- Posted February 15, 2013 by
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Travel photo of the day
Under the volcano
No bitter lessons or remorse here, just joy at being alive doing what we do. The puppies, the dinners, the joy of just living, and the necessary duties to fulfill every day until the breath is gone.
There will be no sad tears at our last fare well.
Which brings me to Mexico and Malcom Lowry's superb novel "Under The Volcano." If you have lived under it in Mexico, then you know,. If not, read the book. Forgiveness is perpetual, one need not ask forgiveness
each day or when in need of an act of contrition. The rising sun is enough to wash away your sins.
Recall the tile of Hemingway's book "The Sun Also Rises." It is relevant here.
This volcano is east of Java. Amazing light. Amazing what it does to the sensibilities knowing that at any moment life as we know it will be gone in a cataclysmic eruption or with a giant meteor, quake or tidal wave. We are all living on borrowed time and that is what gives life purpose, meaning and beauty.
Find a beautiful woman and leave some children.
Today's wine we drink today, tomorrow's sorrow we bear tomorrow.
Life to be sure, with each day takes more from us than it gives as we age and become infirm. But this is natures way: to gradually reduce our love of life and to accept the slow gradations of decay and of letting go of life.
DO I buy this? Hell no. Let me rage, rage into the dying of the light. There's a lot more living for me to do. Tarawa, Solomons, Samoa, Tahiti and Vanuatu.
See you in a bar somewhere in the South Pacific. I may have a guitar with me.