if ever i needed a teleportation devise it is now. i am sitting crosslegged in a large tepe in the new mexico desert. a triangle of white candles illuminates the funnel of dark brown poles that reaches upward through the small opening at the top and into the black crystal sky... truth or consequenses,NM named after a game show in the 70s this place makes santa cruz seem like a convention of baptist ministers. filled with freaks, like me. rainmen and bald women sit in cafes with shrines to "the duke" on the wall. yesterday i ate a grilled cheese sandwich and house salad with rooster cogburn. every day the lucidity of dry hot air pulls you deeper and deeper into the trance of things here. i find myself wandering up and down the streets wondering what it is i should be doing instead of wandering up and down the street wondering.its like that here. if you want to quiet or completely erase your brain, this is the place.im in heaven. theres something about getting out of a 104 degree natural spring and gingerly walking back to your tepe poised against a christmas light sky that envokes very distant memories and very big smiles...i cant say that im anxious to move on, which is rare for me as you all know. today lounged on a huge black raft singing on a swift green river. after that i took notes atop a giant piece of petrefied wood...as i write this the sun is falling out of an azure blue sky.in front of me turtle mountain looks toward the sunset like a giant half-unearthed sphynx the world is a vision here. every one moves differently.children stare at strangers,and old timers on the street say "goodmornin" to ghosts. they are ghosts. they came here long ago with the same curiosity and found what they were looking for, peace. that is the feeling i get from people here... they are fine. "its hot, its cold, but it dont rain much and its quiet." beautiful... the desert that engulfs the town is a giant dream of mountains and sandy expanse. its presence is always felt. its words are law. at night i soak in the hot springs and listen to it speak with the stars. on friday i walked through the heart of it. six hours and 15 miles across the sand like a coyote with only my shadow and a few friendly rocks for companionship. it was on of those experiences i will carry with me always... another day i strolled the shore of a collosal blue lake over the hill from here until i was glowing with the suns' gifts. wonderful. it is a time of relflection for me. a walk through the journey i have undertaken to see what i have gleaned from the miles... truthfully, ps.the teleportation device i need, its for all of you.