing is only for the guests who seem to crave a connection (with home).  The locals… They have their mobiles of course.  99% of the world now living 'virtually!' 
Chile, at least in the 'outback,' the far away, where life is simpler is 'funky Broadway,' a la 'Ojas de Cocas!'  
I've finally tasted mine, and I like -- It's cheap at $1U.S. dollar per small bag of leaves (you chew on)… the 'high' is positive, stimulating on a physical level.  It also helps with adapting to elevation, and I will offer to Rucha when we go up to Machu Picchu.
Camping at Los Portales is even funkier, as mostly young couples having sex in their tents (day and night) -- 'humping and squealing,' Dick and I used to call it.  If they're not clutching each other they're talking, eating/drinking, joking, laughing, playing music and generally having a good time.  I'm the only 'gringo viejo' ('gringo, by the way, an epithet meaning 'Green uniform go home).  But, it always causes them to laugh him I describe myself as such!  There is one older European couple (he's from Belgium, she?).  Many European men seem to be interested in South American women.  They're traveling around South America in a VW camper van. 
At Los Portales, the camping park, although dusty and unkempt, the shower water is hot, and there is a community kitchen.  There's a place to wash dishes as well.
If I were a $ rich person, I'd buy this place and clean it up, paint, and gradually upgrade all the way to WIFI (all over the park, maybe one hectare) -- I think you could make some dinero.  But, you'd have to like this climate and environment, at 2500Mts. elevation, and as dry as you can get… I'm wanting to know the daily percentages of humidity…?  You'd have to nurture this place to life for two winter seasons.  I think during the summer everyone that can, heads south, as cooler.  The local poor probably hide in caves or basements from the blazing heat -- plus, they can deal with as born here! 
I'm here during a two-week Festival, thus San Pedro 'hopping' with vacationers, partiers, and music makers, barking dogs (just like China), buses, and activity.   I didn't know, of course, when I came (the reason I had to move out of the SonChek Hostales (over booked).  
Yesterday out in Aduana, an adjacent community, checking out a Hostales I ran into a French woman traveling around for a French travel company.    She knew  about the two-week Festival.  The Europeans always know the details, the locals not concerned and basically, 'Manana!' 
I went by to see Erick this morning after breakfast at Carmen's, and he had gone off to Calama for the day.  He's a new friend/source as speaks pretty good English; owner of an outdoor gear/clothing store.  I bought a harmonica there yesterday, Made in Germany, no less!  I've wanted a harmonica for a long time, as small enough, light enough, to carry with me on Mr. Fetes.  I'll never forget the young guy in New Zealand, carrying his guitar on his bicycle!   I took a foto of course.
ALL OUR FOTOS NOW, MORE THAN FIVE THOUSAND, AT WWW.CYCLINGPEACE.ORG in the Gallery.  And I upload weekly, sometimes daily, when I have a good 'connection.'  Here more 'connected' to Nature than the Internet.
Anyway, this Friday I will have been in San Pedro de Atacama for two weeks.  It reminds me of the Rio Grande area in Big Bend Texas, and southern Arizona. 
It takes at least two weeks in a new place, just to get some idea as to the local culture.   And to know your way around at all -- maps, directions, highways, names of streets, etc..  Note,there are more roads here than I imagined, and its somewhat confusing.
Most days I've been cycling out and around in the afternoon, but stupid, as so hot!  I'm going to have to adjust my schedule differently if I want to cycle to distant places.
My first goal is the Hot Springs, some 40KM up to the north (on B-245).  I've been out that way investigating and I discovered I'll have to wait for my off-road tires.  Too much sand, lose as a goose gravel in many places, and no good for my 'Continental Touring Plus' tires.  Additionally, I should probably have some front-end suspension as well, the roads with that vibrating 'wash-board' surface/effect.  We'll see, how I do on Mr. Fetes, as time goes on and I adjust more.  It's been two years since I did any cycling at elevation with weight.  Mas 'ojas de cocas,' por favor!
I'm getting to be like an old dog wanting to sleep in the sun!
Such is life, and being plus 70-years of age… 
Within one year I'll be ready for my circulare 'pierre de terre' in the Andes somewhere.

23b0712 BLOK / T.T ('Lesson #4)


23b0712 BLOK / T.T ('Lesson #4)

You learn to get control of your Ego with Spiritual Intercourse!   The goal, Union with the Divine (Lover).
And to do this you must learn to 'step on,' your ego, relegating it to a secondary position!  It's what's separating you from the Divine!   The Christians call it the 'Devil!' Native Americans called it 'Coyote!' It has many names, demons, etc.
My/our personal 'wons' are from Shambala, as we've taken their power (energy) and am moving it from Tibet/East (yang) to South America/West (yin).  But, we will win the 'battle!' 
'Too becoming 'won!'
'Going back and forth,
Until we are
Lost in 
Each other,
'Knot noing' 
Which is which,
'Butt knot' 
Really caring,
As experiencing:
Supreme Bliss!
'Heaven!'
'Nirvana!'
Nothing-Everything,
All at once,
Simultaneity!
'Butt'…

Tantric Taoism

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In China, in the world…
The only problem with the Communist Party, is that it's all material, with no Spirituality.  They 'no knot' of the Spirit.  In fact, call themselves atheists!  Yet, they allow the Catholic Church (too powerful to stop historically -- go to Hong Kong).
The Chinese people, however, are becoming more and more Spiritual, another example of enantiodromia (opposites attracting).  From the depths of the 'Cultural Devolution' I call it, to now, 2012, some 45 years later, where and now the Christian Church is growing at an incredible rate!  One of my Chinese sons once told me 'that there is no religion in China!'   How wrong he was!
For a long time China was Moslem and Buddhism (that the Beijing Government is trying to 'kill off,' as it did Falun Gong.  But note, 'Falun Gong,' is not a 'religion,' per se, just a threat to their power.  And they (CCP) don't realize yet, more you 'crush,' the more you create!  Note, they prefer Confucianism to Taoism for obvious reasons.)
Now, Christianity is rising in the PRC!  You can't stop Human Nature, as it's natural for humans to seek 'the Other,' name it yourself whether, 'God, Jesus, Buddha, Shiva, the Tao, Zoroaster, Bob Marley, or Elvis Presley!'  Don't forget Shiva, TV, and the motor vehicle!  Whatever salves Duality.  Marx was correct when he wrote, 'Religion is the opiate of the masses,' his only failing, not including advertising and 'Hollywood' movies!
In fact, 'Communism' as practiced under Mao, became a religion.  Mao, become a 'Jesus' figure!  'Long Live Chairman Mao!' was the chant. Trust me, he was worshipped!  And why?  Chinese people have been easily subjugated in the past, but that is changing!  There will be another political party in the PRC (within 10 to 20 years), when the old guard ('Princlings') die off!  
Look what's happening in North Korea, the son is going to open North Korea up!  Go Kim Jr.!
You can't oppress the desire to be free, forever; or for 'blue jeans!' And, the price, once you have it … Is eternal vigilance.  It (personal Freedom) has been lost in the U.S., and many western countries!   In Russia, the 'Revolution' continues!  In the Middle East, they've had enough and are revolting, 'The Arab Spring!'  Tunisia, Egypt, Iraq, Iran, all of them, one by one!   They're tired of 'bending over!'  It gets to the point, where its worth sacrificing your life for, for others, your children for sure!   The military in Myanmar (old Burma) is giving way… 
Some day I hope Americans will wake up and realize what we've lost -- and all in the name of our 'security' -- we allowed ourselves to be seduced!).  Now, we need another 'Declaration of Independence!'  Not from England, the U.K. but from our own Government! 
I'll be curious to watch the sequel to 'Blade Runner,' (a 'Viollywood' movie now in production) as therein the story, is the future of America, nee the West.  Of course, the 'message,' the theme, will be hidden behind all the sex and violence!  See if you can ferret it out…   
Thank God, not everyone is 'asleep' in the U.S./West!
Certainly, 'knot' us!

F.A. Hutchison
cycling the world, currently in Chile!

P.S.  Our cry, START THE DRUMS!  SOUND THE CALL!'  -- NOT FOR VIOLENT REVOLUTION, BUT FOR EVOLVING INDIVIDUALLY!  'WE ARE THE ENEMY, NOT THEM! 

  

230712 BLOK / T.T.


230712 BLOK / T.T. 

Spiritual Intercourse is simply union with the Divine (Lover)!  It's spiritual, rather than physical 'sex.'  It's being to being, 'knot' organ to organ. 
Comprende?
Ming bai ma?
Understand?
Japanese?
French?
Arabic?
Russian?
Korean?
'Bevouszine?'

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230712 BLOK / T.T.


230712 BLOK / T.T. 

Spiritual Intercourse is simply union with the Divine (Lover)!  It's spiritual, rather than physical 'sex.'  It's being to being, 'knot' organ to organ. 
Comprende?
Ming bai ma?
Understand?
Japanese?
French?
Arabic?
Russian?
Korean?
'Bevouszine?'

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22c0712 BLOK / T.T.


22c0712 BLOK / T.T.

With tent camping you learn to live on the ground!  
When you sleep directly on Mother Earth, you become more connected (to your source).  Mother Earth is female.  The sky, male!
Yin is female, among its other attributes.
Yin cometh with 12.12-21.12… The Age of Kalki begins.  From Kali to Kalki, one letter difference, but what a change as the 'pendulum begins to swing back' from negative to positive.  From Yang to Yin!  From more war to more peace!
A simpler, more connected lifestyle is healthier!
Start now!
Start tent camping, sleeping on Mother Earth!
Start living on the ground!

Tantric Taoism

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22b0712 BLOK

What is your destiny:  Seek IT now!
I've been in San Pedro now one week, getting to know the area, supposedly the driest desert in the world.  
I've been 'drying out,' after two years in more humid climates!  I like this better!  I'm more of a lizard than a penguin.  Thus, as my friend Dick would know I'm here being 'resuscitated!'  
I'm camped out on the ground.  It's living closer to Nature, which I like.  You get more focused on the simple, yet unique things of subsistence.  The sun, the stars, the birds, animals, the sounds and sights of 'the real world,' not a 'virtual won!'  You also gain strength from it, although Nature sometimes a harsh 'teacher.' 
But, I want to live ultimately in a round, versus square structure.  My tent is basically a square (90-degrees corners.  A yurt, or dome.
There's a 'domos' right here in San Pedro.  I passed it cycling the other day, but didn't stop to investigate.  It's a private dwelling for a family I assume, but I may be wrong.   But, I'll go and investigate, spanning the globe to bring you the constant variety…
In the meantime by Chinese-made tent purchased in Australia, a 3-season tent (winter excluded).  But, here I am living in it in the winter (July equals January in the Southern Hemisphere).  Nils told me one day it got down to -02C. / 28F. and that's pretty chilly.  I stay in my down bag, until around 0730, when the sun is beginning to warm things.  Luckily the humidity is so low, and I'm guessing around 20%…?  I've been living in 60-80+% humidity, that feeling, that unpleasant feeling (having to do with lower air pressure as well).  
Anyway, I'm living the sun so strong every day!  
I can breathe again too!  Handy when you're trying to keep the body!  I don't know why…?  In Yunnan, in Tibet, Australia, and New Zealand, problems with congestion, much have something to do with the flora, and allergens…?  In N.Z. I had to take an anti-histamine.   On our cycling adventure to Mt. Kailas, I just suffered, as couldn't sleep very well.  I remember trying to sleep in the truck (more upright, but so cold).  Fei saved my life with massages every evening! 
Additionally, my feet are better, stronger here in San Pedro.  Certainly, I'm trying to save my teeth, my feet, my body as I need yet… So long neglected!
I'm amazed I can still do this,  pushing some 300lbs up and down hills (now at 2500mts. ASL in Chile)!  But, I know my days are numbered doing this (with so much weight).  It gets more challenging every year!
I think within six months, I'm hoping to have found a spot in the Andes (Bolivia?) where I 'settle down,' at least temporarily.  'We've' (Mr. Fetes, James B., and me, F.A.) managed to circumscribe the globe, basically on a push bicycle! 
At this point we're hoping to 'wean' ourself from Modern Life, step by step, until we dissolve into 'Nature' herself!  But, as my friend Rucha says, 'We will find out!' 
This is not just a material process, but a spiritual 'won!' To participate in the 'great transition' (shedding the body), should be your goal!  
Most 'shed the body,' drugged out in a hospital bed, the heart beating by machine!'  How sad, as they miss the opportunity to experience the Divine (while still in Duality)!
START A RELATIONSHIP WITH IT NOW!  DON'T WAIT!
'BUTT'...

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22a0712 BLOK / T.T.

Unconditional Love comes in the form of Light, a 'metawhor' for consciousness.  Consciousness breeds and nurtures the concept of love without conditions!  This is not the physical kind, we call 'Nature's Joke,' or Bunuel's 'That Obscure Object of Desire!'  The latter propagates the species with all its ramifications. 
But, what is Unconditional Love exactly?
It is love without conditions,
Sacrificing your life for IT-You,
Becoming 'won!'
Helping!
Sharing!
Caring for
Never expecting, wanting or desiring,
Anything in return
Either consciously or unconsciously!
It's union with the Divine,
As 'won!' 

Tantric Taoism

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'We' are the breeders of Light!'  Consciousness comes in the form of Light a 'metawhor for illumination, a metawhor for understanding' more!  A higher vibration! 
'Spiritual Intercourse' is just another way of increasing the vibration.
All Duality is vibration!
When we increase the vibration we increase consciousness.  The higher the frequency the higher the consciousness.  Higher-Lower, Duality, the Middle the Goal, imperfection-perfection!
The Great Goal is to vibrate with IT,
All into 'won!'
Singularity!
Everything-nothing,
All at once,
Simultaneity!
This is the Guan Yin (sounding like electricity in your mind (not ears). 
'Butt'…

Tantric Taoism

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210712 BLOK

'Why wait?'

This is evil… A body of people incorporated and protected legally, but whom operate illegally.  This, to gain wealth and power at everyone else's expense.  It's called 'corpocrapracy.'  First 'invented' by Mussilini in Italy prior to WWII.  Now, perfected in the U.S. in 2012.  Corpos. in the U.S. now have the same legal protection as an individual citizen (and most Americans don't even know this).
'They,' these entities produce something (a product or service) that captures the attention of the masses.  They have, in fact, robotized us with mobile telephones (dumb phones, I call them).   
All the predictions of H.G. Wells, Arthur Clarke, Nevil Shute, and other pandits are coming true.  Video cameras on the ground and in space watch our every move!  We've been both cowed and dumbed down, into robotic consumers. 
From this corpos. make a huge $ profits.  Then they take their $s, nee wealth, nee power and purchase governments, in the process gaining even more power.  This is tricky business, however, as sometimes politicians get too 'big for their britches,' and have to be assassinated or thwarted in some way (they disappear the Mafia way).  Corpos. have become so powerful they dictate Government policy, which guess what?  -- helps their position even more.  And such is evil!
However, they, the corpos., have an Achilles Heel!  Their lust for money and power is so great they think themselves omnipotent, that they can 'turn base metal into gold!'  Thus, they keep going until they go too far (in one direction), and the 'bubble bursts' (as in 2008).  Now, it is 'swinging' back in the opposite direction (enantiodromia) -- as all Duality, our existence, happens in cycles!
This will begin in earnest, this transition, 12.12-21.12.  The Maya could read the stars!  It's not the end of the world (nee 'Hollywood'), but the end of a cycle and the beginning of the next… Basically from the negative to the positive!   
It's the end of the Age of Kali, and the transition to the 'Age of Kalki,' in Hindu terms.  It's the end of a cycle of male domination (past 7K years, according to Riane Eisler).  The energy is shifting from Kailas in Tibet to South America, from Yang to Yin, from the Animus to the Anima, from male to female.  And thank whatever Gods there may be for this chance to redeem ourselves!
The 'frequency' will increase and with it comes more consciousness, nee more potential to overcome ourselves, our worst enemy (thank you Walt Kelly nee Pogo: "We have met the enemy and 's/he' is us!"
WE are the 'evil Corporations!' And it's us who need to evolve, all of us! This is the task!  Why?  Because when the last homo sapien succumbs, we will not have been 'hear' at all -- think about this!  As Shakespeare wrote, 'We are the stuff that dreams are made of!'  So, the task again, is to overcome ourselves, not project evil onto others!  This to:
Survive as a species, to
Prosper,
Share,
Contribute,
Develop,
Sustaining Mother Earth
To evolve and to create
Heaven, Nirvana, Enlightenment, etc. (or your word...)
IN THE 'HERE' AND NOW,
RIGHT 'HEAR' ON EARTH!
RIGHT NOW!
THIS SECOND!
WHY WAIT?

START THE DRUMS!  SOUND THE CALL!

P.S.  I'll never forget being in Scottsdale, Arizona (circa., 1989), in the scorching heat (over 100F.) , and a new moon. 
I had dinner way out north, at some cowboy place, a la 'Billy Bob's Texas.'  Then I drove back (rental auto.) into the city, ending up in some upscale shopping mall.  I walked around and found myself, eventually, in a bookstore by the name of Shakespeare and ? There walking the aisles this English poetry/question came to me, "A new moon in the old desert…?  Or, am I just rising to the occasion?' 
Now, the 'I,' has become 'we?'

Tantric Taoism

Thursday, July 19, 2012

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18f0712 BLOK 
Last Lunes, or lunacy day, 'Moonday' was full of angst, fear and unpleasantness.  Everything seemed to go wrong, or bad, or negative. A 'Dark Moon' period perhaps, pulling the energy down!
But, the day after, or yesterday, everything changed for the better!  We solved the money problem, the angst, the doubt, and the fear!  How?  Sometimes, you just have to keep trying, praying, being, living as best you can BUT WITH A POSITIVE FRAME OF MIND!  Meeting Nils, a fellow cyclist was a big help, as a distraction!  Sometimes distractions work.
Years ago, I read Norman Vincent Peale's 'The Power of Positive Thinking.'  It's true, that for 'happiness,' whatever that is for you, peace of mind, etc., YOU MUST GET CONTROL OF THE 'MONKEY MIND!'  
I got up (on Monday) at 0800, the sun just beginning to warm things.  
I put Ms. MacBook on charge (in the community cocina).  Later, when charged enough I walked to centro S.P.  I had tasks to accomplish, like getting online which hasn't been easy here in San Pedro. Here it's offered for 'free' in the Plaza, but out in a bright sun who can read the computer screen? I solve this by having breakfast under the porch on a table at the Plaza Restaurant.  I ate an omelet with pan (bread), for $5U.S. 
And it was all good news online, lifting my spirits to untold heights!  Note, we're already at 2500Mts. ASL!
I went on to the first ATM, that had been inoperable the day before (and with dwindling cash).  Today again, 'Sorry we can't complete this transaction!'  
But, at the BCI ATM, there are people to help.  I was told one machine was working but could only produce 8MilCLP, or $16U.S.  I was thankful for anything as my cash getting dangerously low.  Also, the guy informed me after 1600 hours, or 4P.M., I could return for a greater amount. 
Back in my tent, 'Heaven,' or S.I. in my case!
So, from gloom and doom, to room and zoom!
Now, another day later, things even better with the holiday tourist crowd gone…
I'm planning to be camped out here in San Pedro for at least one month, maybe longer… 
I don't have to be in Lima, Peru (to meet Rucha) until the middle of October!

18e0712 BLOK / T.T.


18e0712 BLOK / T.T.

If you can claim Supreme Bliss, then you don't have any need for us,
Tantric Taoism!

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JASON BROUGHT UP THE SUBJECTS OF 'LOVE,' AND 'SUCCESS'…


JASON BROUGHT UP THE SUBJECTS OF 'LOVE,' AND 'SUCCESS'…
WHAT ARE THEY, HE ASKS…?
Well, there's all kinds of both, Jason, maybe each person gives a different meaning for each. 
What is love?
What is success?
I think it's different for everybody!
There's the 'literal wor(l)d' in which lexicographers (the linguists that write dictionaries) decree the meaning of words.  But, then there's the language of poets, which is 'figurative,' meaning the author chooses the meaning.  Note, Lewis Carroll in 'Through the Looking Glass,' had Humpty Dumpty say this, 'When I choose a word I choose its meaning!' 
So, when you ask, what is love; what is success?  You tell me!
Papa Haqi
P.S.  But, remember this as well… Solutions creative problems, and vice versa (enantiodromia).  Thus, try 'knot' to solve anything!  Seek 'know' answers!  Just be!
This is our Tantric Taoism!

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18d0712 BLOK / T.T.

In Tantric Taoism we don't care what concept, what word, what 'God' you name to submit to -- but, it is important to submit!  Could be Jesus, or Allah, or Bob Marley, or Zoraster, or Rumi, or Buddha, or Shiva, or Che Guavara, or Elvis Presley for that matter!  Some people worship Elvis!   Long live, Jon Lord (for Jim B.), The pre Hindu, Chakrashamvara, and Demchod!  
The point is pick something to surrender to , to submit to, and to commit to… This can be a tree, or a rock, a sock, anything you perceive as greater than yourself (your Ego, the 'I').  Nature, for example (the 'Great Spirit'). 
But, though many are called, few are chosen, as this is a daunting task (to overcome the distractions of modern life, money, safety, comfort, physical sex, etc.).  You can't get there just by going to church every Sunday, and dropping a few coins in the 'hat!' 
You can't get to 'Heaven' without going through 'Hell!'  This is the classical quest suffering the 'slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,' the task of the English knight of old, and many different myths, to sacrifice, on the 'road' to 'enlightenment' (for the lack of a better word).  
For example, the myth of the Grail Castle… It's not about seeking an external object (the Cup) literally (a la 'Hollywood')!  But to overcome y/our greatest enemy, y/ourself!  
The scenario:  The young knight sets out to slay dragons and save damsels in distress.  On his way he's invited into the Grail Castle where he meets Amfortas, a man ('Uncle') suffering from a 'wound in his side.'  But, the knight, doesn't notice, or doesn't care to, too preoccupied with his own self/Ego.  Thus, he's banished… Out on his own again he continues his (conscious) task to overcome fear and cowardice.  He's in many battles, slaying dragons and saving damsels in distress, but ultimately ravished by the world indifferent to him (as he was indifferent to Amfortas).  But, by now he's learned a thing or two!  Somehow he manages to stumble back to the Grail Castle, and they reluctantly allow him inside.
This time, however, he does not fail to ask the great question of Amfortas, 'Uncle, what ails thee?'  Humbled, weak, like Amfortas, he's learned to put others before himself (having suffered)!  This, the great lesson of the Grail, and the Grail Cup, a metaphor for this enlightened state (the blood of Christ)! 
'The Jesus Story' certainly another myth symbolizing such!  That, the task in life is to sublimate your desires, your needs to serve the needs of others, other things, or other people, of whatever:  That sacrificing, nee suffering leads to an enlightened State, the Christians call 'Heaven' (the battle of life over death).  The Buddhists call this Nivana.  But, many other words for the same thing!  People, stupidly, fight and die over words!  But, such does help to reduce over population! 
The challenge is to recognize this is why you have a body -- Jung called the process 'Individuation,' but choose your own way and/or method!  
But, it involves more than getting a spouse, begetting children, buying an automobile,, watching TV, staring at a small screen, or going to church, mosque, temple, or whatever they call it!  
Most live in darkness!  Most don't know that they don't know, and thus, according to Hinduism and Buddhism, they return to try again (having failed).  In Christianity, it's, 'sorry, you don't Pass Go,' no $200U.S. collected, and into a 'penalty box,' called 'Hell!'   Different wor(l)ds and yet basically the same thing!
You have to somehow, in the course of your life, understand the potential to develop!  This by surrendering, submitting, and committing to this higher 'thing' of your choice, and thus,
Captured, subdued, and enslaved to be loved unconditionally,
'Until we are lost in each other,
'Knot noing'
Which is which,
'Butt knot' really caring! 
Union!
Oneness!
Wholeness!
Singularity!
Sing. sing. sing!
Sing. sing. sing!
Sing. sing. sing!
Simultaneity!
Renoyin!
Reunno!

But, the 'ultimate,' you think of as 'ultimate' is 'knot' ultimate!'  IT'S EVEN BETTER!
Tantric Taoism

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You can't get to 'Heaven' without going through 'Hell' first!  And where are they?  In your minds!

Tantric Taoism

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18b0712 BLOK


18b0712 BLOK

Another glorious morning,
Another day to live, to give,
Another cycle to ride,
To describe!
Awakening,
Dressing,
Drinking and eating,
Taking care of 'business,'
Taking care of children,
Or 'knot!'
Going to work or school,
Working, studying,
Eating,
Returning home, or living in a dome!
Playing with children, house cleaning, gleaning life,
Drinking, cooking, and eating again!
Watching TV, a movie, reading a book,
Pleasure of some sort…
Bathing,
Undressing,
To sleep, perchance to dream!
What is life all about,
Seeking pleasure…?
Is that all there is….?

18a0712 BLOK / T.T.


18a0712 BLOK / T.T.

REUNNO!

Feel 'know!'
See 'know!'
Hear 'know!'
Taste 'know!'
Touch 'know!'
'Know, nothing!'

But, the 'nothing,' you think is 'nothing' is 'knot' nothing!' 

Tantric Taoism

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180712 BLOK


180712 BLOK  Nils departs for Bolivia -- this for our cycling group (so those not interested in traveling by bicycle, no need…)

I met a young German cyclist in the San Pedro Plaza a couple of days ago.  And In just two days we've become 'father and son' (if he accepts).  I now I have a German 'son' (Nils), as well as a German 'daughter' (Isgaard) . 
I learn much Nils, about various things, mostly tour cycling, a fraternity of maybe one hundred people in the world crazy enough to do this kind of thing!
Nils started his So. American cycling adventure in Salta, Argentina, and came up, in the winter no less, on the east side of the Andes, elevations above 4500Mts., and camping out in temperatures -10C.   Argentinans in motor vehicles stopped and warned him that this route (no bridges) impossible in the winter, and he should turn back.  What did he do, but crank on having to ford frozen streams and rivers, by pulling his loaded bicycle on its side like a sled.  He is a young cyclist to behold. Let's invite him to be a part of our 'world wide cycling group!'  So, please contact him via his email address:   Name:  Nils Wallstad, Rein, Germany;  email:  nils75@freenet.de  I've attached a picture of the 'perfect' tour cyclist.  Although he probably won't respond soon, as now cycling the 800KM loop in southern Bolivia (name…?).  Note, I'm learning more and more about cycling in South America.
Nils, like most German cyclists has all the latest and greatest stuff  This, prior thinking, planning is my style as well.  I've known some to just go, without much.  I guess some want a greater 'adventure.'  Me personally, at 72-years of age want to minimize the pain as much as possible.  
Nils had a great map, a GPS, and other gadgets, that I don't have nor necessarily want, as I'm more into low-teching it than high.  I like La Mota, and getting 'high,' in all ways (elevation included).  But, I'll never have a GPS, or the Rogwuart (sic) internal gears-rear hub system.  Me, and Mr. Fetes will check out together as it, old and worn out no doubt.  We hope just to disappear, an eternal mystery of what happened! 
In the meantime, life, love and the pursuit of whatever, in Duality.  We're here in San Pedro de Atacama, pure Nirvana to me, as for the climate, terrain, support (great restaurants), culture and few insects!
Yes, very interesting, few insects in Chile.  I saw a spider in my room in Santiago (indication it's going to get colder), some ants, a few flies, but no mosquitoes (yet, probably up higher).  Bees, of course, thank God, lest we have no flowers, no honey, and many other things the bees produce.  They've come to visit, but I 'shoo' them out of my tent.  Ah, and just now, one tiny red thing on my white computer.  Another hovering fly-like insect.  So, maybe more than I think... They all come seeking moisture, water, blood, etc.  Maybe the little red thing was a tick?
Cycling 12KM the other day, up toward Las Montanas (note, mountains feminine in Spanish cultures) I had one fly 'hit and run,' as they seek moisture, and blood will do.  I've ejected one moth from my tent the other night, So, in the three months now in Chile, hardly bothered by insects. And I can't tell you how this pleases me, as not an insect kind of guy!å
One of my pleasures in life is feeding the birds, although seagulls can get too aggressive.  I remember the Lake in central Kunming, Yunnan Prov., China, where people have trained them with food.  Thus, they'll fly right into you to get it.
Right now a dove has come to eat some of the bread I threw around earlier!  The birds come unafraid, as I'm much like 'St. Francis of Assi!' 
So, don't forget to share, and don't forget to make offerings of something to mother earth in some way.  She sustains us. 
Camping here is dusty, but I'll take that over being attacked by sand flies in New Zealand.  It's cold in the morning (-02C in my tent this very morning).  But then, like in desert-mountain climes, by 1600 hours (4P.M.), in the sun probably 50C.  So, great extremes in temperature.  You're in long underwear in the morning, and a t-shirt, shorts, and sunglasses in the afternoon.  And once the sun disappears over the western horizon, the temperature sinks with it. 
'Be prepared, it's the Boy Scouts marching song, be prepared!'  (Dick would remember Tom Lehrer).

Climb high!
Ride far!
Your goal the sky!
Your aim the stars!
And last night I was up late enough (2100 hours) to behold of the heavens, and a stunning sky it is, the reason ALMA is up the highway about 50KM)!  
You can spend your life staring at some small screen.  I will observe Nature!

Haqi
Hutch
Alexander
Frederico
Nima
The Magic Dragon,
all rolled up into one bum on a bicycle!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

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160712 BLOK, 3rd day in San Pedro de Atacama

This is Monday, or Lunes in Spanish, and some kind of Festival/Holliday going on…
I didn't get out of the 'sack' until about 0800, as with the sun, warming…
This is a desert/mountainous kind of climate where with the sun you can be hot at 1600 hours / 4 P.M., but then very cold 12 hours later, at 0400.  Great extremes.
So, you dress for warmth in the morning, and shed during the day.
Additionally, the dryness… You can feel it, your hands, your skin, but I can breathe here as opposed to the dryness on the way to Mt. Kailas, where I had trouble breathing.  Of course, on 2500Mts. ASL here.
I went to the Plaza Restaurante, where they seem completely indifferent to me, service, customers just a pain in the ass.  The young boy, obvious new, I had to almost guide through the process of taking care of a customer.  They don't train them, they just so 'go,' and off they go, what's called 'OJT' (on the job training).  
First coffee con leche, then I ordered an omlet, which turned out to be very good. All was not lost.  Plus, they don't bother you sitting there as long as you want.
Then, I was in quest of… What to call this, I've had many… Not a 'fanny pack,' but a stomach pack in which to keep handy valuables.  I found one at Erick's place, a young guy telling me about San Pedro.   I met his pal also, and thus invited back in case 'you need something.'  Little do they know I'll be back there tomorrow looking for a better WIFI situation.  
The plaza is O.K., but no place to sit at a table except the restaurante where there's no electricity outlet (can't use, remember the 'jefe' of two days ago).  So, sometimes, getting online a challenge (in Chile). But, I managed, and dealt with email, trying to raise 'Fredy,' Ann's connection.  Fredy is a local chiropractic physician, I'm hoping to meet.  Local knowledge so important, I've offered to buy him a meal.  I'm really looking to rent a room longer term, or stay here camped out.
Next I went to obtain some cash out of an ATM, but the first one not working, and the second, said they couldn't process my transaction for some reason… Concerned, I went to an Internet 'store,' where I had more trouble getting online, but accomplished to find out I have money in my account.  So, it's the ATM system, and my first task manana morning.  There's always something to deal with 'out here.'  
I decide to ride some, get more oriented as to where things are.  When you arrive by cycle you know.  When you arrive by public transportation, you aren't as aware.
I head south, on the main north/south called 'Tocosomething… It's hard surface so I think it must lead somewhere, and sure enough… Eventually it goes under Highway #23, so I go under and get on, now heading back to centro S.P., I'm beginning to understand, directions, and all the rest.  For this little community (Erick said something like 3,000 permanent residents), there are many roads, and a bit confusing for a newcomer.  
I end up coming into the Plaza from the east past the museum, and around a corner I run into my first tour cyclist (so far in Chile), a German guy named Nils.  Nils has just come down Highway #27 from Argentina.  He's on a five week adventure from Rein (near Frankfort) Germany.  He's got all the latest stuff, like most German cyclists, the bike, the internal gears in the rear hub, a GPS, a good map, Orlieb bags, etc.  He speaks good English and I learn much from him.  He's going up to Bolivia, the way I had thought about, so I ask many questions. He carries 11 liters of water, and an 8-day supply of food.  
Back at the ranch, I take a shower, do the usual housekeeping tasks, tea, but with no dinner.  Nils arrives and I discover he's in the Exped tent I disliked.  No problem for him threading the supports in the sleeves as I did.  
Interesting how one thing is a problem for some, and not for others.  He tells me how, way up there (4400Mts. ASL) when he camped, he lost several tent stakes as he couldn't remove them from the frozen ground.  I've never heard this before.  Easy to drive into the ground in the late afternoon when warm, but then in the morning frozen in place.  He was asking me if they were available to purchase in San Pedro.  I told him yes, as I discovered there's more stores with a variety of things, than I expected.
I'm in my tent by 1900 hours, things much quieter now, as the madding crowd has departed for home. 
It's a dark moon period...

15b0712 BlOK


15b0712 BlOK

An almost perfect day in my new paradise!  This, after a slow start during a dark moon, beginning the preceding afternoon (for three days).  The guy in the tent next to me vomiting his guts out was the first thing (lovely sound).  I was both annoyed and sorry for him at the same time.  I've been there!  Then later while I was trying to drift off into 'reality,' it was party time, a group with guitars singing their little hearts out, but all and all a good night for the most important reason of all… I could breathe without resorting to boiling water, Tiger Balm, or some other aid.  I have Vicks-like stuff from China, that contains menthol.  It wasn't that cold either never uncomfortable for the low temperatures (I think it's getting down to something like 08C.).  I was colder the night before inside a room at the SonChek Hostales. 
I didn't get up until 0830, no hurry to do anything in particular.
We spent the morning engaged in S.I. (my Tantric Taoism practice).  And you'll be happy to know, 'the honeymoon continues!'
I made coffee/Yerba Mate, and then organized to go off and find a WIFI signal.  
On the way I saw a general store, and oh happy day, not only did they have a cartechio de gas, but a Thermo, and I bought both. 
Next door was the restaurante I remembered with advertises WIFI.  There I meet two men from The Netherlands.  They said the PW (for the WIFI) didn't work for them.  I ordered an omelet hoping spending some money there would motivate the people to help get me online, but both Chileanos, an older man and a younger woman basically don't know, and not interested in helping.  I'm sure they get tired of demanding gringo touristas! 
I've found, generally speaking, customer service, is not easily obtained in Chile.  Then again, maybe I expect too much.  This is a Latin influenced culture, and there's a little bit of 'manana' in their business model.  For example, many businesses closes between 2 and 4P.M. as traditional 'seista' time.  Another example, on Sundays (Domingoes), cities are just 'dead!'  Only basic businesses are open like food markets,.  Of course in tourist towns like San Pedro most is open 7 days a week.  Although I don't think people are keen working on Sundays! 
Next,  I went looking for some place to do my laundry.  What little I had is costing $6U.S., so I think I'll start washing my own here at Los Portales (Camping).  
I end up in the Plaza where they advertise free WIFI.  But, although I'm happy for the idea of 'free,' I think it's slightly crazy.   Outside in a strong sun it's difficult to see/read anything on a computer screen.  There are no tables, chairs.  This is for tourists to make a quick check of their email using mobles or pads. I'm a different kind of 'customer.'  
Suddenly I'm hearing Enya singing, this over some P.A. speakers.  I'm thinking, wow!   Here I am in S.P. de Atacama, and I'm listening to Enya!  Turns out the 'Bomberos' (fire department people) has set up a display and are demonstrating mountain climbing.  Wow, is any Fire Department in the U.S., clever enough to do this…?  I wonder around in a reverie to Enya's 'Sail Away!'  
I sit down next to a couple intent on a computer.  They are helpful… the secret getting online at SAN PEDRO WIFI, is a different browser (Firefox), and then a page, and then accepting the 'Conditions,' and finally yes, it works and I'm online.
I move to the Plaza Restaurant and order a coffee (to sit at a table in the shade), I'm hoping the signal still works here.  It does, but I'm losing battery.  
I move inside to find an electrical outlet, and am finally set when the 'jefe,' or 'owner' informs me I can't use the electricity.  I offer to pay, and he says I can stay and use it if not long.  Why wouldn't the man take some pesos for electricity, satisfying us both?  Again, the problem, rules, the blind following of rules… 
I return to my 'home,' my tent at Los Portales Camping.  
I decide to go exploring on Mr. Fetes.  First, however, I had some things to reinstall, the rear mud guard and a 'guard' a piece of configured steel that bolts onto the frame protecting the derailleur.  This, only because of transporting in a bus, where it can get damaged.
I'm off at 3P.M.
I stop at a food market and purchase 2, 3L of water, so I'll have more weight.
I head east toward the Las Montanas, this on the main street, Corojes.  It soon runs into a paved street and I follow it down to Highway #23 to Calama and south.  I take another highway #27, leading directly to and over Los Montanas.  I'm dying to get 'high!'
It's a beautiful afternoon, perfect in fact, sunny, cool, but completely still.
Soon, I'm away from the madding tourist crowd and am in 'heaven!'  The grade up is slight, and the scenery, just what I've been looking for these past 15 months (Australia, and New Zealand).  Now, cycling in the Atacama I am reminded of the terrain in Xinjiang A.R. (China); cycling with Mamat from Urumqi to Kashgar.  Check out the pictures at www.cyclingpeace.org/gallery/  Not of China, but here, in the driest place in the world! 
I go about 12KM down to a bridge, and where the 'big up' starts.  I've had enough for the first outing, so I turn around and head back down.  I found cycling at 2500Mts. just a little more difficult, my heart pounding (and with only 1/3rd touring weight).  I haven't cycled at this elevation for almost two years, and I will have to build up to it.
On the way back a pick-up truck slows to ask if I'm 'O.K.' if I need anything!  It's good to know they are that friendly, offering assistance.  God knows I may need it sometime.
In San Pedro I stop and purchase spaghetti, tomate sauce and quesa.  I've cycled only 25KM, but enough to want pasta for dinner.
Back in the community kitchen I manage to cook it in my little camping pot.  With the quesa, and tomate sauce, well a gourmet treat!
I'm in my sack by 2000 / hours (8P.M.), but so much noise from the paritiers.  They yak and yak, loudly (sound seems to carry here in the drier air).  But, I manage to drift off eventually...

Monday, July 16, 2012

150712 BLOK / T.T.


150712  BLOK / T.T.

It is both 'Heaven' and 'Hell,' to progress from nothing to something, trading the body for the mind!  You lose 'won' to gain the 'Other!' 
Consciousness!
Before, it's 'you don't 'no' that you don't 'know!'
Consciousness, is the potential to 'no' and 'be a dog, 'God' spelled backwards!'  But, the God you think is God is not the 'Dog!'
Deconstructing language is the key to gaining consciousness!
So, some advice… STOP THINKING!  START FOCUSING ON THE MOMENT AS IT'S ALL YOU HAVE ULTIMATELY!   AN ASTEROID COULD WIPE US OUT IN SECONDS!  THEN, YOU WILL NEVER KNOW OF THIS 'EXISTENCE!' 
You'll know if you have consciousness if you don't watch television!

Tantric Taoism

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0140712 BLOK (Calama to San Pedro de Atacama)

We're 'on the moon,' from Calama up to San Pedro de Atacama, where I'm booked at SonChek Hostales.  Calama is the industrial community that supports the copper mining industry).  San Pedro is all about tourism.
We glide up to San Pedro in our Jonah-whale-like bus, the terrain bereft of a single blade of grass.  This is the driest place in the world!  I feel 'at home,' being raised in Arizona , U.S.A.  In High School, my nickname, 'the Lizard!'  So, Dick I'm here resuscitating myself!
It's something like 100KM to S.P.de At., about 90 minutes in the bus, a full day on Mr. Fetes.   Here I sit observing the terrain, the highway carefully, as know I'll be cycling it one of these days.The snow-capped Andes in the distance contrast the red-colored dry earth.  It once rained here...   You think I'm kidding.
I'm suddenly happy, my first Chilean bus ride coming to an end, after an interesting night.  I've been longing for desert dry, after 'too long in the rain, too long in the wind, taking every comfort that I can.' (an old song lyric).
At the TUR BUS terminal in San Pedro, I put Mr. Fetes back together again, like Humpty Dumpty.  Several travelers, who I surmise are Chilean, watch from their benches.  I sing, 'Too many people with nothing to do, too many people with nothing to do!  They all sit around, and smoke cigarettes!  Too many people!'  This raises a smile on their faces, as in 'another crazy gringo!'
Mr. Fetes goes back together again easily, a small brake problem, but no major damage.  I don't like how they pack and unpack bicycles on buses, one of the reasons I rarely submit to…  But, I needed to get near and into the mountains, in a better climate soon.  Life is always a compromise, nothing perfect (the middle) for long… Nee enantiodromia, the infinite seeking of opposites, a 'vibration,' creating the cycle, like a 'reciprocating' engine!  It, the 'Tao,' is the 'engine!'
I ride off singing…
I searching for the SonCheck Hostales, I know the streets, Calama and something, but I pass it the street without realizing.  On the otherhand, when I'm cycling I 'let go' and 'let It' take over… A supposed 'mistake,' can turn out to be a bonanza of discovery!  
Roxanna greets me, a smiling Chilean woman, I'm sure something like the 'manager, jefe' at SolChek Hostal.
It turns out to be much more than I expected, run by a Slovenian woman named Majca (there 17 years now).  
I rent a small room (no toilet) for 11,000CLP / $22U.S.  It's well organized, but the room so small I can barely more around in it (with all my gear).  Because this weekend a holiday (that I didn't know about( I have to move in the morning and share a room, then on Monday, return to this 'closet,' or something larger (for more of course) -- they've overbooked.  I have traveled on Friday the 13th, and arrived in a tourist town on a national holiday -- not very smart of me!
Ah, it's all about money ultimately!  Note, this is what we need to change about the world!  Let's 'dethrown' it from being 'God,' to just being 'Jesus,' or 'Mohammed,' or 'Zoraster,' or 'Buddha,' or 'Lao Zi!'
I park and cover Mr. Fetes for the night, then get settled in my closet room.   The Honeymoon continues!
Yo 'mucho ambry! or very hungry!' so I move quickly to the adjacent restaurant, 'Carmen's.'  It's so popular I have to wait in line for a table!  I meet several tourists from Brazil, and learn that 'Brazilian people like this restaurant, the food.'  I'm also taught how to say, I'm very hungry!' in Spanish, or 'Mucho Ambry!'  A large white dog greets me!
This is the type of environment I love, and intend to settle down in (after all these years).  It has an ambience made of the the following elements:
Sophistication (artists, bums, worldly people -- please, no Fundies allowed!)
Tourists, or a multi cultural (different languages) element!
Big dogs, with an occasional horse head in the door.  An aside as they write… A story about trekking in Nepal.  I'm eating dhal bhat, in a cozy group of trekkers, somewhere at the top of a pass.  I look toward the open door and a white horse has stuck its head into checking us out.  The Horsehead Inn.
My kind of food.
Good bran muffins.
No TV.
Open fires at night.
Church bells.
Musica in the aires,
And L.M., por favor,
I will learn Spanish. 'Donde esta comprar…?'
The waiter takes my order and then says, 'Excuse me!'  (in English). I've order vegetarian lasagna, and uno cervesa, 'Cristol' (that I've been seeing signs advertising everywhere -- it works).  But, the woman brings it a can, and doesn't pore it into the glass (sorry, have to 'grade down' on this one).  I want to learn in Spanish, 'Is it possible that you might have a warm beer?'  Oh my God, blasphemy!
This lunch is dinner to me, so I don't label.  
People should eat when hungry and not when not.  We are habit-forming types, fall in the pattern of breakfast in the morning, lunch at mid day and dinner in the evening.   Smaller meals, more often better for the digestion!
The children at the next table stare at me, as an old man eating alone, and writing on paper no less!   A complete oddity, I am. 
When my food comes, I'm wildly appreciative, as so good!  The restaurant lives up to its reputation, 'Good food at a reasonable price!'  Remember this place, 'Carmen's' on Calama in San Pedro de Atacama (if ever here).
The bus trip last night, some 20 hours in length (1100KMs / 775 miles)… The first in seven years in cycling around the world.  Interesting to say the least…
The morning in La Serena, had gone perfectly, a sunny day, and out of there on schedule, in fact my usual early.  It's difficult for me to be late for deadlines (the old TV and military school influence).  
The bus from the south (Santiago) is late of course.  
I have to take the wheels off as mentioned when purchasing the ticket.  I have a total of 13 pieces that cost an extra 10KCLP / $20U.S.  The total trip $75U.S.
Finally in my window seat (#23) next to a young Chilean man.  He's focused on his small screen with ears plugged for distraction.  
People seem to live in 'virtual reality' in this day and age, unable to deal with the noise, congestion, and confusion of modern everyday life.  I soak it up on the other hand.  I also seek peace and quiet! 
I think to myself as we glide through space with no effort on my part… How easy, how comfortable, and it seduces you… GET OUT THERE AND CYCLE I WANT TO YELL OVER THE P.A., WE'RE KILLING MOTHER EARTH!  Instead a Hollywood movie, this after the short TUR BUS intro video (safety, etc.).  Most are all ears having ridden buses many times.  If there's an accident we're suppose to sacrifice for children and older people.  I would actually do this, thinking better to safe a child's life before it, rather than mine that's already had 72 years!
But, I certainly would think twice about the little girl sitting directly behind me as obnoxious and unkempt by her mother.  Besides nonstop yelling and screaming, she pounds on the back of my seat.   This after the mother complained about my shade not shielding her eyes from the setting sun. 
I dart in and out from behind the curtain, staring out at a stunning sunset, red against the blue sky, whispy cirrus lingering in view.  The snow on the distance Andes pink in the fading light.  This is what most people miss hypnotized by  that small screen.  Most people more 'machine,' than 'human.'
I drift off…
In Vallenar, a small town, the bus stops.  For some reason, even though there is a lavatory on the bus, I decide to use the one in the terminal.  It costs 300CLP you purchase a special key at the food counter.  It takes too long.  I manage to get in and out, but I'm surprised… My bus is departing, backing out, the door still open, and I manage to run and jump into before the door closes!  Later, I can't imagine missing the bus, my things aboard in a country where I barely know enough Spanish to get by.  So, you learn a lesson… The bus isn't going to wait for you…
Safely back in the bus my comfort level rises and I drift off, lights flying past, a Hollywood movie on the screen..  Then it goes from enjoying the twilight zone, to challenging… 
Somewhere in the night, on Ruta #5 between Copiapo and Autofagusto, I'm awaken by the Chilean guy.  The bus is parked by the side of the highway.  'We have to get off,' he informs me.  'What? Why?'  We're out in the middle of nowhere at 0200.  I'm having a dream... No, it turns into a semi-nightmare… We're out there in the cold and wind, falling down in the dirt, shifting my 13 pieces including Mr. Fetes, into another buscar (coach).  Then, all of a sudden we're shifting it back to the original, buscar.  I'm confused, as get no answer, these guys no hablo mucho Ingles.  Finally, I find out from my Chilean seat partner, we've moved my stuff, without checking if there's a seat for me, and guess what…?  So, back we go as they want to keep me with my things.  O.K. welcome to TUR BUS, with their million Euro Mercedes Benz.  We have movies and the seats are comfortable, but nobody has taught us how to think (biggest problem in the world today, 2012).  Just go by the rules, like robots!
Back in the buscar, we wait, there's me and three others, I not sure of what nationality as the young woman speaks some English.  After not too long, maybe 30 minutos, I'm gestured out of the buscar and we do the the 'drill' again:  move the 13 things uno vez mas into the 'new' buscar.  This, on Friday the 13th!  No reason for Triskadecaphobia!  One very good thing, however, when I'm outside I look up to discover the clearest sky I've seen in years, the Milky Way, a white ribbon from north to south!  There is the Southern Cross, lying on it's 'side.'  At least I know the directions (you can tell true South from the stars in the Southern Cross)!  We can navigate by the stars, don't have nor will have a GPS. 
The new buscar is a 'Semi-Camas' model, the seat more like a bed.  Suddenly, I'm sure what just happened was a dream!  I sink back into the lap of 'buscaria' luxury.  But, there's always something in the land of the 'Shambala Demons, in a Water Dragon Year!'  The guy next to me, an overweight Chilean worker, fast asleep, is snoring.  Not only that, but his earphones blasting out some Chilean music.  As soon as the bus begins to move, I move away to a single by the window.  I get back to my new found decadence… I drift off into 'reality,' or is it 'dreamland,' hoping all the of 13 are with me!  
People wonder why I prefer traveling on a bicycle to taking general transportacion?  Then again, it is getting to the point, where I'll be taking more buses, hoping for no mechanical problems in the middle of the night!
So many hours later we stop in my favorite named Chilean city so far, Autofagusto!  I'm eager to find out what this means!  
Onward through the night, and back to a wonderful sleep… And some irony… I sleep better in trains and buses than when still -- I need to be rocked!…  I need to be moving!.  We have much Chi!
And then dawn, the sun blasting through the window, the 'Big Bang,' in the here and now, and now back to the future…
Somehow the 13 have managed to make it all the way (in the luggage compartment of the bus) and soon I'm putting Mr. Fetes back together again… 

To be continuned...







  






Thursday, July 12, 2012

12b0712 BLOK / T.T.


12b0712 BLOK / T.T.

There is opportunity in EVERYTHING, it's just how you think about it (maybe 'out of the box')!  Look at it differently maybe, don't talk about it, yet create it!  We have that power!

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12a0712 BLOK / T.T.

Renoyin!
Reunno!
It's our Way of overcoming the E-Go!
But, my Gad, who would want to do such a thing?  Movie stars won't!  We need the Ego to know It!  Duality.
Duality 'evolved,' because it was the only way we could know about this thing, this perfect thing (opposite of us), we call 'God!'  Cows don't care, just give milk.  Cats don't care about anything, as just 'domesticated.'  Dogs are dangerous, as they can teach us a lesson!  
We human beings are the dumb animals, as think we 'no!'  
Animals are closer to Singularity than Duality (where the term 'hono rapian,' has been developed)!
Einstein wrote, or said, or is credited with an unusual statement, coming from a scientist:  'Imagination is more important than knowledge!'  (take note Dr. Bruce and Baisha Bob) 
But, these are only English words…
The God you think of as God, is 'knot' Dog!
Tantrikimo Taoism

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120712 BLOK T.T. 

Nothing, is everything simultaneously!  Simultaneity!

Tantric Taoisimo

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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

110712 BLOK / T.T.


110712 BLOK / T.T.

It is the other (people, animals, insects, snakes, inanimate objects) in our lives, the ones that give us 'trouble,' that bother us, that annoy us, that 'get under our skin,' that cause us to grow, to development, to overcome ourselves!  
Take your biological parents, for example.  By the time we're in our teens, they're the two dumbest 'dweebs,' that we can think of…
It is one opposite that attracts the other.  Thus, if you're shy, you're going to become extroverted!  If you're too much one way, like 'abrupt,' or rude, you're going to have your 'corners' rounded.
Of course, this can be a painful (pleasureful) process!  It's called life!  And because of life, there will be death (of the body consciousness) as well!
But, unconditional love overcomes all, defeats fear, and evil, and all the opposites, the negatives!
So, in the face of death we live!
'Die gamely,' Aaron Burr said!
'Shed the body,' gamely we say!

Tantric Taoism

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100712 BLOK

Human life, I marvel… Like ants we are, rushing about chasing after food, in pursuit of something… 'that obscure object of desire,' pants on fire!
I observe families and they wear me out just looking,
Cooking so many
Meals,
Their lives on wheels!
I lounge on a couch enjoying Lasagna Bolognesa (beef).  Ah, and so good sometimes, meat!  I'm only a 'half-assed,' vegetarian, feeding my mind,
As  I unwind, thinking...
People in Australia, N.Z., and now Chile, seem relatively happy, but one cannot tell just by observing.  Quien sabe,
The truth,
Maybe 'Baby Ruths' under the facade,
What the rod created...
We continue on… 'Onward our cry!, Mr. Fetes and me, about to depart the serenity of La Serena.  
Onward to San Pedro de Atacama, the driest place in the world!  We can hardly wait after a year of wet (Australia and New Zealand)!  
Let nothing stop us until we "drink from that 'silver cup,' we won't know until we try!" (From a 60s song lyric of old…?  The exact line, 'Never give up, until you drink from that silver cup, you never know until you try!')

P.S. -- On world economics in 2012:

Growth, growth, and more growth, that's all the capitalists understand!  But, we're getting to the point where we (humanity) won't be able to grow anymore!  Then what will we do?  There must be metanoia, a fundamental change in thinking how the human species (all species) are to survive!  We can't just keep 'growing!'  Tis the goal of life, that fife, that drives us along!
I cite the 'warning' now… When the last (human) goes, nothing will have been here at all!  I wonder if people can understand this…?  Or, is it all just 'football?'

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

090612 BLOK


090612 BLOK

It was crazy, today, yesterday, Lunes (Monday)… My own version of the 'Tour de Chile,' as if I wasn't waiting, I was rushing!  Ah, modern life…
I got up at 0500, in order to depart by 0700, this to crank 12KM to Coquimbo, to be at Gobernacion de Province Elqui (where tourists go to get their visa extended) on time.  I had been told to be there at 0800 (as it opens at 0830).  But, when I got there (0740) already 12 people were waiting in line.  Lord, I thought… 
It was freezing cold too, waiting until 0830 when they finally opened the door and let us in out of the cold.  Then when 'the man' began passing out order chits, a rush to the counter (seems to be there might be a better way?).  I ended up being #12 in line.  But, then waiting… Everything was so sssssllllllooowwwww!  But, something amusing to me, that no one else would notice… The, I'm guessing, office manager, is carrying a newly framed (official) fotograph of El Presidente, Sebastian Pinera!  Note, all Government offices in every country of the world have the 'official' fotograph of their 'El Presidente' on the wall!  This to remind everyone who's in charge!
I end up waiting a total of three hours before getting to see anyone, a woman, who was pleasant, but informed me I needed another document.  Seems Immigration at the Santiago AP (when I arrived in Chile two months ago), failed to give me a needed document (there's always something).  And guess where I had to go to get it?  12KM back to La Serena, to the PDI Office (like the PSB in China).  At the same time I also have to pay the $104U.S. at a bank before 2P.M.  
So, I crank as fast as I can back to La Serena (against an off shore breeze).  But, I find the PDI office quickly, having to ask only once.  Note, it pays to get out there and learn about a city, and not stay in your hotel room.
Here, at this 'International Police Office,' they are more efficient, and I was out of there in 20:00 minutos (with the needed document)!
I debated about where to pay the $104U.S., in La Serena or Coquimbo, as banks close at 2P.M.  Already it's 12:30P.M. but I opt to try for a bank in Coquimbo, and cranked wildly again, back to Coquimbo, now having ridden roughly 36KM so far.  Not that I mind, as it's good for me, the cycling part (if not dangerous).
I checked my watch when I arrived in Coquimbo, and now it's 1:30P.M.  I had told myself I would go to the first bank I saw (as she'd said 'any bank will do).  She was wrong… 'Go to the Plaza,' the teller informed me after looking at the document.  Now, I'm somewhat in a dither, as I'm running out of time.  
I decide to leave Mr. Fetes locked and walk to the Plaza, some three blocks.
Here I find a BBVA Bank, one I know is national (all over Santiago).  But, the line… More waiting… At least I'm inside I thought and I've made it... hopefully. Whew!  I'm too old to do all this running around!
After making the payment (50,970CLP) I walk back and retrieve Mr. Fetes.  With plenty of time and not far to go I ride slowly to the Gobernacion building (only three blocks).  
The office is empty when I arrive, and now it all happens 'lickety-split.'  Jorge, the young man behind the counter spoke some English, and it turns out he's a cyclist.  I'm told to return on Wednesday (Miercoles) to pick up my extension (? -- note they don't keep your passport), I'm monsterously relieved!  Somehow we've managed!  But, what an effort!  I take Jorge out and show him Mr. Fetes.
By now, however, something like 2:30P. I haven't drank or eaten anything since 0600, for almost nine hours, and I'm feeling weak.  
I decide to ride down to Fisherman's Wharf where I'd eaten Fish and Chips the first time in Coquimbo -- it's close.  Unfortunately, it's closed, as Monday…  At this point I'm wondering how far I can ride before falling over from low blood sugar and/or dehydration…
But, I decide to ride back to La Serena, and find some open restaurant.  On the way, I get the idea to eat in the restaurant at the Hotel/Casino/Resort where I'd had a Cafe Latte one afternoon.  It's about halfway between Coquimbo and La Serena, or 4KM distance from where I am.
I start back against a stiffer wind (comes more in the afternoon).  But, I've developed amazing endurance cycling the world (with weight), more of the mind than the body, however!  Wind or no wind, rain or no rain, hills or flat, 'we let nothing stop us!'  Yesterday, I'd cycled 70KM, and returned (to La Serena) in a strong headwind.  I'm always training…
In this 'fancy-starred' restaurant I celebrate with one cervesa (beer) and a $16U.S.-dollar pasta dish (food is one thing I'll spend money on).  And I'm revived (salt and lemon juice in the beer do it)!  Then I slump into a benumbed state… Visa accomplished, only the bus ticket to San Pedro to purchase…  I rest for a time, enjoying the warmth of the sunshine through the window.
Back in La Serena I head for my favorite Cafe Latte (Coffee Express), and Kuchen de Manzana!  Ah, can one with a tooth ache ever indulge himself too much?
What a day!   

H.

The International Date Line is a great


The International Date Line is a great
example of 
Enantiodromia:

The sun rises in what we call the east (more light and heat).  Our longitudinal time retreats before it, 'hour by hour,' not knowing where it came from (we invented clock time)!   Until, the number 12, at which if becomes 'plus,' the earliest of all, 12 Midnight (no light, no heat).  Now, it begins to seek it's opposite, 12 Noon (opposites attract).  
This is the 24-hour cycle of day as 'we have invented.'  The never-ending sun rising in the 'east,; setting in the 'west!'
This, the 'dance of Shiva,' the Lord of 'creation and destruction' (among other things!).
How's that for being 'scientific,' Bruce and Bob?