I took a long walk in the jungle outside Coroico, Bolivia one sunny day that turned dark on me, and there I encountered one of my favourite characters from the 20th century, Comrade Electricy. He is a powerful figure in our time, and I come close to worshipping his power and his being.
All hail Comrade Electricty, our saviour and workingclass hero.
I saw by chance a link to some photos of places north of my home, a place I seldom return to, home though it is. I know the area well here, and it´s pretty, but not as pretty as my own area. Will keep on looking. meantime, this is worth a look at.
I miss meeting friends as I sit having coffee in the afternoon or in walking down the street when I might suddenly see someone I know and like. I don´t have any friends here in Peru. I don´t know anyone long enough for friendship to develope. I miss it. I like people and I like being with them as friend. For that I now turn to the Internet. Often enough such relationships are built on thin air, the deepest prostestations of undying friendship fading into nothingness, as one would expect. But there are those who continue on in spite of all that. Hey, I like people, and when they come as friends I like them all the more. So often I am truly blessed.
I returned to Peru if only for a short time, expecting to move north soon to Ecuador and some further exploration of the world and the earth we live upon. What world is this strange place? Sometimes it's a place that makes me get up and dance in celebration. It's a man's world. It´s a woman's world. It's a strange one.