Glasgow Glasgow where are you? 102 from Carlisle!

Nestled in your wings my little
one
This special morning brings another
sun
Tomorrow see the things that never
come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you
know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to
go
It's over, it's over.

It's the ending of a trip that never really got going. It had plenty of interesting bits. And even some pieces!! I still cannae sprachen the speak of Spain. That's funny..
Chile is nice, my last country of the trip. a bit more european than other countries over here. I have met a few nice people at the hostel also. A brazil couple Oz couple and Canada girl. Visited a winery. went out eating and drinking and having pleasant times.
I even had the fortune to sleep in A cupboard one night.

It's Maria-ines birthday on the day I leave SA. It would have been nice to spend it with her but I will be flying in a aeroplane, and I hope to hell it isn't constructed from chocolate, that is going to cause serious problems at take off if it is. and it's ok for you to laugh or not understand. I'm the man on ground. and maybe staying there.

then there is the problems of UK. accom and travel. nothing is easy in my life. accept-- my life. which isny all that hard really. A luxury life I have chosen as opposed to the more frequently chosen option of work stress debt frustration and stupidity. The greed machine- or is it just the very fucking stupid machine! that dictates most peoples lifes. I reckon either.. People are people and people are no good. As opposed to pineapples which very often are good. And many other non people things. like Avacados. or whales. or turtles and seahorses. even chestnuts are far better than people as I am sure you will have surmised for yaself. . Then again. maybe not, coz most people, myself included, are stupid. I'm just more aware of the stupidity I pocess process...And another thing....... people are stupid all the..... I don't understand everything.
I may be hungry.

now now now, I will say the good thing about the return is the music the dance and the theatre. the familiarity with the geography. the streets and the ugly faces.

Glasgow Glasgow where are you? 102 from Carlisle!

lentils and blips

And you do what you want
And I will do what I want;
I'm now free of master and everyone,
Servant of all and servant to none

How are you ? I am now south of the equator. It feels the same to me tho. I am in a town called Vilcabamba and I am not tryoing out the hallucinogenic San Pedro cactus as I don't have time. I am rushing south south. To peru and beyond. Will get nto south peru hopefully within 10days. Then chile. Santiagi for an aeroplane to Spain. Hope the metal bird is not not metal and chocolate because I can't trust a plane made of chocolate. Would you? Well of course you wouldny. It would be far too dangerous. Not that I worry about planes landing too early on the sea or in moutains. Thats fine. once your up your up but to attempt even a take-off in a chocolate aeroplane would be madness.

Nothing to interesting happening at the moment. The town/village I am in is tiny and I still can't find the vegetarian resaurant. It's very odd that I should have such a problem.

oh well you never know how daft a person can be 'til they try to find the veggy food place in a small town.

I will leave this proposterity for a while and try and find a blockquote for tho start this post.

All yer fair and fine misters and misseses must abide. and take comfort from me.

I am the one-çç

love

..ed

the latent and the dead

Veins on leaves
A cat of kings
A mouthful of seed
A strand of beads
An hour of lust
A bucket of trust
It's time to rest
My shiny things
Pull them off
Pull them off
Pull them off of me

Hi and how are you?
I-m in Popayan. Southish Colombia. About to say goodbye to this white uninteresting city. Och, it-s ok really, I have enough to keep me amused most of the time. Maria-Ines keeps me going with fun and laughter and love.
HAd an interesting encounter with the bad side of Colombia.. Well after almost 4 months of good times and tranquility it's not a great surprise to see the bad side. So a bit of uncomfortable excitement has now hopefully past and I will leave the country in the next couple of days.

South to Ecuador and then on and on Peru and Chile for my flight home at the end of the month.
Whatdya think?

I'm neither up nor down. I'm cutting short my thoughts so as not to be carried this way or that. I'm finding time is only now and not yesterday or the morra. Everything in this life of transcience makes me wonder and wondering is not what I'm in the mood for. I get a bit confused with day after day and remember, when I need to, the essentials. The following day following another etc.

Perpelexion is not for the faint hearted when sensitivity is rearing. So I am not in any mood and not in expectation of anything I hope. Just waiting. Not even waiting. Just ...justing. Minute by minute I am ...just....

So that means that I am not gonnae say much about anything. I am going to lie down. Maybe go to the toilet. Then I will read a little, then contemplate absolutely nothing. Lose myself in a void of empty ease and nothing nothing nothing.

What you thinking? Where do you go_ Where do people go. And why do they bother, when there is less to do. I cannot find an answer because I am not seeking the answers.
So there ye go ya bam.

I'm right out of this place.

go go go

All the love in the sky and the floor.

Love
..ed x

no snow no sand... oh yes there is . but no sand

Idle hands are the devil's playthings
The devil's playthings, the devil's playthings
Idle hands are the devil's playthings
The devil lives deep down
Deep down

popayan. It's where I am and not fo the first time. maybe or maybe not the last time. Only time can tell. And as I sit looking out on a hot sunstreaked street with thunder rumbling distant and pilgrims pilgrimming in this holy of holy weeks. A dull occasion, but more lively place than before. the parades are to be avoided. long and very slow and without event of note.

I am with Maria-Ines lots of the time. It's a pleasant way to pass the time. We have fun and laugh.

I have a room in which to sleep with toilet hot shower telly and bed. A drug dealer as landlord so no problems there.

All is fine. Colombian is fine. Weather normally fine if not raining. And fine is fina and I am too!

And the rest is for the ears and the eyes. the haze that illumes me. the catastrophy I can be, the envelope of an embittered soul that gloats and glares at the things of the past that still wreak a torture on a still unfound heart. A witch hunt. A lot of lady a lot of boy a lot of living has passed and may pass on more.

I cannot return I cannot go backways. I will endure the frost the bite the blast. and on this day I will remain ..

I am confounding perils and fattening the cat the goose the babe on the loose I am sinful and I am sincere. Iam all the little things people wish would disappear. I am remaining I am the remnants I am the resurection. I am just an erection

Lots of love

..ed x

traversing ledges

I could have been your pillar, could have been your door
I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more.
Could have been your statue, could have been your friend,
A whole long lifetime could have been the end.
I could be yours so true
I would be, I should be through and through

Ahh, the Salento breeze is a buzzin' an ahm just like a wasp with flowers on my mind.

Yep, here I am, running the plantation house hostal. Just riding, on the narrow time that takes forward it's everchanges. A surfer, Or a magic carpet rider.

If you didn't already know about Colombia and it's beauty and friendly embracing people well, that's how it is, and you need be told no more.
It is a fabulous destination. It's where people should be. It's where I am.

And the girls. oh my oh my. The girls are splendid.
Ah, but maybe more of that later.

This is not the USA. This is Not the Uk this is not the orient this is not the place I reckoned it would be. This is the place I am.

A worker I am. If I can use the term loosely. I am involved in a sort of work process. It is not important or difficult. I attend the tourists who arrive. I help a little bit. I smile and gesture. I get by. I live in a lovely house on a hill overlooking lush green valleys and a river. Coffee is grown in abundance. moths and spiders welcome all. I view these things with awe. The green and the others. It takes away the pain. It leaves me with ease in my soul. It takes the fear away. the fear that exists only in the minds of fools. Oh yeah, I can be considered one of the fools. The group contains me. I contain as much as I am able too. but on occasions it afflicts it's misery and spoils the view.

Control. I must keep control. By whatever means. I use mah heid. I reckon on the things that will help, the things that will hinder, and try and find a balance. keeping things on an even keel. I try. I fail , but I try and sometimes, sometimes I attain success of sorts. I can be anywhere or anything if I really want. I just find that I don't want, generally. I accept what is the moment. I accept so much, I don't accept the pain so much . It can mostly be avoided. I am still living after all those years and not as dead as the dead people are...

Time takes to its smokey heels and marches as to war. Work done and dusted and back now in Popayan. Where very little goes on and very little goes off. Into the arms of Marcela. into the strange world of a difficult relationship. The communication problems dictate the pace of our advance. the cultural disparities dictate, the religious assymitry dictates, political contrast dictates. There are many contras.

It would be much more fulfilling to be with Maria-Ines. But I am a fool...

And where and when do I go. I know nothing. As from the beginning. I know nothing. A day at a time, a day goes by for another to begin. It-s not a competition its not something to win. A life in rhyme and a life out of time. I step on. We all step.

the final count is taking place and sending shivers down the spine. It is not a crime to be straying from the straight line but it is the way forward that rattles and shackles. It is for each person to decide and to react and respond as they wish.

I love.
I say goodbye I wish well,

yours
..ed x

Looking out the windows

,

In the corners there is light
That is good for you
And behind you, I have warned you,
There are awful things

This is a step into the other side. A click clack walking the track to the new realm or the undergrowth. It is a matter of the next step. Each day comes and inevitably goes.
Ok, So now I am in Colombia. Have been for a couple of months and the time just .....goes.

What do I do? Very little. Very very little. It's the sort of place where that sort of thing is simple. And if you know me you will know I like the simple things.

Popayan, until tomorrow when I return to Salento in the coffee zone to work in Plantation House hostel for a couple of weeks. I met the most beautiful girl on Saturday night. Marcela. Dancer, Actress, Model and now psychologist. I will be sad to leave without her.. but I shall return in a couple of weeks after work is done.

Whats wrong with me. I am writing this in a legible manner. Must be the new blog space I am using. Ed's place is out of order for some complex intertechnet reason that is beyond my ken.

I try to keep this family friendly so today no scandelous info or nasty sweary words. No stories of debauchery and.

I will attempt to keep this blog up to date. I am not sure why as I have not told anyone of it's existence as yet.

How many people will miss this??

all the love I have is yours....

..ed

SAmerica

By jings.

I take lots of time getting round to things and this is a perfect example.

Colombia for now but much longer. then a bit longer after that. I come and go. come and go.

And yes my time is running out. I continue at a later moment.

love

..ed