I think the world tells me stories, I mean, the world lies to me when I am out on my morning walks.
A Travelers Search for Nonsensical Serendipitous Fun
My life is good; I take a nonsensical, no goal in mind, nothing to do walk almost ever day. It is a luxury I wish everyone on the planet would seize, it is free, no entrance fee required.
Serendipity often saves a man from himself, often when he needs it the most, and sometime for no reason at all.
Well, I am presently in Natitingou, Benin, West Africa and when I first arrive here I found,
After a week or two here, I now have,
“My old haunts.”
When I was back in the USA, my friend Mike and me would go to the Food Coop in Fort Wayne, Indiana and drink coffee. I remember saying to Mike,
“Let’s go down to the food coop, hang out, maybe that chic with the motorcycle will come by.”
There was this really cavalier, in my face, pretty girl with a motorcycle that stopped there, and also drank a tea I think. The Fort Wayne Food Coop is one of my old haunts, when I am in country, it is fun to hangout with Mike, drink coffee, or even eat the poofy, goofy, aloofy, and always too expensive, everything organic washed food they sell.
Mike knows the word organic annoys me, I refuse to chomp down on this Organic Food Hook; I think it is just a marketing scheme that works well on naïve people. Nonetheless, I do not care, I still like certain Hippie Chic’s, that eat Organic, when not zealots and fanatics, the shame blamers.
I hope you get the point, everywhere I go, I have haunts, old memories, that are fun to re-live. When I go to Khao San Road in Thailand, the first thing I do is make a tour of my old haunts and hopefully find a few new good memories.
My Premeditated, No Shame Walk By ar Yara Market
Well, when I am out on my walk, my nonsensical chase for serendipitous fun, I do a walk by in the Yara Market here in Natitingou, Benin, West Africa.
I have three girls I ignore in the Yara Market:
3. (And) Aisha - I am calling here “Arachide.”
I can 100 percent guarantee I spelled all three of their names wrong, but that is why I am ignoring them, to force them to make a play, I cannot appear too eager, I must let them be in control and force me to learn their names. Even though, there is no doubt, I am shamelessly walking by them daily, making sure to put in my appearance, it is serendipitous, and fun.
“Premeditated, no shame walk-by.”
Fausena is exceptionally good at ignoring me, but sometime when I am walking away, maybe 10 feet past her, I say,
And I hear a just loud enough to hear reply from her,
(What’s up in French / or How goes it?)
Yes, we ignore each other, but we are not stupid. We are players, when we are playing.
I have a small PROBLEM with Serendipitous Walking.
People that are working do not like it when I am not working. There are people who believe that all humans need to be doing something, I all this, the malady of,
The “Human Doing,” bunch, try to shame me, the serendipitous good fortune seeking, idle minds like me into working. They say things to me like,
“Don’t you have something to do?”
And, I cavalierly reply,
“Yes, I am doing nothing, and it is hard work.”
“I bet I walk 3-10 miles daily doing nothing.”
I often want to say, "Please, work when you work, and play when you play, but stop playing at work, you do nothing all day, and call it work."
I just go work, and go play, with no confusion.
I wondered very far from home yesterday, at 1:00 PM, or 1300 hours here in West Africa it was a cooker, it was 35 degree centigrade, I will not convert, just to annoy you….
Jealousy or Penis Envy is the Problem with Doing Nothings.
OK, nobody get angry with me for using the term “Penis Envy,” this is Psych 101 at Indiana University, I did not invent the term, it was by Sigmund Freud an Austrian who became known as the founding father of psychoanalysis.
(Ok, Mom, at Indiana University, the best six years of my life, all the being courses seem to be labeled 101. I could have said Sociology 101, or Business 101, or even Girl’s 101, what I am saying is “Penis Envy” is just the beginning of understanding.)
Penis Envy Defined:
“Penis envy in Freudian psychoanalysis refers to the theorized reaction of a girl during her psychosexual development to the realization that she does not have a penis. Freud considered this realization a defining moment in the development of gender and sexual identity for women - the parallel reaction in boys to the realization that women do not have a penis being castration anxiety. In contemporary culture, the term sometimes refers inexactly or metaphorically to women who are presumed to wish they were men.”
Jealousy is probably
"Small penis syndrome.”
The psychoanalytical concept of penis envy is unrelated to the "small penis syndrome" which is the anxiety of thinking one's penis is too small.
I am wearing out my “Welcome Wagon.”
It appears to me, that all people on the planet really do have “penis envy,” which means as I interpret to me,
“They know they will never be like me, I am American, and they are African.”
No matter how hard they work, no matter how lucky, there is nothing, almost zero these Benin people can so that will give them the same advantages as me, I am the lucky one, they will forever be envious.
This wears on their nerves, the comparisons, although I mean no harm, I am poking it in their face daily. It is quite obvious I am one of the haves, and they are the have nots, and they have no opt in; no opt up, no choice.
Jealous, or the small penis syndrome where they compare their life to mine, and become jealous, it is just the obvious comparisons of our lives.
I CARE What YOU are DOING Syndrome.
Martin Luther King said in his famous speech:
"I have a dream, that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today!"
The biggest lie promoted by man, the thing that Freud realized in my opinion is that all people lie. We truly 100 percent of the time care what other people are doing, we do not live our lives; we spend our whole lives comparing, and caring that there is a difference, we do not ignore others.
When a person knows he or she is not competing, when a person knows they have no chance of every winning. The only enabling power they possess is mockery.
I find that people who believe they cannot compete lie to me often, regularly, and almost never just talk honestly. There is a never-ending desire to shine me on, to get over on me, to prove even though they are never going to win; they can try to be smarter.
This is one of the essential problems in Africa; people in big Toyota Land Rovers come to save them. And, what happens is the locals tell them never-ending series of small lies.
I have a dream, that people stop dreaming, and just accept life, I will never be a billionaire, and I truly do care.
But what is important, that I am still getting a “Ca va” in return from Fausensa, and I can still serendipitously enjoy life.
Data in Star Trek Next Generation a Robot has penis envy.
I will forever be ignoring people with dreams, and jealousy, I must accept I cannot change the world. I try to be polite, and not poke my good fortune into their face too often.
I think wealth should be measured by the number of “busys” per day. I am busy, I am busy, and I am too busy.
The less you say this, the wealthier you are, and what is funny, I consider West Africans insanely wealthy. I do not think I have ever heard one person say,
“I am too busy.”
Note: Many a writer believes we are supposed to be polite here, and not draw any conclusions that are abundantly clear, the idea is that I plant a seed in your brain, and you like me, and never blame me for pointing at you.
OK, Americans say we are too busy 50 times per day, it is the nation’s motto, I am too busy, and I have no time, a wealthy impoverished country.
Muse on the idea of nonsensical serendipitous walks, it is almost a spiritual awakening, like meditation, but healthier.
February 2013 Natitingou, Benin West Africa