bali 2014 2015

first impression of bali. it was impressive. lots of different food. status of gods never seen anywhere else. ceremonies, gardens, surfing beach, forest, mountains and yoga heaven. no wonder people swamp here for the option of cheap food and drinks. took me a while to gasp the edge of their reglion. I dont know why, but baliness man felt sleazy.  its their eyes. The way they looking at you. I wondering if they see sex or money. its bit like salt and pepper, bit pervertness and bit greediness. no where else in the world I felt so disrespected. Very chance they get, they want to scan money out of unweriy tourist. from fake taxi to over charge shops. from food to transport. Its all about money. things is often 1000times over priced compare with its value. One can often understand another by their religion, family and social value and structure. Balinese religion is so mixed up. its value can be lost with endless obligation of ceremonies and control. I guess for average low wage is 100 dollar a month. Life can be unfair. Who doesnt like luxury. World have change much of the bali to a polluted tourist trap. During dec to feb. west coast beach is fill up with plastic and giant wood log size of me! People sunbathing in rubbish and swim with horrible plastic fish. paradise with a resort and parking lots. Please be ashamed live in expensive hotels. Be ashamed encourage company to build them. What has our world become. The pleasure of being in bali disappear second time. Our choice of travel style changes the world around us. We stay in central bali for a days near the lakes. the view is magical, forest track was a maze. 3 years ago when I first travelled I loved people and their history.  I loved culture and old artifacts reflect lives of people of past. I use to see beauty in those things. now I see ugliness. Ugliness of human history,  the coruption in most religion. Greediness in the art and object they create. 'I want to be rich so I may have many wives like the rich man in the village.' someone told me once in bali.  The church in peru. the castle in scotland, museum in london, boxing in thailand, beaches in bali, historical city of rome, cities of Spain, killing field of cambodia. More place I go, more history I learn, the less hope I have left for humanity. My heart bleed from place to place. murder, genicide, lust, jealous, greed, death, power, evil, war, destruction of what is truely valuble and beautiful for shinny gold and diamond.  Cutting down forest for large empty house we dont really need.
When I saw pretty cloth, I see the cotton farm, the factory, the pollution we create for looking good in fasion. when I see jewelry, I see the posioness lake and river. when I see large house, I see lost of land beneath it. when I see furniture,  I see destroyed forest(tree with lost soul). when I see plastic, I see death. when I see cars, I see dirty refinery I use to work in. when I see light at night, I see light pollution and power station. when I see tourist, I see ugly concrete resort with pool. So shopping become a pain for me and it hurts me to travel and eat meat. I dont want things and live the life style just because everyone is doing it. maybe most of is doing it wrong? My travel is no longer to see what the world is like. its never about drink and party. now my travel to search for a ulternative living, not just for me, but for all of us. seeking a way to wake the world up with the help of mother earth. wish me luck my friend. My path isnt clear. But god will lead me there. This god of mine whoever he is has always show me the way. may the force be with me.