Thursday, May 26, 2011

me equivoco

me equivoco (i mistake myself/i err) in my (now) drunken ramblings.... from a man that has all but mastered not being a lousy alcoholic and pothead stoner... now souses, as they say, and having forsaken my more than one year quittings of tobacco... i declare, that i erred in my previous posting... i asserted that AFTER having hallucinated (or really seen) my silvery blue majestic spaceship that i had spent my 18 months in america and 18 months in china and even my little stay for a few hours at moscow's airport....

in a sense, it was correctly written, although, in fact, 3 months of the 18 months in america mentioned, were, in fact, already spent before the hallucination (or viewing) in the american state of virginia... so, in fact, i spent from august 15th to november 10th 2001 (give or take) in america, but never saw (or hallucinated) the silvery blue majestic spaceship until march 2003.... so i arrived in virginia as a 25 year old, having spent my 25th birthday with my amiguita from washington in spain, and arrived in virginia a few months later, but having seen the majestic blue in march 2003, at age 27.....

in any case, i soon forgot about majestic blue for many years afterwards until 2007 in bulgaria when the transition from life in california to bulgaria brought a change in my mental state, due to the exterior reality, that brought on the remembrance of majestic silvery blue accelerating spaceship (really something straight out of a star wars movie)

well i'm no leonardo da vinci, more's the pity, as if i were, i would strive to paint pictures of the glimpses of life i have seen around the world...... i will essay to do such with words, as i know i am an able writer....

in an attempt to do such, first of all i will outline, schematically, a timeline of where and when i spent my life, but first, a memory from madrid, spain... i remember as a 25 year old, or having just turned 26, so some 9 years ago now, having arrived in madrid from a half year sojourn in paris, france, staying with a dear friend, at his apartment, not far from where, around march 2004, some 22 months later, the nearby Atocha train station would be the stage for a mass murder of some 200 of my compatriots in Spain... it is hard to describe the patriotism and love innate for my fellow gene-bearers there in spain, in madrid... their old bars, the vibrations in the air... the alochol, the pig ears for crunching on, bulls' testicles if you want to eat them... everyone speaks beautiful spanish of spain....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xi20Si3jRIo

in fact, it was in late late 2000, at age 24, so some 19 months before the (may 2002 post half year in paris memory just mentioned), that i rode on those very same cercania trains like the ones blown up in the '3/11' terrorist attacks.... going to a fro from atocha to some worksites a little outside madrid proper....


0-16 (six-dean) redneck western sydney australia...... proportionally smaller in populace (australia and sydney)

16 (six-dean) madrid spain - 5 months - with 2 weeks before that in Leon Spain

16-19 and 7.5 months (nine-dean + 7 and a huff months [in australian english]) in sydney at various educational institutions finishing secondary education... with a year spent in newcastle australia

19 and some to 21 and a bit spent in spain -- almost half a year in murcia, eastern spain, and the rest in madrid

by the way, the after the half year spent in paris, upon returning to madrid, in said bar, from said remembrance of that brief less-than-a-month soujourn, i recall walking in the bar near said dear friend's apartment near atocha, having a big chunky Lucky Strike lighter and smoking and drinking and feeling a little like a bow-legged cowboy

21 to 24 - in sydney, half of which time, around the middle-ish parts, spent at a film-school university, smoking pot, drinking, shooting and editing little student movies for pleasure, one of which, although now missing, was really very artistic, and featured a model from the UK that once lived with the famous singer SEAL

24 and a month or so, after leaving a spate of grinding depression... soujourning alcoholically and pot-headededly for a few weeks in bangkok, nepal (kathmandu) and tibet (my first entry into 'china' - so again, my assertion that my 18 months spent in china was post silvery blue majestic spaceship was false, as this 2 week stay in Llasa was before said hallucination (or viewing)....

24 and a couple of months or so, back to good old madrid, my compatriots, my country.... time to fall into a pit of hopelessly heavy drinking and hashish... life afghanistan's army.... 911 ... salvation comes in the form of above mentioned girl from spokane/seattle washington....

25 and a bit... new horizons, virginia, richmond...

27 days or so later... 9/11 terrorist attacks.... wake up (late) after having quit my nearby job at picolla's pizza and subs near VCU university the day before after a run-in with a former italian cop-cum-pizza cooker.... wake up, get out of bed, hello new korean girlfriend katherine (goodbye mary from spokane, hello hatherine) go to fridge, take out ginger beer, light up marlboro light, switch on free-to-air tv expecting jenny jones or 2 other free-to-air crap channels and oprah was on: 9/11 -- engaging -- eye-attracting...

63 days later... after 2 months of pressure washing roofs with george washington or some american dude whoever, time to leave beautiful america before my 90 day visa waiver is up and return to madrid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOESyEljmFE

return to madrid and chill with my homeboy from 1996/1997/2000... my homeboy that i shared an apartment with in madrid for almost a year in 96/97.... my fellow ossie/spaniard double compatriot and murcia-gened homeboy

a week with homey and a budride to paris

arrive paris late november 2001 - mission, learn their language

depart 6 months later

chill with said spanish/ossie homeboy again a little (see Lucky Strike)

return to australia age 26

18 more months there - see spaceship - loaf unemployed most of the time, gather more gloom and depression, i'm gonna need it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWgvGjAhvIw

december 7 2003.... age 27 and a half and a bit... fly to china

china campaign: mission prerogative, live

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