Monday, October 8, 2007

Spiralling spics.

Many fervent and loyal blog readers will remember how recently a massage was experienced in La Paz, Baja California, Mexico.
Don Sergio Olachea Martinez applied shiatsu and chiropractic but unfortunately the recent increased trouble with the muscles in the back has not disappeared.
Any small job, like cleaning the window screens yesterday, resulted immediately in violent pains in particular muscles in the back.
Maybe it is getting time to go to the USA and visit a medical centre specialised in scoliosis and have them fix it.

Don Sergio Olachea Martinez knew El Triple, the location where currently the Fuso Szulc is parked and where new conceptual photography is made.
He confirmed what more Mexicans from La Paz have been saying.
El Triple and nearby La Aguja have a reputation of being the place where many years ago pirates used to live.
The reputation also includes that there might be treasures buried in this area.
But more threatening is that people say that the spirits of the pirates are still hanging out here.
They say those spirits show themselves as flames of fire moving quickly around just above the surface.

That is all very well and this rational and pragmatic mind accepts these stories as local folklore and exaggerations of the imagination.

But it is not without some shame and embarrassment that it has to be admitted that those stories about wandering spirits of pirates are creeping into the mind nevertheless.
And this especially after dark while being at El Triple with not a soul nearby.

Like last night.
Highly concentrated while working on the computer, suddenly a figure passed by outside.
It could clearly be seen from the large window.
This figure moved like floating and without making sound.
The heartbeat went up instantly and lungs filled unable to let go of the air.
A ghost !!!!
One of those pirates !!!!

There is the agreement made a long time ago, that if ghosts or extraterrestrials should be encountered here at El Triple, they will be approached with friendliness.
Without any aggression.

But sitting inside the illuminated Fuso Szulc, with a pitch black night due to the almost new moon, everything outside seemed to be scaring, unknown and freaking out.
To go outside into the black darkness to meet in a friendly way the spirit of a pirate, who don't have exactly the reputation of being very friendly themselves, needed the courage of Neil Armstrong.

While contemplating how high the levels of courage and coward ness were, this so called spirit passed by the window once more and this time it could be seen it was just a large transparent flying insect.

“Got you”, it was ringing in the head.
The imagination, fear and paranoia having a ball.

This is part of being by oneself in a place like El Triple.
An intense self-confrontation.
Walls are torn down to see behind who one truly is.

Most fervent and loyal blog readers in comfortable homes located in friendly neighbourhoods where are no spirits and ghosts to speak of, will laugh about all this nonsense of pirates, flames moving around and buried treasures.

Well, this may be so.
But then, what will a loyal and fervent blog reader think of this experience from El Triple that happened some years ago?
That time staying at El Triple was together with the Japanese artist Mayumi Nakazaki.
Mrs. Nakazaki is Japanese, from the town of Miyazaki in the South Eastern corner of the island of Kyushu.
Besides being a fabulous and highly talented painter, Mayumi Nakazaki also speaks fluently Japanese and English.
One day together a walk was made on the beach and we found a large plastic container.
It had recently washed on the shore.
We happened to notice there were inscriptions on that container.
We picked it up and to our uttermost astonishment discovered the container was full of Japanese characters.
In other words, decorated by someone with a marker with texts in Japanese.
They were like haiku’s: short poems about life.

The question is now, for all the fervent and loyal blog readers to contemplate, how is it possible that on a deserted beach somewhere in Mexico a container washes ashore decorated with a text in Japanese that is found by a Japanese lady?

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To learn more about the work of Mayumi Nakazaki, click on:

http://www.location1.org/mayumi-nakazaki/





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2 comments:

Ken Norton - Image 66 Media said...

The glowing balls of light are caused by methane. Just remember that and you'll be ok. There is a scientific explanation for everything.

usually...

It's time for you to see the movie "The Shining" again. :)

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