Since this is still a very strange year, all we can do is watch the beach cam. Did you ever notice that every week one sees the exact same thing? 6 knows that there are different people, thus different tents, umbrellas, towels and bikes. From a distance it is all the same, or as 6 likes to call it the majesty of paradise. Is that not true of everything? If one chooses to take a stand from the background, one never sees the truth, and thus everything is the same as our own perception. Think of this, imagine if one had the ability to focus that same camera on a specific part of that same beach, and be able to include sound, one would get a completely different truth. Week after week the people would change, the conversation would change, the individual perspectives would change, but the sounds of the wind, the breaking of the waves, would remain the same just as you were looking at it from a distance.
Since 6 can’t be there to spin tales first had, the only option he has now is to observe and report. The other day about 1:00 in the afternoon a nice family decided that it was time to hit the beach! Up pulls 5 bikes three with carts in tow. It was just about this time the camera position changes, one could hardly not notice there were three or 4 people walking down the beach each with a wagon in tow. Soon they were out of the camera view, as the camera once again changed direction. As we all know the picture will come together just as the group of 4 along with the 5 bikes met in front of the swim club. It was very difficult to determine how many people were in this group but there was a lot! They began to build their tent city, not one, nor two but three of them! They proceeded to place several coolers under the tents put their chairs in front to the tents, and all headed for the serf! Meanwhile back at the ranch there were several people who decided that they were done for the day, not sure if it was because they had to go to the bathroom or they could no longer see the ocean. In either case 4-5 families called it a day, after several swings of the camera, the group of tent dwellers had enough of the serf, and returned to the tent city. Each of them dried off with their towels, and hung them neatly on the back of the tents and over the top of their bikes. Moral of the story: Why did each of them pass several empty places on the beach, to build the tent city, directly in front of an occupied zone? Why would someone lug all of that crap to the beach only to cover their coolers and their bikes, I assume the bikes were rented, and the coolers don’t really care if they get sunburn, why cover your crap and not yourself, 6 can only assume that a cold beer is more important than your skin. Oh 6 forgot the most important thing, I wonder if what caused the people in the occupy one to leave, was that several of the people from the tent city went behind the tent city and sprayed down with sun screen! I wonder if the people from the occupy zone thought that if they could smell the aerosol from the sun screen, the tent city could pass covid-19?
Words of wisdom: As time passes, peoples perspective change, but the majesty of the path remains the same.
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