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... It seems we are a long way off from understanding what the non human beings on this planet know and have to teach us. ... freeacre

First thing this morning, after taking out the dog and getting coffee, I performed a set of short technical actions producing the phenomena known as Welcome News. As consciousness slowly settled into its next chapter of today, this is the time you might wonder why you are doing this? The farther you travel into waking (or dreaming) clarity, the faster those wispy memories of the past chapter, the sleeping dream, are suppressed.

You realize what you are reading are press releases aka propaganda presented on an all inclusive variety of subjects. Before the caffeine took effect you might have thought like I did which was what was I doing staring at drivel on a screen. To my recollection, one headline among several was the announcement of the new Miss America. You can't exactly liken that to anything else since Miss America holds a category of its own. Uniquely American, carrying a perfume vaguely reminiscent of Fellini partnering with Normal Rockwell at a Wal*Mart rave.

Recently I brought product placement as breaking news to your attention, we can safely classify the thrilling gas pedal fix in this category. Next please. KSM, hmmmmm. They cannot figure out a place to have his show trial. What can they be so worried about? Clearly, the outcome is known if you've been keeping up, I'm sure you have.

... We know that Illinois sold a maximum security prison to the Feds. The local rurals are happy, surely it will bring them prosperity. We know 100 - 200 detainees will be transferred to this facility from Guantanamo which isn't being closed because they have plenty more sticking around to order rum punches from their chaise lounges at the Tropicana Banana. ...The question was, Cuba was chosen because it was not on US soil therefore the US Constitution did not apply. Obviously, the detainees landing here despite lifer status, will want to see the insides of a courtroom and have a perfect right to do so. It didn't make sense. That is, until this morning. Now the pieces fall into place...

This KSM trial has to take place offshore for the process to reach its desired conclusion. What is this going to do to the Haiti Relief effort? Oh, its all under control now with other capable departments all of whom left to their own style follow a prepared program peppered with their particular agency's agenda where each department head adds his own agenda as does each subhead all the way down to reception's recorded voice. This would explain why there were two headlines next to each other, one saying US halts medical flights, the other saying, US resumes medical flights. I told you, $100 million wasn't enough (chintzier even than show money). That would explain why the IMF said they were sure they could arrange Haiti's debt relief, (so sure they sent out a press release) followed up 48 hours later with a new payment plan for the entire debt plus whatever nonsense service fees and performance schedules are hidden in those sorts of things. Lots of wrist slapping going on somewhere. (If Haiti defaults, what are they going to do, foreclose Haiti?)

Our photo shows a Garden of Eden paradise in which surely the most holy transcendental thought and action take place. Ras turey forwarded photos of pre-quake Haiti in which this one stood out as his favorite, not coincidentally mine too. Thanks spar. What this house says and what freeacre said in the opening quote are very close in spirit. It appears as a place where it is perfectly natural to commune with non-human beings living on this planet, a place to practice live and let live and to think clearly with great compassion, to be moved and to move around as you like.

In stark contrast I spent an entire portion of Saturday at breakneck speed navigating through one of the ugliest, dirtiest, most drive-in single-story stripmalls passing for big anchor malls, heavily laced with weed sprouting-industrial and agricultural processing structures - dying, rusting, half the roofs fallen-in, chain-linked, railroad tracked cities on the face of the map. It was a rare glimpse of how the other world has chosen to experience their journey though this lifetime. Central to the image I presented above are the turn-key gated tract communities, sandwiched between the Bread Basket to the World truck depots and wrecked car/parts graveyards. There are monsteroid oil rigs every 100 feet or so cross hatching this whole panorama - all of which is layered with a black, greasy dust gathering in heaps at the base of every obstruction to the wind. There were the occasional frantic jaywalkers in a rush to the check cashing joint, next to the heartbreak motels ... nothing we haven't seen before somewhere else, some other time, passing through the long and endless highways of over capacity and over consumption. The other urban centers of empire are in similar phases of wanton decay, for better or for worse. It can only cascade towards the worse because no one cares or knows any better and has adopted the whole fable of green shoot normalcy while spiraling downwards propelled by the desire to possess regardless of all other traveler beings. Why would anyone willingly minimize their life experience locked behind a steering wheel in frustration on the eight lane racing to and fro horrific locations that look and function equally dsyfunctionally? It can only be they are already void of spiritual imagination. This is the wonderment of the free market at work.

In that brief stage between rising and fully absorbing the impact of Welcome News, a headline caught my attention reporting the death of a high target Pakistani Taliban figure by drone attack, a piece which carried his photo, in robes, against an interesting and rather colorful psychedelic background. He looked like a tabla musician. Make of that what you will.

There would be basis for feeling this is a world war against spirituality, perhaps at its root, supported by a belief manifesting as allegiance to empire, an excuse so smarmy if must be only spoken of in certain terms, thus the terror system with its acronyms and shortenings, its hurry, its rashness and push for omnipotence.

Every day we go backwards when we could have gone forward. In the new phase, everybody knows and everybody knows everyone else knows, but nobody does anything differently because they've become inured to doing anything other than what they already do. Fade to black...