Mexi-Cali or better?

Back.  I can feel the drain of the US.  The decline that is apparent and the thought of how nice the cushy excesses really were.  How other countries emulate finding that comfort, or already have it in such sophisticated ways, long-time observers, students of the mistakes of our over publicized, American culture, as media tries to suffocate the root structure of this beautiful country.  

We stand untied, in hopes to find that media rotting life of super-stardom, a new horizon hovers like a surfer waiting for the swell to hit, for how good things were, lingering reminders of the last best wave surfed, and a thought that people can make things happen, that connection acts like a siv in finding pure authentic gold.  It is all happening, and this countries roots run deep, these roots are our culture. 

But it is greater than the money, better than the thought of what the future can be, and greater than us.  It is connection, elemental, physical, and chemical.  It is the unexplainable and the comfort in not knowing answers, but continuing to explore the knowledge that leads to empowerment.  It is setting your belief system and ideology to except what you have, appreciate the effort of acknowledging the simple, the breathe, and breath.

Write, read and communicate.  and then read, write and communicate more.  Find the things that stimulate you and continue to stimulate yourself.  Mexico stimulated me in ways I could have never imagined, and I look forward to the continued travel and learning of life.