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On the way to the market

I spotted this:

How to make soap?

Get six free mostly ummature coconuts from this guy:

Scrap them all out and put it osome high heat with some water.

and cook it...

and cook it...

and cook it in a smaller pot...

and squeeze the little fry balls.

and get a shot full of oil.

In order to make soap. But don't the lye to water ration... like I did.

Why I want to go to china reason #1.

Why I want to go to china reason #1. 

The first reason I want to go to China; it is the same size as the US with as much geographical diversity and wild places to camp.

Catfish ~ 2010 ~ Henry Joost, Ariel Schulman

I really enjoyed experiencing the documented real life story of Nev Schulman and the family of Angela Wesselman that directors Henry Joost, Ariel Schulman captured in their 2010 film Catfish.

This film touchingly reveals the level of connectedness that can be shared by people of vastly different worlds, who are living highly contrasting lives.

In the first twenty minutes the directors did a great job of engaging me with the excitement of the main characters Nev’s mutual enamorment with Abby, a highly successful child artist (Nev is also an artist) with the maturity and wisdom of an adult.  

I then found myself relating to Nev again as he wooed Abby's sister Megan, as a new love interest, into his world.  

As their budding courtship develops, we get to watch the subtitles of the communication between them amidst the vast physical separation they share.  

The story progresses steadily and the characters unfold. The mid point of the film reaches a climax when Nev finally spontaneously decides to make a surprise visit to Megan, Abby and their mother Angela.  

The scene delivers a very high level of suspense.  So much so it reminded me of the last two minutes of The Blair Witch Project it was so intense.

By this point in the film you have been given many opportunities to speculate about the truth behind the accumulation of mysteries that surround this family that Nev has discovered.  My guess is that you will not be far from figuring out what the visit to Angela’s house will reveal especially if you are aware of the remote fullness and limited economies of the upper peninsula of Michigan where Angela’s family lives.

I wanted to stop this film many times to begin write my review with all the different speculations but am glad I waited until the end as the story took many unexpected changes and waiting for each result was fascinating.

In the end, I found the brave willingness of Nev to enter Angela’s family’s world encouraging and I was touched the outcome of each of their mutual discoveries.  Abby, Megan and Angela are worthy women to be wooed and watching the enrichment of their friendships with Nev really worked because it was real life.

Why do we choose to watch film? To learn more about the context of our own selves and the lives we choose to live? To briefly share the vicariousness of a fantasy world filled with alter egos? 

If you answered yes to these either questions I encourage you the watch Catfish.  I also not so secretly hope to be a “catfish” for you and your life.

My friend Rich

asks;

"Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?"


Why yes;
I hoe... sow... water... and pray... there everyday.
The key for my mind I find...is not being clouded...by a lack of sunshine...
from within.
Or being battered about by a bystander storm.
Akin to the likes of Boreas
before he bore his brood.
Perfect conditions can be created for constant crops.
For you my good man I find:
Frequent, fruit filled harvests, with fresh flavors of foreknowledge.
I choose this for you Rich because I know that you have chosen to mindfully make any waste
more food for thought.

My friend Cindy

Who or what are you sadness?

Why do you fill me so?

Why when you come do I feel sooo full?
Encompassed and encapsulated?
Searing and full, full, full.
You are so full.

You leave no room for doubt, derision or subversion of self.

You fill me from toe top to hair tip.

You radiate into the space of my aura.
I so respect your contained vastness.

Comforted in the knowing of your wholeness.
I am an allower of your embrace.  Submittor to your wash.

Ahh that is it!
I am a submitter to your wash as you cleanse me.

I respect you sadness.

I have a fondness for the mutual respect of our relationship.

You know when you are wanted and how long to stay.

Because of this I do cherish your visits.

Flit around on your social calls and do come again.

How is it then, I can love you more... when you are gone?

You think you are so smart.
Glibly fantasizing intelligence for your captive audience of one.
Mesmorizing only your mind with its own meandering missivness.
Wit and wisdom or woeful wonderment Aaron?
Maybe your truly just a self serving douche.
And you dont even know it.
How smart you are now?