Extinction Chronicles
- Thursday/Fri 18/19 September 2o25 ·
Just the name Extinction Chronicles aught to be enough to give pause, and yet . .. rather than a primer on how to prepare one’s soul for a life of deprivation in service of developing an open loving heart, i parse the grammar lessons, dodge the “a iEye” hobgoblin and like the little boy looking for his parents at the mall cast about for an approving glance - pretty much like us all · The Bukowski quote about dying being enough to ‘flatten us’, never gets old. How do you compete, why would you ¿ when everything in the universe points to “when the student is ready, the teacher will come.” What are priorities, what is sacrifice, for what? ambition, narrow focus gains, ego¿ what is clarity compared to the intransigence of death, much less the end of our species.
Joy is a requisite to good health, is why those who would employ measures for coercion undermine wellbeing, encourage discursive logic and activities, agitate for unease. Or i am undergoing transformation whereby i identify that which pleases me and encourage others to do the same. If, for example, you are reading this after some manifestation of the ’6th Great Extinction’, you may find resonance in the relationship of joy to health, or find leverage in a perception of ‘dis-ease’ that may have been obscured - for whatever reason · or by whatever dynamic. What if stasis is not mutually exclusive to the state of flux and that part of our mental acuity predicated from our flexibility and is as Jung postulated “the pendulum of the mind does not alternate between right and wrong, but between sense and nonsense.”
Is the same true for communication? what is the role of recounting in storytelling, how does one wield ‘incitement t0-; e.g. (Friday 19 September) a young impresario running a similar business model to the store over which i live sold me the desk from which i hope to resume painting. In the process of purchasing the desk, the impresario made clear his admiration for a ‘gringo’ by giving me a book this ‘marshal’ expat wrote; i say marshal because he writes under a pseudonym, and was clear about his Military/VieNam training. Some time back while conferring with an Apache Kola from the Hollywood ‘Y’, Junza commented in passing that many special forces operatives were making their way to Oaxaca, but didn’t go into any detail. I aver from govt forces, and so am unsure about fbfriending ‘Quetzal’s’ author friend. I am sharing because it is a paradox of the expat life to be isolated and unclear about people’s orientations politically. I found the difficulties of trust and suspicion in the voting process as it manifested in Oaxaca.
This dilution/infiltration of community is realistic, for the reactionary forces are far better financed and make much better use of subterfuge and deception. Nevertheless, if this author/expat is more than an agent provocateur it will be an important step in gathering compadres for the arduous battles of liberty which lay ahead for what is left of a free humanity.
I returned my new geared bike for my former heavier framed single speed better balanced beast and very glad i did, gears or no gears.
Received another foto from sister K, and am encouraged by its simplicity to attempt a portrait of the illimitable expression on her lovely countenance, a pleasure fraught with potentially corrosive memories and delusional cul-de-sacs of emotion, or a mine of rich undeveloped healing feeling for us both. It feels like such a complex issue; for example the single mother where i live rides her daughter to school on the bicycle and in my ‘self serving’ everlovingfantasy i landed on the oblique gesture of providing helmets for as many children in similar straits as i could manifest until the community sees it was ‘their’ idea - “The secret of human freedom is to act well without attachment to the results.” - Bhagavad Gita ·
until L8r (help yourself to other creative vagaries below) ·
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jts Thursday/Fri 18/19 September 2o25
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