MY road to heaven was narrow! The Beatles got me through..

Some say the only road to heaven is through Jesus! I say my road through heaven was winding and narrow 

“The long and winding road
That leads to your door
Will never disappear
I’ve seen that road before
It always leads me here
Lead me to your door”

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The wild and windy night
That the rain washed away
Has left a pool of tears at the gate
Crying for the day
Why leave me standing here?
Let me know the way

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“Many times I’ve been alone
And many times I’ve cried
Anyway you’ll never know
The many ways I’ve tried”

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“And still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don’t leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door

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But still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don’t keep me waiting here
Lead me to your door

Songwriters
LENNON, JOHN WINSTON / MCCARTNEY, PAUL JAMES
 Beatles – The Long And Winding Road 

All images are taken on my solo trip to Ojai , Ca.

 

 

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Breaking Bad ! Chancha via Circuito – José Larralde -Where Caspian meets Pacific!

Before I begin my Blog ! I will tell you Breaking Bad hits more than a few notes close to home but I wont go there today!

Can it get more surreal than this image : A desolated area where Caspian meets Pacific ! ( click on the images for enlargement)

 

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You hear a song for the first time in your life and suddenly it brings a memory , a moment unforgettable in time! I was watching Breaking Bad season five last night and this song was hit in my head !  Today as I was preparing for my meeting on teaching ” creativity and indecisiveness ” I kept thinking about the emotion I got from listening to this very tune and watching Walter White burying his blood drug money!  A TOTAL MATCH! Play it !

Here is the tune :

 

But beyond the artistry of the production, this tune evoked a personal experience I had once in Salton Sea and made me feel terrified ! I must add , I don’t easily get terrified of much ! It was here at Salton Sea and I was there to begin my project !

 

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Something always attracts me to desolate areas and for many years I wanted to do a project in Salton Sea ! I wasn’t interested so much in those melted homes in the lake , yes melted but more the residents , the ones that are left  and living a true surreal life .  They have now intrigued me for years!

 

 

 

 

So indeed I drove to Salton Sea  again and this time I wanted to stay longer ! You may have seen the movie  ( with Val Kilmer ) but most people haven’t a clue where this place actually is or perhaps even heard the name ! Its stories , its ghost towns , its empty streets filled with the spirits of what it was , more than a few runaways and its Apocalyptic allure  have called my name again and again.. Remember nobody vacations to Salton Sea where it was once The Riviera of Southern Ca!

 

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So where is this place : The Salton Sea is a shallow Lake located directly on the San Andrea Faults predominantly in between California’s Imperial and Coachella Valleys.

 

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Due to the high salinity and the New river, very few fish species can tolerate living in the Salton Sea. Tilapia are virtually the only fish that can tolerate the high salinity levels and pollution. And for miles and miles you walk over the dead fish by the lake..

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One afternoon I was minding my own business and walking around this surreal dry-land..

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So this song brought this memory ! One of the most terrifying times I have experienced.

A car approached me but then passed by me..Three men were in the car and each gave me a long look .  They looked like of Mexican descent and wearing Ranchero hats  (  Salton Sea is close to the Mexican border , near Mexicali ) ..They got close to the water . They got out of the car . They kept waiting .. And continued starring at me. I had this uneasy feeling they wanted me to leave and they simply wanted me to get back in my car and disappear ! So I, immediately waved ( like an idiot but I felt they would like that ) and walked back to my car!  It was one of the longest walk I have ever felt!  My back  to them , in a desolate area !  My gut feeling told me , you are in the wrong place , wrong time and wrong people!  But I got to my car,  locked the doors and drove ..You must understand nobody wants their pictures taken at Salton Sea . But I took a shot when I got as far as possible ! Perhaps it was the wrong move ..I don’t know but I felt terrified and very stupid from my own last move ..But I took the shot ! and they saw it !

Perhaps in those barrels they threw in the lake was nothing but some damn garbage !  But I have been doing this for a long time and if I repeat this in my head and if it comes to me automatically ” Oh , fuck , fuck , fuck ” ..then something is up ! I don’t know but the point is the song! and what it did to me! Oh , those uneasy feelings !

One of those moments in a lifetime when you just know you are in the wrong place , wrong time and certainly in the company of wrong people!

 

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… But I ‘ll be back to finish it ,I don’t like unfinished projects!

I’m looking to flowers , love and poetry ..And indeed the aroma of all !

I’m looking forward to be be using my senses of Spring time !

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I have only one major choice within this life . As long as I breathe on my own , as long as I walk on my own, as long as I see on my own , as long as I can feel all I need to feel..I will chose to do it as happy and as grateful as one can be ! I know there are are thorns out there but  I chose not even the thorns will change my decisions in staying alive and happy and mainly grateful !

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Some see weed , some see flowers and I see the world in flower , hoping for wish ..

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What separates me and you are in these lyrics :

There is a deeper world than this
That you don’t understand
There is a deeper world that this
Tugging at your hand

Every ripple on the ocean
Every leaf on every tree
Every sand dune in the desert
Every power you never see

There is a deeper wave than this
Swelling in the world
There is a deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl

Feel it rising in the cities
Feel it sweeping over land
Over borders, over frontiers
Nothing will its power withstand

All the bloodshed, all the anger
All the weapons, all the greed
All the armies, all the missiles
All the symbols of our fear

There is a deeper wave than those
Rising in the world

At the still point of destruction
At the center of the fury
All the angels all the devils
All around us can’t you see

I say love is the seventh wave
But this love you don’t understand
Sting

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Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.

Only a burning patience will lead
to the attainment of a splendid happiness.”
― Pablo Neruda

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This is what importance means to me. When something is important, you will find a way! When something is unimportant you will find an excuse..It is how I differentiate between people..But flowers are important!

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All flowers in time bend towards the sun, I know you say there’s no one for you, But here is one.
Jeff Buckley

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The prisoner is not the one who has commited a crime, but the one who clings to his crime and lives it over and over.
Henry Miller

I never understood why most people kill themselves at Blum!Image

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything.one without it, is not daring!

Henry Miller

From my own garden and around the world…I play and create a Tableau …when my mind tells me!
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I sometimes think my vision of the sea is the clearest thing I own!

“Is it the sea you hear in me,

Its dissatisfactions?

Or the voice of nothing, that was you madness?”

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 Love is a shadow.

How you lie and cry after it.”

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The future is a gray seagull Tattling in its cat-voice of departure.

Age and terror, like nurses, attend her,  

And a drowned man, complaining of the great cold, Crawls up out

of the sea.”

Sylvia Plath

 

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“I shall never get you put together entirely,

Pieced, glued, and properly jointed.”

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It starts here from the sound of the ground , below me .. The sound of the White in its thought of drowing deep .. Long standing one with the Blue Grey sky.. ah the wind, the wind , for every thin layer of wet long grass greenfly

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I ‘m where I need to be

Here

In the dunes

in the flats ..in the stream

where the snow falls

By the sea

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I still hear the dance of the sky

 whereThe Gold meets the light ..

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My footstep takes me only near not far..