Thanks,
This past weekend I have been living in the NOrthern Mountain Range of
Trinidad in the Jungle, working and learning from the Arawak and Oleah Tribes, rough
rough. But this experience will forever change how I view the world and land upon
which I live. Gunda Harewood (my tour guide) is building a house in La Feelit (what a
name). Since I work for free, she uses me. The lanscape surfices all things,
heart, mind, and even soul if you don't watch yourself. Please send a prayer for me, I
am safe, but doing cultural "research" observation. If you don't believe in
yourself and God, you could go lost easily up there in Space as they call at home.
Real bushmen, with a little city flavor, story tellers, african mystics, herbalist, god
seekers, peacefull until met with natural resistance, bounty hunters! The bicycle
will be back by Wednesday, city life you would get locked up for it, the jungle
they would just lash you! I read the Koran for the first time this weekend, strong and
powerfull book, though I know in my heart I pray to my mother, Not a man.
Mother Earth they call it, our heavinly father.
Thanks and Health,
your son
[my brother]
Wow oh wow what a relaxed day next to the internet cafe. I have been
trying to fix and update Gunda's computer for her all day after getting
back my bike for the last time, this morning at the woodbrook police
station, the problam is not that I am too trusting, just that I don't
sometimes see. Nice uh, living well in time is nice. Keep one rope in
one hand and the next in the other, like sticks. Look up and try to fix
one on one and the other on the other, the stars. Watch and Listen to
what you can not physically do, I have seen skwinted pictures,

I love
life.