Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Remember to forget

      I seem to remember to forget everything I have ever done. This is why I write. I had been to Puerto Escondido watching and waiting for that instant of joy that precedes the moment of bliss. The perfect moment of oceanic awareness is at sunset.   
     The world changes into its full glory of colored light.  Endless sunsets that rival anything ever painted is the simple goal.  Perfection is reached in these beautiful evenings.  Is there any reason to continue searching? 
       One is truly humbled by the profoundness of these sunsets in the tropics. The colors are so vivid. The purples tapering into lavender colliding with the reds and oranges coming to rest in that intangible deep blue indigo of nightfall.
       If there ever was a line to be crossed it is the Tropic of Cancer. From then on, your days and nights can be filled with the joy of colors and various light intensities. The tendency is to become jaded until the next momentary riot of color overtakes you. You can make your way to bed in the semi-darkness. The mind can dwell on this moment at length while resting.   I had many days like this. I seldom missed that special moment.
        Visitors and locals make their way to the ocean to view these masterpieces of sunsets.The Green Flash is often talked about in Hawaii. The instant when the sun vanishes there is a micro second of the green light. Many theories abound about this phenomena. Is it a simple refraction through the still air? A mirage of the mind seen by the very few who keep their eyes open.
    Another phenomena rarely seen is a circular rainbow. Flying through a shower in the upper atmosphere and looking down at the rainbow, it is circular like a bullseye. Yes, there are rainbows that no one never sees in the upper atmosphere.
    To start over, I always choose Hawaii. You soon run out of money and become one of the many homeless. I chose the Hari Krsna Temple to spend my time. It is not bad becoming a monk. My tasks were to gather flowers for the altar. Saiing the ship on the weekends was my specialty. I was called to serve in the kitchen on special occasions.  If you do these few things you can sleep in the mansion that William Ford III donated. You sleep on the hardwood floors then rise every morning at 4 am for Puja.  It takes a long time to find your niche. If you do these few things you become respected and accepted. You are given responsibilities. 
     So many things to remember so little time to recall things. The Movement is always forward until you die. As you get older you don't notice it much unless someone remarks about your graying hair or your antique retro style of dress. Not stylish though, you just are aware of the cold invading your thinning clothes. You shiver uncontrollably sometimes. That never goes away. Your feet are always cold. Your fingers are getting stiffer except when you are walking or swimming. If you get your heart madly pumping more blood, you will warm up. Jogging will do this for you. Just build up slowly until your body adjusts.
        Be prepared to get cold. This is what death is like. Death is a gradual, creeping cold. Then they put you into the mogue refrigerator. Death is entropy, the gradual stopping of motion.. We all rust away even the Iron Man.
    This is not a time of dying but the time of rebirth. I knew this and pondered the implications in the depths of thought. I was standing in the shallow end of the gene pool with no intellectual powerhouses close by.   I remembered all the performers I saw in my time.  No one solved this indefinable problem of life. Why are we here? Where do we go from here? What is to be gained by going there? The answer is already known. Nowhere Soon.
    A slide show of Sunsets was taking place in Arcata.  The show was about sailing in the South Pacific. The first few slides were about preparations. The next 21 or so depicted each and every sunset as the ship traveled South.  This was the best show Humboldt State has ever seen. If nothing else inspires you to go sailing, this daily sunset show can.

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