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Well so far on this blog, I have not really written anything on what I have been physically doing, and the 'mind-posts' all seem to come out atleast a week later than I originally wrote it. I guess these are things I need to work on. To answer this I just think I haven't had time, and the 'mind-posts' are more or less directly out of my journal that I try to keep up with on the day to day. Anyways life living in a snail community does tend towards a snail pace. Which reminds me of a sort of joke I thought of...
Why did the caracol cross the stream? Because the agua's caliente.
Porque el caracol cruza el arroyo? Porque el agua es caliente.

**The key to understanding this chicken-cross-the-road style of joke is in understanding the Zapatismo the meanings of 'caracol' and 'aguascaliente' and then apply your spanish knowledge.**
***It is a stupid joke anyway so don't burst any veins in concentration.

Okay, next up a more 'practical' post and hopefully some pictures. Maybe I should just post pictures and then describe them in the captions... ^^that's a swell idea.........


Brian

---And remember, don't stop learning---


>>>Translation of my Blog title: Nunca hacer errores es como nunca aprender
To Never Make Mistakes is to Never Learn.

???should that be : to never make a mistake is to never learn????
- vote on it in the commentaries or something

PEACE

Alternative-World -- Plugging Holes?

The differences between this world and an alternative might/will be subtle. Do the answers then lie in the subtle differences? Then our world should not be completely scrapped should it? Is it merely a matter of filling in the holes, the small gaps, that we know exist but just write off as the remainder, or externalities (Even if we do seek the whole number, we never spend the time to re-calculate. We try and find other ways to patch down that remainder. So what # are we searching for, or what equation is it, or is it instead something like the Fibonacci number from which we get the golden spiral which can be seen in nature on a snail's back-->caracol).
Our problem lies within our question, What do we do? From this we realize that our problem is trying to fill in the holes directly. We do not first ask why there are holes. We instead conlude prematurely that "these holes are bad" and attempt to fill them. We even expend a lot of money & energy to fill them (our lives included), just as the little Dutch boy who stuck his finger in the dyke.... We must learn from this that plugging up the holes is wrong (or atleast what we are using is wrong). Shouldn't this be a sign that where we built was wrong and the problems will re-occur until we move and start-over. This starting over for most is scary. But why must it be? We will soon realize that this new path makes us content, no matter how barren it is, it is our path and that dignity will go a long way.


From the Mountains of the Mexican Southeast
Friday June 15th, 2007
Caracol II Oventic

-written shortly after hearing students making music and taking short walk-

Brian

Me Encanta Mi Vida

6/6/07

Good morning, its 6:40am Week 1, Day 4.

I woke up early this morning to a familiar feeling, a rumbling in my stomach that was a regular visitor to me during my time in China. In addition I had a sizeable hangover from tequila and XX ambar, (not necesarily in that order). Our bathrooms, if you didn't know are not much more than glorified outhouses equipped with 'fill your own bucket up with water flush' and 'squat over the toilet seat hope you don't miss.' Unlike los banos mujeres that are within spitting distance from the rooms, nos hombres tienen que caminar por 100m. (I should have sent you a text message Anthony) Fortunately, I didn't quite have turista....

And from this state, I realized that this is the happiest moment of my life. Este momento es el mas contento de mi vida.
I want to tell you all (mom, dad, Colin, my friends) that I LOVE YOU.

...until our next embrace



From the Mountains of the Mexican Southeast.

- This is me exactly as I want to be.


***Thanks Colin for the courtesy bucket imagery.