Septiembre 13, 2007 @8:03 PMGracias Sister Shelita ~ You are very kind, thoughtful and have gotten to know me well over these years. You know me better than most people I actually know, see and relate to my life around this region of the planet.
Ahhh, the power of the truth when communicated with honesty without fear of being vulnerable or someone using your truth against you. If the world knew the Power of Truth it would be a far better one than this present wicked world we live in these days.
Between here and death I will be out there to Australia. I wish nothing but goodness and peacefulness for your family and you coming new grandson.
I will take the liberty of blogging this to my personal online journal so do not be afraid. Few people ever really check it out and fewer of those I know know it even exists or if they did they may have forgotten. The irony is that if certain people really wanting to know some of my inner mental processes and experiences that I am going through could easily check it out!
It is amazing in life how often people miss what is right under their noses, what is right under their roofs, even what is laying right next to them in bed!!!
It is sad to see so many people are operating in their lives out of a fear-based way of living and fail to ever freely express themselves to others or are scared of showing their real feelings, letting others know about their real flaws, faults and foibles.
It is nice not having to live up to the expectations of others who refuse to ever admit their own character defects, shortcomings and personal failures. It is alright! No one demands perfection, though sometimes one can perform with perfection in a fleeting moment of time. We are not expected to be always perfect or even ever perfect, though, we are expected to be kind to each other, to be honest with each other, to be gracious to each other and helpful in all our ways.
We should expect no less than the best for ourselves. I suspect that maybe Sister Tanya might of been a bit nervous because of the possibility of us falling victim to our natural temptations, though she told me she had to participate in a church revival or some sort and had to see about her sponsees.
Many people unconsciously and automatically transfer their attitudes and opinions onto others who do not really have a damn thing to do with the related equation. Make any sense here?!?
Nonetheless, I am glad I ended up going to San Francisco by myself without having to always worry about what 'the other' is prefering or what 'the other' has in terms of likes or dislikes. I am really glad that I do not have to worry about having a girlfriend, kids or pets. This gives me the liberated time to concentrate on my other pursuits, develop other natural talents and explore other areas of interest to me.
Check out the pictures in the LINK BELOW and check out the SLIDEHOW!
Ultimately our time is sacred, our lifetime is sacred and our actual lives are inherently spent in a state of sacredness. So many folks waste the sacredness of their lives, the preciousness of time and the miracle of their being alive in their everyday lives as if they will just go on and on without having to face a certain death and time out!
Blessings To You and All Your Loved Ones!
Uncle Peta-de-Aztlan!
Uncle Peta-de-Aztlan!
P.S. I am glad you appreciated my writing about San Francisco and the feeling of feeling like you were there is a part of what I want to be able to convey more meaningfully at time goes by and I myself mature more as a writer. It has a lot to do with flowing while also having a feeling as to where the writing is flowing towards!
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Michelle <shellyi2005@yahoo.com.au> wrote:
Good Evening Petey,
Do you have Milo in the US ?It's an energy chocolate drink drank hot or cold.I am having one before bed as a hot cocoa.I read your San Francisco or bust blog twice over.You really worked hard on it and I feel when I read you like I am almost there.Firstly your Birthday is close and there is a parcel coming to you !I hope your apache postman wont be scared as it is a little box with a harless suprise.Tell him sister Shelita is Kosha and with the programme so he knows its okIf sister Tanya knew you well she would not be nervous.You are one of the kindest sweetest humans that ever walked on Mother.Only about four and a half weeks till my grandson arrives.I will tell him about my best friend a great man who gently leads his people of Atzlan.A place of no borders and no prejudice where ever man calls his neighbor brother.Where people live,love and die with passion.I promise he will know of you Uncle Peter Lopez Atzlan aka Peta a rope hard to cut.Maybe some day he will meet you or the nation of Atzlan and stand with them for justice.I had a good trip down the road got some groceries I really enjoy rideing the busthe people in my area are very poor many in goverment houseing.I love to just sit anonymous and listen and watch humanity ya know.Theres a teen mum and a little granddaughter and holding the stroller for her her aged father from my guess.The bus driver is often a pacific island brother with a broad smile.But there is another bus driver and I swear he is south american indian heritage.I havent had the time or been game enough to ask yet.There are african families about town too maybe from Uganda or somwhere.probbly from the refugee camps.Quite a few families from India we have a lovely family in our street the husband is a computer Technician.Two children come and talk on the porch to my daughter sometimes their parents are Tongan and they follow the Mormon religion.I seem to be waffling on it is you know because I miss you.Though everything is as it suppose to be I guess.Some day when you travel here you will find much inspiration to write.Well I sent the parcel to your address you had on your Amtrack post the one on your credit card payment.So I think it is Marks house it will arrive.Well keep writing I dont want to disturb you too much and stop your flow of ideas.Always your little Sis Shelita"Peter S. Lopez de-Aztlan" <sacranative@yahoo.com> wrote:
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