The Bright Well

    I was recalled a movie by recent events, which  happened to be the result of some weird behavior.  Location: Pacific  waters,  a man, not the kind of officiers kicking blonde waves, keeps on hearing Japanese ferries, or shall we say, in thoses times, something with the same accoustic signature, he calls "Kaibokans". Due to this disorders, and maybe because of a trauma during his young years  chasing whales in Ireland Waters, please consign that those cold underthermoclyne waters are crowded with belugas and white cachelots, he, interferes with fishing fleets because of a "Moby Dick" (Dr Freud to be contacted) or "Ness" (he adds this Mr Ness from the north lakes dislikes alcohol) , he has a personal affair with.
    Far to be as wise as Lawrence who was accutomized  to Pillars of fire and Sand storms, he prefers beaching on the deep sands.
    In a global world with an infinity project, it seems that some layers are inappropriate and there are guys still running silly and deaf as can be, without any regards to the surrounding humanity.
   

Long ago, in a galaxy where the net was dedicated to non-civilian chores, boys and girls used to visit their bookstores every week so as to get their favorite comics. It is to be known that in thoses times, comics were printed on the paper, that is the result of a pulp of trees passed through two drums so as to give it a thin shape of calico. Inks were made with lots of chemicals and gave the comics a smell of their own, enabling a blind man to rekognize any of them without, even, using an index to touch them. Comics are wonderful books we can put in bags, take to school, exchange with friends, and read a thousand times renewing the delectation of the first look at them . Comics can be read from any page. It doesn't matter in fact because the beauty of art is as important as the story it tells itself. Mice and ducks are famous. Mandrake is  a magician famous all around the world. He has a cousin in her majesty's forces, sometimes struggling with sodas to get coins. Being a child, meaning , having the soul of a child still growing inside us is the best way to enjoy the marvels of creation.  I do love to read comics, with their college of Magic, fantasy worlds and sweet kisses, having a frog or two  by my armchair's side and a white owl or great earl peeping at us while we are night's talkers.

I consider I have been a lucky boy for my hometown had, what in thoses times, was rare: a large library, where my mother took me in my youth years. As it was near by our house, I quickly took the habit to go there and lose myself in the alleys of the bookshelves. Could Paradise be something else than a library? The small monkey used his fingers to retrieve books in the small folders with their white cards. Locations and numbers became more familiar to me than a yellow pages book to a rainman.
The second interesting point is that my parents had a Hifi and a collection of records, classical music mostly. I had to be a teenager before I also put my nose in those, with an  interest, increasing, plate after another. I discovered that composers of movie's music, I loved, were only arrangers. Struggle in the stars' famous theme was a clone from Holst martian strings,  hungry fish's tempo stolen in the  russian poem about a hill without a hair on it. But who cared? Both the musics, movies' and classical brought its load of wealth and like dazzing mirrors kept playing one with another.
Gods kept on going with their myths. Sun with his chariot, a girl giving thread  to a  boy entering the maze. 
From all this, and experience of nature, I know that man's a fool, acting if he was just the center of universe.
The globalization intimates to human beings to learn about the others.  But as it  was always said, "It always worked like this", they say " No need for change". Change happens by itself anyway. And that's one of the wonder of creation and evolution.

    Once bitten, twice shy. Experience as the key to evolution and growth and as a logic in synaps connection. We love what provides pleasure and comfort, and dislike what is hostile. Is it that simple? Be kind and I'll give you a candy, say parents to their children. Results are not the ones expected. And what if an adult is not fair. children disliking injustice?  Imagine you're transparent, meaning you can't do or think anything without it being perceived by Angels or your creator.     Many chances you're given, and still, you act like wild man. Civilisation was meant for this, precisly, giving the opportunity to live together, getting the best of mutual differences. ("hooked!",think a cynical man, before adding he'll make a proposal that can't be refused...)
    Love makes you tolerate and accept differences though you don't agree, in the name of combination and possible chemical reactions.  Why are there religions and not only one ? Yes, there is a superior being and yes it is  goodwilling.
    Now, let's imagine I'm a friar (not to be eaten, confusion sometimes) and fan of algebria. What would I do if could give an answer to everything? Second, where could I find the second volume of Poetics?  Third, you'd be welcome.