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1972 journal doodle – foto by smith

weird and unpleasant developments with the father who asked me to take down my fotos of his daughter i had in a collage online. i took them down immediately, then explained to him how much it cost me emotionally to do so since they were fotos of the last art outing my mom had before she died.

he then attacked me for being pure ego, denigrated my blog and theory of art, explained he was a more enlightened spirit than i was, and asked that i never to contact him again. even compared me to president bush. man asks a favor, i grant the favor, the man attacks me. i believe his school of religion must be one where no good deed goes unpunished

beware the “spiritually evolved.” i’ve learned in this life those who have to tell you they are spiritually advanced and are walking a higher plane than you are, aren’t. i’ve also found those in the wrong often attack those they’ve wronged. but i forgive him – after all, he’s further up the spiritual ladder than i am.

we’ve been in mexico 5 months. we’ve 30 days left on our 6 month visa. were supposed to receive our 1-year visa 6 weeks ago, but not a word. in 30 days we become illegal aliens. way cool, i always wanted to be an illegal alien. wonder if we get a spaceship with that?

how does the past accumulate since it is always today, always now? where do yesterdays come from? where do todays go? how does tomorrow slip into today then slide into yesterday? how does this endless now i wander dazedly through become so many distinct and finite thens?

roof water tank across the way over-filled – foto by smith