Cabo- First Impressionist




I like writing about Mexico , I just don't like the paper work.
So I did this oil  of Cabo! a second chance to make a first impressionist painting

  Self Employment sometimes made harder by difficult boss- "I am not a businessman, I am a business, man!"
That's what the locals are doing here $elling everything- It's a pain in the English. Cabo San Lucas locals speak English as a second language. Money is their first one.




The last thing a  fish  notices is water

I live in the geography of Hotel @nyware, the 3 pound YOUniverse, that grey matter between my (y)ears-my brain .

We carry space and time around with us like turtles with shells..Without mind, matter doesn´t"matter"

There is no such thing as a bad address on the Internet, nor in this state of mind because the personal operating system that each of us inherits, creates and imposes on the world, is a virtual reality.It's location neutral user-friendly. Granted, enviornment creates mood, and I rather shovel sunshine in Paradise then New York snow.

Yet, today as I tender on the sea of cortez and observe the sun, the water, the mountains and everything in flow, I say to myself "Yes indeed, all this belongs to me!". and, more than that,I play a role in its appearance.

As I get a glimpse of the deeper, random, chance encounters of my 3 pound universe (brain), with Mother Nature and Father Time being demoted from actual reality, to my mere subjective experience of my consciousness, I feel immortal. The ephipany being: Old school selfishness says, I am the center of the world, New Wor(l)d Order says, I create the world.

Re-discovery of the obvious:


Space and time aren’t objects — they’re my brain`s tools for putting everything together. Without "me", they don't exist. Father Time Simply Reboots If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound..

It hovers in waves of probability. Thus, there is no absolute grid we live in where things occur independent of our own thinking about it.Although our body may self destruct, the 20-watt fountain of energy operating in the brain. doesn’t go away at death. Father Time simply reboots. The universe is in our head,and not out there seperate from us. In actuality ,a world of our own making. We are co-creators of our world, and we can effect that world and the world of others, even at a distance.What the bleep?

Our brain(our personal operating system that each of us inherits, creates and imposes on the world, is a virtual reality; In actuality, a world of our own making.)
is the most powerful computer. When on tilt, our brain is the most powerful broken computer. Tilt is a poker term. Tilt makes us sub-optimal for evaluating rewards, sizing up risks and calculating probabilities.

Could I please have a cup of SHUT THE F*&$ UP! ---my White Angry Software- Hotel@nyware- Does it matter where I am anymore? Cruise ships are for the Newley Wed and the nearly dead, right? As the selfish brain fears death and looks for predictable experiences, cruising is a great placebo that hijacks the brain with a predictable surprise: passangers are surprised if they win and surprised if they lose, so to speak.Sometimes, the excitement is not from the winning, it's avoiding the disaster, (like last years Carnival Splendor ship fire-dead in the water for 4 days and eating pop tarts and spam).

Remember what Mr Science says about Boiling The Frog- if you drop a frog into hot water, it will jump out. But if you slowly warm up the water, then the frog will stay there until it boil. I have to get off ships!!!