More On New York, Then And Now, Part 3

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And then there are the girls.  Plenty of girls, all shapes and sizes, mostly petite with black tights and small skirts, revealing very pretty bodies… but, no smiles.  Can you imagine looking so pretty and not smiling?  Maybe I've lived in California too long but if I was a cute girl, I would want to smile at a guy like me.  I swear I don't bite and all I appreciate is a nice smile.  Granted, the way some guys leech onto poor girls with intent so obvious it makes me feel sorry for them, I understan girls in NY.  You have to push off these bumbling fools, after all.  Strangely enough, it seems most of these girls look lonely.  Maybe it is one of those Sex In The City aftermath, but they felt they were here to live the life and find love… only except, NY is NY and it is not a sentimental place.  It can be harsh for naive people.  I can't shake the sensation of loneliness when I see them.  Some walk briskly forging ahead to conquer whatever dream they chase, meanwhile keeping a sturdy defense system of no smile and no engaging looks.  Their eyes betray a certain I am looking for someone or something… but don't get close.  A strange conflict.  Hum, maybe there is a lot to do for a coach in NY!

I visited the Freemason building and had interesting visions before falling asleep.   Freemasons and Rosicrucians have always attracted me but I have always been incapable to go one direction or another.  Maybe this is due to the fact that my real fascination lies more in the Templar, and much beyond to that ever illusive non-desript group of people working in the light, for the light, surrounded by light.  However, my dreams were interesting after the visit.  I dreamt of a red or purple velvet curtain with a golden embroider dagger with a skull on it.  At its feet was a blue pyramid, probably about the hight of a hand with golden side and golden night stars.  It was resting on a blue velvet cloth.  One side of the pyramid was cracked open and looked very dark.  It wasn't revealing its content.  Strange, no?

Downtown Long Beach & No On Proposition 8 In California

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As I sit in a new cafe in downtown Long Beach, at least new to me, I realize why we never come here.  It's different, it's not what we expect and it's in between a big and small city feel.  I can't put my finger on it.  Walking around I realized how many businesses had closed their doors and how this must effect our unprepared city.  Shops looked old, tired and worn out.   Where book stores once stood, emptiness and rental signs now lay bare on the windows.  And never mind coming down here on a Saturday night.  Too busy, too crowded and too many bars.  I guess I want to find other things, shows, museums, etc all located downtown.  Anyway, our city is in transition, as it has been for the last decade.

And this brings me to another topic.  Our two friends and neighbors got married yesterday before election day in order to take advantage of the fact that a law was passed allowing same sex marriage.  It made me realize how happy they were and how happy we are to see them enjoy the warmth and reassurance Virginia and I have had over the last decade, that of being together.  It's a promise that keeps you warm.  A few hours before, we were driving on 2nd Street where a lone person with a Vote Yes sign stood next to what seemed to be hundreds of Vote No signs.  It made me realize how puny we are ion the grand scheme of things.  Who am I, or you to tell anyone else anything short of not to hurt anyone.  Or more to the point, who am I to tell two people in love they can't marry, have the warmth of that legalized bond carry them into their life path?  Yes, who am I who is so different than I was a decade ago, and even a month ago.  Who am I now who probably is so different than who I will be tomorrow?  How could I tell two people they can't marry?

One thing that made me feel very uncomfortable about the whole situation was that a law was already passed and approved by the people.  However, this new proposition 8 is believed to be well funded by some mormon groups in Utah.  People in Utah want to show the 7th biggest economy in the world how to think and what is right?  And since we are on that subject, what is considered right anyway?  What some religious book written by the hand of man thinks what God wants?  How demeaning to lower God to have to be explained through a few man.  That is not the God I feel. 

The world will be a better place when everyone takes care of themselves inside first, then the rest of the world will have enough place to make up their minds and see the clear examples in others.  Until then, influencing others to your own point of view is needless, dangerous and keeps humanity chained in a past that has not been very conclusive.