So, I am here at home with the coronavirus quarantine being paid for not going to work. Weird. But I am very thankful to Carlos Slim and his voodoo economics. Things would be a whole lot worse if I had no money to survive. I take care of two teens, one elderly person and two cats. That's a lot of folks to take care of for one fat Mexican.

So my dreams of becoming an ayahuasca shaman were changed by realities and priorities based on my love for certain persons. And I found myself working for pennies in Mexico, and then in the middle of a world-wide pandemic, being paid by the very company that I was bitching about. Talk about a lesson in humility! Still, my plans to give ayahuasca ceremonies seem quite distant, and I have no clue as to how to finance them. I have written dozens of books, none of them sell. I have lots of "value" but I have no clue how to exploit it economically.  And I guess that's the lesson: money matters. 

So, beyond the coronavirus, and the evident and imminent economic collapse due to the pandemic, what is next? There is the lawsuit - which for the moment is in stasis because there is no functioning government offices in Mexico. There is the quest for a couple (romantic) of Bufo Alvarius toads to produce toadlings all over the city and sustainable toad environments. 

There is 5meoDMT and ayahuasca and mushrooms and San Pedro and other things. There is weed. And avocado trees. And music, and theatre and lots of fun stuff to do still on this planet. 

So, I turn on FB and Crimson Sinclair is talking live - just jive. About whores. Funny. 

And I look back and I sigh. Why am I not a millionaire?

Oh, yeah. Psychedelics. 

Exhausted. It's the work, which is fast and hard and it does not stop for a pause. But I gotta do this, I gotta make sure my family is okay, and pay the rent, bring food to the table. Mom's health is not good, and she is actually complaining about it now, which is new since she is not one to complain. Nanda is not going to school as he should, and Rasa... Rasa is okay. 

Once again, Adrenalina canceled the show on me, but I am actually happy about it because I was pretty exhausted anyhow, and this weekend I can focus on getting my INE fixed and going to get my tooth pulled out, also making sure I acquire an appointment at the ISSTE for mom.

Priorities.

I have no idea how I will make it to the states to get my SSI check back, but it's a priority. The lawsuit is a priority. For the moment, focus on my job, keeping it and paying my bills. That's the whole plan.  The bazzillion projects I have, Popocatepetl, my tarot, tarot classes, etc. They have to take second fiddle, make sure I keep my job going.

But first fiddle is Pin and the Lawsuit.  Mom's health. And my tooth. It's all part of the plan. 

I am tired. No doubt about that. It's a hard thing to go to work at 51 and do a 1-hour metro transit twice a day.  But I am resolving my life without the Social Security Disability check, and that is actually pretty hopeful. It means I can survive the zombie apocalypse. It also does wonders for my peace of mind being able to pay the rent myself, with no need for the unpredictable social security check. But I am exhausted. And cranky.

My energy level affects my ability to do things like writing and painting. I have creative urges that go unanswered because I have no energy to work on them. But it's ok. I'm paying the rent.

Off to work in about 20 minutes. I have to buy some weed too. Allergies, a sore throat, and basically the great and all-powerful sloth of having to go to the office today, but now I have to work since my social security no longer covers our expenses here, and I am working for pesos, which means 1/10th of what I would earn in the states.

Weird.

In fact, if you look at the good side of all this, you realize that maybe what I needed was to get my ass off to work, and do something besides writing and smoking dope. Yeah, it's a physical thing, having to go downtown in Metro and coming back. One hour trip each way. So now I have to manage my time more productively, write what I have to write to have enough time to write it. Figure out the time for going to government offices and shit like that in a way that works within my work schedule.

The truth is that I wanted to work with ayahuasca to support myself and my family, and I ended up renting cars for a living. Practical, necessary stuff that I have to do.

So I got a job working for the Avis Budget Group in downtown Mexico City as a Telephone customer service representative. I get paid a little more for speaking English. $16 USD a day. The same job, in Texas, pays $15 an hour. But I guess Avis and Budget must keep their costs down by hiring Mexican slaves... Me. 

Como vender mejor mi producto? Cual es mi producto?

Pues de forma, el Ayahuasca, pero de verdad, el Tarot. Mi problema es basico: mis gastos son superiores a mis ingresos, y pues, como no puedo reducir los gastos, hay que reducir los ingresos.
Acabo de ver las siguientes paginas web para ver como ganar un poco de dinero extra:

skillshare.com
udemy.com
flippa.com
texbroker.com
clckbank.com
computrabajo.com

Veamos que hay ahi. No nececito mucho. Hace unos dias, Noehmi Ruth me consiguio $80 dollares de clientes pagando $20 dolares por lectura. Si puedo lograr eso cada semana, ya resolvi mis problemas economicos. Es cosa de buscarle. Lo que es perfectamente claro es que con mi puro seguro social no voy a poder mantener a 4 personas y 2 gatos.

De regreso de mi viaje a USA, enfermo, pero sanando, confundido, y sin muy claro camino de lo que sigue. Rasa esta viviendo con nosotros, y yo me siento extraviado. Como que hay mucho que necesito resolver y no estoy muy seguro como llegar ahí.

En efecto, lo que necesito es un nuevo plan  para salir adelante. Dinero me falto en este ultimo viaje y la razón es que no estoy produciendo nada. Y pues, que sigue?

Posiblemente, empleo. Vamos a ver. Unos 10,000 pesos adicionales podían cambiar nuestra situación bastante. Pero el tiempo que dispongo para eso es un problema real, y no me gusta que otra gente tome mi tiempo para ellos. Eso es lo que busco cambiar.

En fin, necesito empezar a ver opciones. Tal vez un part time.

Todo bien. Todo en camino, pero falta dinero.