It is official…at 7:04 am in La Cieneguita, Mexico…I know nothing…I am an occasional finger pointer…sometimes my aim is true…other times I should exit the back door taking my delusion with me…it is who I am…flawed and polished…the Fool
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Everyone seems to be posting on Social Media about Obama or Hillary and the mistakes they made in the past election…Democrats were bad for democrats across the board…Bernie and Jill Stein (Green) included…..Bernie gave it a shot but waited to the last couple of years to truly go for it…the democrats should have been grooming a successor 5 years ago…..we all point the finger but ultimately the finger points back to us as individuals……myself included…one of those who experienced the 60's…some of us sold our souls for the comfort and illusion of the American Dream…..Maybe the Dream needs to be analyzed…..or maybe the Dream is over…..the fact that Donald Trump will soon be the President of the US is very horrific…we all need to wake up and quit treading water in this horrible mess….as we used to say during the early days of Gay Liberation, "Out of the Closets and into the Streets"….we need to abandon the comfort of our individual closets and take it to the guts of the Republican fools…..OUT OF THE CLOSETS AND INTO THE STREETS!!!!!!!
…around the Late Spring of 1978 I finally achieved my rock bottom….I was a bundle of depressed hysteria fueled by drugs, sex and alcohol… I was playing out my drama for a small nebulous audience under the guise of an "artist/poet". A string of serendipitous circumstances led me out of my guttural niche and I found myself bowing at the feet of a mysterious man in India who gave me the name Anado. In hindsight, I believe I was afforded the opportunity of a newer "spiritual" identity to heal the troubles that surrounded my True Nature. Anado is a Sanskrit word implying "No Sound" or "Silence". I believe that I was given the name as a clue and for 38 years or so I have followed the clue. That mysterious man was known as Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh when I met him. I stayed close to his side for 11 or so years. Towards the end of my stay in his Community I began to feel the need to be less attached to this particular teacher and to move forward on my own…A friend once likened this process as getting rid of the training wheels and riding the bike alone balanced on two wheels. What a profound experience it is to occasionally experience that balance within…I can say in all honesty that the experience of balance is less in the forefront of my Journey and my stumbling personality seems to be leading the way most of the time…But those glimpses…those opportunities of true balance are a constant reminder…a carrot hanging in front of me. Today as an artist…I still seek that silent bond with the creative force…there is still so much to learn…not about a product or finished work…it is about the process and the relaxation of just doing the work…riding the wave…the artist Marina Abromovic has expressed,
"An artist has to understand silence
An artist has to create a space for silence to enter his work
Silence is like an island in the middle of a turbulent ocean"
It is a matter of returning for me to find that Silence…returning to the Source…bowing at the Feet of my own True Nature…knowing which way the wind blows…….
The Caucasian Spanish came to this area and conquered, pillaged and raped the population and enforced their religion on the people and have kept them enslaved for centuries. You never see Indian people represented in advertising here in Mexico. The Caucasian popularion is still ruling the masses and the deparity is staggering. This is one of the sources of the drug cartels and crime that plagues not only Mexico but the recipients and the populations of the destination nations that receive and rely on the drugs……the Indian population has been the victim of religious anesthesia…their acceptance of their servitude is saddening…so I rail and rage in my heart and no one is listening but me…such is the state of thing….The Whole World is Not Watching…
…there is a video circulating the internet about San Miguel…the #1 City in Latin America…I believe Travel and Leisure Magazine may be behind it….the video depicts two very white youthful Americans enjoying all the moneyed destinations in San Miguel. I find all my buttons being pushed. The disparity here is not addressed…..how many Mexicans play polo? Where are the brown faces in this video? Where are the streets where there is no sewage?…where are the beggar ladies who are bussed in every day? In my short time in San Miguel (15 years), I have been very fortunate and blessed to know and engage daily with everyday people…such a gift. At the same time the video for tourists does not promote this simple pleasure of immersion…I am quite perplexed…'cuz I am still the white guy amongst these beautiful folks…I am gifted by the tourism here like many others…but forgive me if I do not buy into the fantasy world of the Discreet Charms of the Bourgeoisie…..the video that I mentioned above depicts a fantasy life that I find to be a beguiling charade……just give me some truth in light of all the upheaval the world is embroiled in…….
It finally hit me this morning…this event in Orlando had very little to do with ISIL…the man was an abuser and bi-polar…quite possibly gay beneath all of his hatred towards himself and others and he just happened to be Muslim…all this venom is fed by bogus religious dogma and the likes of the Donald Trumps and the right wing white ignoramus good ol' boys and girls….tears tears tears….wash away the hatred…….walk strong…..May All Beings be Free of Suffering…May All Beings be at Peace….May All Beings know their True Nature….'cuz this is all there is….