Tuesday, October 21, 2014
LOCATED: A VORTEX OF DARK ENERGY
WHEREVER ANGRY PERSONALITIES GATHER---A NEGATIVE VORTEX IS FORMED--- WITH INTERESTING CONSEQUENCES. I happened across such a place----stayed awhile to experience it.
It's located far out this road on the way to Death Valley
On the far side of this 100 sq mile dried up lake.
Has a population of 50
I've been here several times---always too afraid to spend the night.
But this time I resolve like Thoreau: "if it should prove mean--then to get the full meanness of it."
So I settle in by an abandoned swimming pool.
Only a block from the heart of things.
Surprisingly, It still has a post office with a very nice postmistress who gave me much local info.
I also engaged Henry--a temporary resident---doing archaeology on the dry lake. Told me lots of ancient civilizations lived along the lake.
An old gas station has been refurbished to serve as home
to this nice family.
I also made friends with these two--ever lonesome--glad to see me.
So where is all the scary dark energy? It's located in a few square blocks in the Northwest area where a series of walled-in fortresses have been constructed.
Walls of junk
Walls of dirt
walls of boards
walls of hodge podge
The bravest thing I did was walk this back alley between the walls.
This is all I could see beyond the barbed wire.
An interesting assortment of homes: In rail cars---
Don"t think anyone lives in this---but it evokes the ambient mood and shows the 15 ft bushy walls.
As does this old building---which made me think of Heartbreak Hotel---"when yo baby leaves you and you have no place to dwell---go down to the end of lonely street...to.....
A political statement outside one of the fortresses.
RANDY COMMENTS: My courage failed me here. I was unwilling to penetrate any fortress and hence unable to experience the personalities that live in them. I was told that fierce hatreds exist here. I believe the walls suggest pathological darkness of spirit. I may be wrong.
But on the 3rd day of my visit I received a clear warning that my presence---picture taking and odd hour strolls all over town were unwelcome. I "proved" my courage by staying another 3 hours and then left. I think I learned here that sometimes my inquiries taper into intrusiveness--that mysterious strangers with unclear agenda are unsettling to a community. Good lesson for me: Make my good intentions transparent.