(Written for 2022 Peru Retreats)
Having to be awake in the mad world of normal people
So yeah here we are – everyone is like that – I mean if you like you can read the previous paragraph on regaining of innocence – that is best way to describe this. But you don’t have to also – know of it. I mean – to me it feels like – people are lost or are just kind of made up. We have the hair and the makeup ofcourse but also just made up jobs, names and numbers – we make it all up – for nothing truly – and most of our choices are just covering up that scar of innocence.
If you want to be you can be proud of it – the biggest house on the block or the largest sign on the street – if you want to be. But you aren’t. If you think of it truly – and keep your distance with others you see. You know it – wow I’m not – proud.
If you want you can realise what pride actually is – just a cover up on a scar. What made you succeed in school or be so well to do in the end is maybe – trying to be proud – which is not a sin actually – it’s more a hurt that took too many years to even discover
So maybe if you like you can space yourself out and just think of it easily like this. I have hurt, I have pride, I have temper, I have arrogance. Just like anyone else -and we are all like this trying to cover up ourselves. In clothes, makeup, names, mister this and doctor that. We all just want to be real. Or rich. Or someone
And then you know how great you are and how far you have come without actually having to talk or ever overexplain yourself at all.
Innocence. That’s real.
And no more hurt.
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Polina – what is she doing here?
Ok so here I am In Peru and by some fate I just got – offered a job in a way – of being this person today. Here we are. No more youtube maybe no more book keeping – just this. Now I’m just going to tell you this. I’m great.
So the point is that I just love to experience life as I do and I’m getting it slowly and surely – innocence and that the moment is just this. Everyone else knows it but me sometimes. Call it what you may – aspergers, autism – I don’t know – but here we are in a bunch at the end of the day – and yes we can travel now. So – why not grow a community maybe.
Now what a community is – just sharing a gaze, maybe sharing a smile. Walking around with someone who maybe won’t be emotionally needy or broody – like the people I have been around most of my life. Maybe that is that. Why make Peru this place. It’s just homely like this. It is hospitable, it is a little edgy but yeah – it’s growing.
If you like you can come with me here. And yes it is nice and brilliant sometimes. The weather is great, the sun is probably always shining or is shining most of the time and there are people, great people. Now yes – I do believe most of us are foreigners. Mmm. Why is this. Community is built of almost entirely foreign people that somehow got to touch their center here in Peru. But here we are. And here it is –
There is a lot coming here as it is going to be – very hard for us all I think to live next few years – in this grid. Most people are going off grid because of this. And yeah some people are frightened. We have riots in places and yes there are a lot of negative energies around. I think – most of us that are wanting to be free and live a good life are also wanting to have safety and families that are just – more or less normal – and we want to preserve our genetic root system to a degree and form social and cultural circles.
That means in some way I’m in Peru for this reason – the ability to create my own house, to buy land and just – go my own way. These people are helping me do this. And I trust that is the fate of many, many out there in only just a few years time. So –
What do we mean to eachother here and why did I bother with this project at all.
So tell you the truth I’m in love with Peru and I’m not gonna sell her to you or anything – but this earth is a fantastic potential brimming place. There are lots of us people here – with new thoughts and ideas, new visions or just out of this world dreams that want to at least somehow – live that beautiful innocent and proud, holy life.
I don’t mean white robes and eating salad every day. I don’t mean freaky cults of the sixties and seventies, some very infamous ones. I just mean – a person or two building a hut…seriously – out of sticks – in the middle of nowhere and calling it a home for once. No traffic, no phonecalls, no people to contend with, nobody to be and nothing to prove. Now we have a family of sorts brooding here. And we don’t just have one but many people – that are actually – made for this perfect time in the history of the world – the changing of economy and yes – the changing of many lives.
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