The Airport Twilight Zone…

[part of original post deleted]  SEA-TAC (Seattle International Airport, WA, USA), wifi on planet Starbucks – Nov 29, 2011 – About 7 hours before check-in…

Tried sleeping, but even with some towel padding the floor was too hard and cold (they closed off the carpeted area – go figure…); then U.S. soldiers marching by on their way to [part of original post deleted.  No need to relay military movement details. I uphold my right to neutrality.]  I found a bit too distracting, and that loud voice (on loop replay…) telling me to ‘report anything suspicious’ every 15 minutes.  Like what?  U.S. soldiers marching by on their way to [part of original post deleted.  No need to relay military movement details. I uphold my right to neutrality.] ?

Rested, sure, a little bit, but sleeping will be for the overnight flight.  Probably good I’ll be all groggy sleep-deprived.  It’s the only way I get to fall asleep on a long flight anyhow. I’ve been here all night…  Staring at fellow travelers.  Sometimes with my eyes closed.  Sitting still.  Walking around.  Trying out the floor…

Nice fake posed profile shot, yes? --- Man I'm tired... But YES, I reduced my US-belongings to just that: I can carry practically everything I own. Carrying about 35 Kg (77 lbs) here before check-in. The 20 Kg (44 lbs) on my back will get checked-in. ...Last day in the USA... - Photo taken by friendly TSA agent.

Chatting over Facebook with friends on Vancouver Island, in Colorado, in California, in Iceland and Belgium, or just making stuff up on my ‘Status’:

That ‘Climate Change’ blog entry (Why I Question the CO2-driven Global Warming “Scientific Consensus”) turned into a monstrously big one last night (I was bored…), but at least some of the basics are covered this way.  It’s not my intention to make this a topic I’ll often return to.  (I’ve alienated enough otherwise wonderful friends to consider this a lost cause anyhow.  EIther they apply the scientific method and discover for themselves the CO2 alarmism is hyped, or they don’t and lose face as soon as a cooling phase makes firewood of their idiocy…)  But maybe it’s helpful for some, or at least food for thought.  Whatever…

The above joking around was in part in response to a (not funny at all) JFK quote that’s going around:

--> Click image to read a little more about what I think of money, gold and the Fed. <--

The rest of the night I yawned a lot, and read poetry.  

Like Pablo Neruda’s:

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 
“The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.”
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes?

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her?
The night is shattered and she is not with me.
This is all.

In the distance someone is singing.
In the distance.

My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another’s.
She will be another’s.
Like my kisses before.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer 
and these the last verses that I write for her.

— — —

Goodbye, America…  Hasta la vista!

[2012 Afterword: ‘Hasta la vista’ was right!  haha]

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