July 14, 2017

Started after a good sleep...met a new friend, 

Marc for coffee. Marc an artist and his Polish 

girlfriend new to Tepoztlan. Typical post 911 

intelligent young adult: a bit confused and 

looking for Utopia. A seeker for sure. Then, 

Sombre de Sabina and Juan Blanco, Bill, 

and Evelyn for old people rants and ravings 

over brunch. We always talk about the same 

things...but, what else is there to talk about? 

Volumes written about the Decline of the

West and still no end in sight! Enough already! 

So, we have our little fun and eat our nice 

meals while we speak about how corrupt

Mexico is, how crazy Gringolandia is 

becoming, in a beautiful outdoor gardeny 

setting. Perfect.

So far, so good. What's next? As the zen 

monk said:  "There's nothing next! This is it!" 

I should have known. But, I started, as we all 

do in media res, "in the  middle of things" and 

had to play catch up like everybody else. I 

suspected nobody much knew what was going 

on from the time I was very young, and that
was only reinforced and confirmed over the
years. Poets know what's going down, but
sometimes they have a hard time putting it into
words others will understand. Anyone who is
curious and looks into the nature of reality has
the ability to understand, simply, their experience.
But,  since pain is real, many get addicted to
trying to get rid of it via methods as diverse and 

seemingly contradictory as drugs, religion and

meditation. This is the default setting in which

most people live their lives. 

Why are some people curious about life, while 

others are not? Some people only become 

curious after some traumatic incident, such as

surviving a plane crash. Some, like me, were

curious from the start. Some never are. Even

scientists, living as they do on assumptions, you

wouldn't necessarily say are curious. Otherwise,

when a new, plausible explanation or theorem

arose, it would be more readily accepted, 

instead of being blocked and thwarted by 

tenured academics. Intelligence is not the same

as wisdom. Sure, we put a man on the moon, 

but what for, really? Simply because we could?

Seems so, aside from national political agendas.

Same answer, seems to me, as to why Truman

decided to drop the atom bomb.