First off, the shiniest jewel in our pouch is Arthur Silber, gleaming with extraordinary brilliance. Do not miss his entire Wikileaks series. I don't believe there is anyone else that can dig down to the fundamentals like Arthur does, blowing the arguments of others sky high, friends and fellows alike, no one straying from the white chalk line is spared as he takes you on his trip pointing out the flaws and multitudes of misconceptions. In reading Silber, you just understand meekly that however much you study, look, search, learn, you will never, ever be able to lay out the complexities like he does unless you are him. His area of discussion is of course, not the same area as some of our other favorites, such as Master Visible, no word slouch himself, there is slim basis for comparison except that of fearless inviolate trust in one's own judgment, that ageless, absolute requirement for authenticity as well as the shared inate ability to sift through the dimensions of garbage we endure and go deeper, far deeper than the general public allows themselves the time and exercise in connective thought or even chooses to approach. Most thought it seems, is dressed up in the tattered baggage of our lives replete with mental polaroids, creased and fading from having been pulled out so frequently to illustrate yet the latest version of our own stories. Oh yes, wait, I have one for that somewhere in this stack. Silber shreds all of that. Be forewarned, it is not light reading under any circumstance. But if you follow along, note for note, you will find the great tragicomedy wrenchingly amusing and horrific. I did and do. How did I find this guy? Heh, my heart is warmed just thinking of that day, last fall, after so many years, AGHHHHHHHHHHHH digesting the terrorfried messages of the ruling class: Give Me the Hippies. Please.
To begin, let's again note this passage from the Washington Post story about Hoh's resignation:"I'm not some peacenik, pot-smoking hippie who wants everyone to be in love," Hoh said. Although he said his time in Zabul was the "second-best job I've ever had," his dominant experience is from the Marines, where many of his closest friends still serve.I discussed the second paragraph in detail in my earlier post, showing why I consider it unspeakably awful. Here, I want to talk about the very first sentence: "I'm not some peacenik, pot-smoking hippie who wants everyone to be in love."
"There are plenty of dudes who need to be killed," he said of al-Qaeda and the Taliban. "I was never more happy than when our Iraq team whacked a bunch of guys."
Many of those deeply opposed to the U.S. presence in Afghanistan seem to regard this statement as strengthening the case for the truth of Hoh's objections to U.S. strategy, as if to say: "See? Hoh isn't some drugged-out nutcase, who's opposed to war like some disgusting appeaser! He's not against all wars, just against this war! That's why we should listen to him!"
They appear to think this is a good argument. People should be careful about the premises they (perhaps) inadvertently accept in their eagerness to advance their case. I have a very different view of Hoh's statement. My immediate reaction when I read that statement has remained unchanged, and it is very simply this:
Why not? What the hell is wrong with that?
See what I mean? Now he's got a five part series, more to come, on Wikileaks' liberation of raw intel. (UPDATE: Its now a seven part series as of Tuesday, August 10th.) Whether or not you think this is an important issue (it is an extremely important issue), I suggest you do yourself a huge favor and see "what real revolution looks like." (Silber's words.) Revolutionary indeed.
Without jumping into overview, we are doomed to wallow in the cesspool of what life has become, a cynical, sleezy rip off, always peering over our shoulders, always seeing the same old shams playing out with different words, new disguises, endless losses until there is nothing left to lose (we think) but life itself, which in previous posts I've warned against Power from the Grave. You think you'll be safe in death? Our reincarnated selves would beg to differ. What we want is to be unbothered, left alone for God's sake, most of all we want a better life for our offspring. If we never get down to it, leaving our thinking to profiteers somewhere in the distance, our children sleepwalk into the same traps. We may think we have come very far, we may think we are smart and hip to the game, but take my word for it, we haven't even begun to grasp the extent of the hole we find ourselves inside on this bright sunny August afternoon.
The hold on our psyches desperately needs release. If we stay stupid, they win. This appears to be happening as of now, regardless of how many brilliant jewels gleam in our immediate presence. Certainly, you didn't miss Survival Acres post on technology. We ask, what is the point? The point is money. If there was ever an argument for leaving the money economy and dumping your laptop, this is it. Lately, the focus has been on corporations as the ruling class with our rulers being CEOs shape shifting from one product push to another as easily as passing through a revolving door. Why this is a lifestyle at all is absurd. These CEOs know money, from their enormously insatiable perspectives, but do they know their product/s? Of course not, that is why we see repetitive disasters handled by the very people creating them. This is why we see business highlighted as major breaking news. Its juicy news of the weird generally illustrating the out of control hunger displayed by salavating beasts one upping each other in predation. Obviously, somebody is responding positively to predation or these beasts could not continue to haunt the planet. Needless to say, all of this is made exceedingly more absurd by CEOs as politicians, lobbyists and lawmakers. Whenever you read a little business story trashing a particular business luminary you are reading the manipulations of making money, very big money, dirty money, bloodstained money and without "outside of the Zombie Food Court thinking" you could easily misinterpret what is happening resulting in further reinforcement of those rules from the rulers who love it you think that way because they don't, but insist you do.
When we speak of collapse, we are speaking of the way things are at this moment in time and in our recent memory. If you want to see into the future, all you have to do is multiply what you see today by however many years ahead you want to see. As the beasts stumble over themselves elbowing, thrashing, shoveling press releases into their bullhorns to nail everything in sight, it looks like collapse, but don't get excited. Nothing has changed for the better. Indeed, bubbles have burst, but that means nothing, more bubbles are being blown as we speak. Every bursting brings forth a higher level of streamlined corruption, theft and reforms funneling the illusion of legality to home invasion, serial killing and re-education so that you may aid one another in blowing bubbles on autopilot, completely unaware of your participation and compliance. I don't need to show you the charts, or links to statistics sites taking your breath away that nothing has been repealed or reversed or improved any better than it was. You are fighting the riptide in an uphill battle without armor. In other words, what we call collapse is the way of the world now. This is where we started by the way, sex and money makes the world go round. Its just exaggerated itself perfectly paralleling population growth.
Is there a way out? Do you want a way out? Everyone reading will have a different answer, many will have a different answer depending on what day it is, some depending on what hour of the day and what side of the bed they greeted their day. While Wyclef Jean runs for president of Haiti, Sean Penn reminds us it is more than a possibility the sweatshop corporatocracy sees a soulful reggae star as putty in their hands. Our best intentions can and will be undermined and you will never know what happened if you don't smarten up fast. It has happened easily millions, billions, quadrillions of times before throughout all of recorded history, human nature is at once gullible in its goodness and forever searching for supremacy. Everyday somewhere on this planet, the little lambs are led into the lions' den under the impression its a grand improvement. The very key that could release them, courage coupled with intelligence, you see, evades them.
How does one find courage? If you've never possessed that quality before, you probably think courage is something that just happens naturally in an emergency (emerge and see), an immature and ultimately escapist definition. It can not emerge permanently when you attempt to command it. Courage comes from disassociation to something you cared about deeply and discovered to your increasing disappointment such selfless caring was not deserved or to be feared or supported by your attention. When you decide and know beyond all doubt, your singular relationship to the world at large offers nothing equal in return but further loss and seemingly inescapable tragedy, true courage can be born, courage to see people and events as they are, courage to deal with them as they must be dealt with, courage to survive them and master them on your own terms. This means most of us will never experience real courage because we are loathe to untie ourselves from morphing illusions served on a sterling platter starting with harmless flatteries gradually growing into full blown lies of glorious heritage and promise.
One cannot progress beyond what is promoted without suffering seriously. And by now you know suffering is the requirement for enlightenment, but suffering is exactly that which is most avoided. Often, it is hidden from us in the very language which would make it clear that we are suffering and therefore unrecognizable in its magnitude. We cover it up willingly, courage absent, satisfying ourselves with illusions, making do while the better than it was before never comes around as it is imagined. The key then would be to cease imagining, hoping, wishing and expecting, but to disattach and attain courage from the starkness of reality. Good luck with that. There is a reason addictions are so difficult to treat. Aside from the addiction growth industry, reality is not exactly everyone's favorite subject. However, it better move up on the charts, and soon.
More later.
photo: Julian Assange, c. google images
58 comments:
Just wanted to check in.
Great post.
I'm very tired these days. Is it the low-level pollution that is not nearly as bad as in, say, LA or Denver? Or the days spent in a cubicle under fluorescent lights, which wrecks your pineal gland, being bored?
A good friend of mine, a musician and ne'er-do-well who lives in a camper with his wonderful girlfriend, said in reference to my wonderful nephew who is in law school:
The one thing I don't like about that guy is that he'll never give up.
What Jack meant is that he sees my smart nephew as someone who wouldn't quit law school or his career, because although he hates law school and will hate being a lawyer, he'll, well, just never give up, because, well, he's stubborn.
I think he underestimates my nephew, who spent a year in India and has seen suffering, but the charge is an insightful one.
We Americans/Westerners just won't give up because even if that's the rational and obvious thing to do, we're stupidly stubborn.
Sometimes giving up is the way to real revolution. Did Camus say that? We're suffering a plague similar to the one in his book of that name. As things get bleaker and more desperate, we cling to the lies we have lived, because we're stupidly stubborn.
Glad to see you are able to join us again. Define stubborn for me in your own words please. You might find stubborn to be one of those catch all acknowledgments that rose colored glasses keep hidden such as severe shyness and feelings of inadequacy or domestic violence or alcoholism, for example.
Nina, I was writing a reply and then I set it aside when I realized that what we are facing is a context problem. The problem is that the context of our lives has become increasingly defined by a "virtual reality."
Our money, our communications, our laws, loves, health care and so many factors of our lives are now dictated by what happens in the data world of contracts, agreements, communications and entertainments. This is a problem.
The problem is that "real" reality does not give a crap what we think of it. It has it's own demands that cannot be persuaded by rampant talking heads on Fox News or diverted by Lady Gaga's bodysurfing stunt. It accumulates energy and has us on the end of a string.
The nasty bit comes when the energy comes down the string and attaches to us. Then it's time to play 'crack-the-whip.' The further away from real reality you where the nastier that snap is going to be.
Turn on the news. Somebody, somewhere, just got snapped. Moscow, Pakistan, Haiti, NOLA, Deepwater Horizen; all of these are examples of reality intervening and imposing itself over our assumptions. There were always warning signs. Cassandra always came calling before the snap.
I wonder if we ever really learn?
I dont know,but to me all is reality,it depends on what point within ourselves we interpret it from.what vibration
addictions,,smoking is mine since I have given up the weed I seem to be smoking loads of roll ups have tried the other way round I ended up smoking loads of weed instead,I think I need to get that old perseverance out and just knock it on the head once and for all,also I wanted to try and learn to eat from leaves and roots that I would be able to find any where around whilst on the road,anybody got any suggested websites.then I would be able to go anywhere,so if you were to see a weird looking person eating grass and stuff on the side of the road in europe somewhere that would be me,I'm quite friendly though.sorry about getting all selfy their...
gracious peace and love to all of you out there neil
Nina - how perspicacious of you!
What DO I mean by stubborn?
To me, the quintessence of stubborn is/was my mom. (This is sure to get interesting in a Freudian way fast). She stuck with my father until the bitter end. She taught us, or tried to, that darn it, life isn't about "having fun," or enjoying oneself. You have to do your duty, and stick with it. And it was her duty to stick with a man who had some serious issues, to say the least. Once, about ten years ago when she told me that in all seriousness, she could "kill your father," I told her it might be a better idea to leave, rather than go to prison for murder. "You just don't know what I've gone through year after year, " tears, crying, protestations of sacrifice.
Her first husband, a really great guy and high school sweetheart, died a year or less after their marriage, on the operating table. She then married a guy 20 years older who had just one thing to recommend him, from what I can tell: dollars. But no sense.
So, what am I getting at? Silber's latest posts really nailed it. We Americans think that if we are good little boys and girls, and follow the rules, we'll get our rewards. Children stubbornly stick to this belief, despite the evidence, because they are literally dependent on the parents for survival.
But now we're adults.
The state has, over time, infantalized us. Isn't there a form of stubbornness in Peter Pan? And unlike the original Grimm fairy tales, in our Disney Tales, innocence always wins. Our corporate-packaged mythologies teach the wrong (i.e. false) lessons. For example, that those who are down-and-out and suffering are lacking, or deserve it.
Just watched Louis Malle's documentary on Calcutta last night. Filmed the year I was born. wow. The slum-dwellers and their children certainly didn't deserve that life. I couldn't help thinking that our belief that our system is so superior to something like Calcutta is completely unfounded. Our relative prosperity resulted from the windfall of an unexploited (at the time) continent, and then the discovery of the most concentrated and easily used energy source in human history (oil).
*Also, seeing this documentary made me realize how people can and will persevere and survive in conditions that we, in our current fading prosperity, would think are unlivable.
Today, I am thinking that collapse is likely to be more drawn out and protracted than I would have thought last year.
random before-lunch memory.
I remember being about 4 years old, and watching my mom scrubbing the kitchen floor on the weekend, looking at us and saying, "You need to be proud of your floors, boys..."
Why would I remember this?
Should I be proud of my floors?
I am going to go out on a limb and state here and now. The corporations have won. That's not to say we can not opt out of the money economy as you Nina once said to me and that is the only way we can win the fight. As Taoist master stated to argue with reality is to lose. The reality is just that the elites and corporate dingle dangles now control the world as we once knew it however briefly that is in my 55 years.
A brief read if anyone is interested.
http://www.gratefulness.org/readings/bk_noticing.htm
Scrap
Nina,
Thanks and praises for all that brilliant wordsmithing which I find to be a necessary complement to Les' and others' brilliance. Heart-filled, is what it is, and I love it.
And another lovely (zion?) train-scape in Mother's colors.
I think Sean Penn is showing the real courage. He's been running a refugee camp for 50,000 in Haiti, and been on-scene for 5 of the last 6 months.
'Good-bye to all that' immediately reminded me of Mr. Graves, since he turned me on to just about everything. Around '74, including 'White Goddess'. [And we have the same birthday (grin).]
>onelove<
Once again we see where "charities associated with militants" [the bad guys] are aiding the people in Pakistan while the politicos make speeches.
I'm sure the suits will promise billions in relief, but come through with nothin [see Haiti=2%].
"We own the weather."
-respects
"Accentuate the positive" is a conformist slogan. --Herbert Marcuse, Eros & Civilization
According to Hume, little human knowledge can be derived from the deductively certain relations of ideas. Since the causal interactions of physical objects are known to us only as inherently uncertain matters of fact, Hume argued, our belief that they exhibit any necessary connection (however explicable) can never be rationally justified, but must be acknowledged to rest only upon our acquired habits. In similar fashion, Hume argued that we cannot justify our natural beliefs in the reality of the self or the existence of an external world. From all of this, he concluded that a severe (if mitigated) skepticism is the only defensible view of the world.
Pangolin: we are facing is a context problem. The problem is that the context of our lives has become increasingly defined by a "virtual reality."
Our money, our communications, our laws, loves, health care and so many factors of our lives are now dictated by what happens in the data world of contracts, agreements, communicatio ...
I agree, and this is what Charles means when he says derealization. It is also the cursed protagonist in Escape from the Zombie Food Court.
You are familiar with both I'm sure. Links are on the left column, permanently, like your insightful quote.
Publius: Should I be proud of my floors?
That depends on whether your are a chippy or a techie. I can understand how you may be torn, so let me just say genetically you want to be a chippy.
What a wealth of good stuff here--a reference to "Goodbye to All That" (one of the great books on war and much else), Nina's ref. to chippies (nothing like a job well done that lasts 20-100 years, heh), the permanent adolescence of American culture and derealization--a process so subtle that it's difficult to describe--and a lagniappe of Camus and "The Plague"--a novel about disease, fascism and human nature under stress. Great commentary here, thank you all.
Scrap: The reality is just that the elites and corporate dingle dangles now control the world as we once knew it ...
No child left behind Bob. No lamb, no parent, no Hollywood famous, no hobo, no hippie, no chippy, nobody. Yes, they won.
Have you noticed agents of the law are referring to the escapees on the lam as Bonnie and Clyde? Its Dillinger redux out there.
Thanks for the link. Timely.
bho, my reply to you was lost last night, doesn't it irk you when that happens? Heh, as I was saying, I blush. You put me in awesome company. Allow me to return the compliment in triplicate.
Definitely Sean Penn is on the courage train for all the right reasons, for as much as the term has been cheaply applied, there we actually have an example of a real hero. Thanks for bringing his tireless efforts in Haiti to my attention. Would Madonna have gone that far? N. O.
I was all for Wyclef's candidacy until Sean Penn spoke up, now I fear for Wyclef. IF he should be spared, he'll be shuttled out of there into darkest Africa exactly as Father Aristide never to make a stand again on Earthly soil.
scraps nina but what have they won,a reality that can only be massaged by the collection of material things,
and when that dawns on them they will feel like they have lost.
to me nobody won,we're just left in a position where a lot of cleaning up needs to be done...peace neil
Hi Charles, it takes a very tuned in mind to note all the references, and on that note alone there is cause for optimism. I thank YOU for tying it together and stating outright what I've unintentionally glossed over.
This was great: nothing like a job well done that lasts 20-100 years... if everyone thought like that, there would be no derealization. Alas... derealization is a wmd. Bodies everywhere, each with a sad story to tell, most never understanding the power such weaponry exudes.
Nina,
There was a fantastic interview with Sean Penn on DemocNow a few weeks back from Haiti. Don't know if archives are accessible. Maybe a transcript. He was a total straight shooter.
(and there are a few hippies left....btw)
>onelove<
..neil.., look up Miner's Lettuce
and zero in on any sites that go into it. Nature provides many forages. Also you might start reading Ran Prieur's blog regularly, he has a landblog as well and often discusses what edibles he's finding on his little parcel in the wild. You could even get with Publius on his fish traps to flesh out your protein intake. Also, English John should have a lot of knowledge on this subject. I'm thinking in the whole of the UK, you would not be the first or last to opt out.
bolanath, that 2%, or msm figure of 3 -5%, actual Haiti donation monies received really infuriated me too. I went into a real tirade about it last night in my comment that vanished. Tirades you know are forbidden.
The depression was already in full swing last January when those promises were made, there is no excuse other than sheer barbarous, arrogant publicity seeking.
Just passing through. I learned that I am both a chippie AND a hippie today.
Hooray!
Z
..neil.., I agree with you, nobody won anything. Values cannot be won or put over on clueless populations without creating some dread Karma.
bho, I'll check that out, many thanks. He has always been a straight shooter in my book. I recall him explaining the difference between being a performer and an actor. He claimed Nicholas Cage was a performer. Like an organ grinder's monkey ...
Hey Z, always outtasight to know you are around.
Love, nina
cheers for that nina,I have a few books at home I've been collecting,most of them old with drawings of the plant species so all of those photos are great,I have never actually collected what I would need for a meal,prepared it and eaten it,I dont eat fish or meat,think nuts contain protein so ok there.really its for when my son leaves school we are going on a travel see how far we can go..
..peace neil..
Neil I totally agree with you. They haven't taken from me the things i value. But they have commandeered what they value as well as made life for us bad very bad indeed. They have made it difficult for us to make changes too. A good read
http://robertreich.org/post/932556288/confessions-of-a-class-worrier
Also hippies and chippies I love that. I'm down with that as well.
Also the music of the hippies can be found on the boxed set called. "Love is the song we sing, Nuggets of the San Francisco era 1965-1970"
Highly recommended
There is lots of love here at Nina's place and it gets me high.
Scrap
I agree scraps,peace neil
I love it when we veer off into this territory. In 1966, I got to jam with Country Joe and the Fish in the Panhandle. Just me, a nobody little youth and just them, instead of strangers passing in the park, we yanked out the guitars and got down to it. ... 2,3,4, what're we fightin' for ...
Sweet, sweet people. Why doesn't this happen all the time? Have we lost the courage even to jam spontaneously with our fellows? Yes, we have. They could be terrier double agents in disguise.
2,3,4, what're we hiding for?
Go ..neil.., adventure and freedom awaits you and your son. Just check in from time to time to prove the point.
yep nina,
nothing better than a good jam...neil
A jam with Country Joe and the Fish in the Panhandle, circa 1966? Holy moly, I beg for a fuller description of those heady days and your musical stories from that time. We could use a reference to a better time--one that offers us inspiration and nostalgia.
Okay Charles, all good things in time. I'll see if I can't work it in very soon. This is of course contingent upon what events pop up on the radar from our impostor aristocracy. But since you are interested, we'll just make a place for it regardless.
Hi Nina and everybody.
For Neil I would recommend as a good place to start on the subject of wild food is the appropriately named Eat Weeds which concentrates mainly on food that can be found in the UK but might also be of use to other folk.
Cheers for now Nina and all the best to you.
thanks for that john,interesting stuff,I think maybe a course on wild food maybe what I definately need..
charles need to go and read some more over on your site ,sorry havent been over for a while.what you said about nothing better than a job well done that lasts a good number of years,
totaly agree,over the past few years the quality of the building has steadily declined in england
plastic and preformed everything taking over,they seem to have tried to do away with the real skills of the old tradesmen,myself I prefer to work on old buildings georgian victorian or older,wooden windows funny little bits on the fascias,weird cornice's and three tier skirtings,traditional doors knocked up on site,I love all that,
no work at the moment though unless I travel for miles and miles....neil
There are youtube channels for wild food too, if you are able watch youtube. The eatweeds one, which has about 20 videos is here
eatweeds youtubeand the american one, which has 119 videos is hereeat the weeds youtube
Hi John! Thanks for chiming in. Seek and ye shall find, ask and ye shall receive and so forth ... as one artist to another (multi-talented to the extreme) Your timimg is perfect.
..neil.., my observation is that the problems you mention have everything to do with money. Heh, course you knew that. As the global economy grows bleaker, all the good stuff, the time consuming wondrous works of the skilled artisan, are replaced with cheap make-do garbage from the lands of sweatshops which breaks down, doesn't fit, the veneers peel, etc.
So artisans are only valuable to the elite. Isn't that interesting, you end up working (if you're going to work in your trade) for the very people that make it impossible to work anywhere else?
yep nina,cheapness all around unless of course your rich,and one day the real tradesmen will be sorely missed.
thanks again for that info john I really didnt know their was so much info out there.neil
Quote from Robert Graves' essay "Mammon":
"An approved coinage is the jumping-off point for the study of economic and political science; but let us go back farther in ancient history, to the idea of 'barter'; and beyond that to the idea of obligatory gift-exchanges; and beyond that, to the still purer idea of unconditional gift. What we now call 'finance' is, I hold, an intellectual perversion of what began as warm human love."
- from the book "Mammon and the Black Goddess"
respects
Here's another upper for the hippies and the yippies (remember them?). The DVD "The Chicago 10." I bought it used at a grocery store video section. It's also at Netflix. Really great documentary on the rebellion during the 1968 Democratic Convention and the subsequent trial. Boy, what a stark contrast to the way it is today.
The Republican leadership went bonkers over what the hippies were doing. There is still a part of me, despite all the other reasons that one can point towards for the lethargic change in attitudes and behaviors, that says they were jealous (envious, frightened, rigid in thought and action, fundamentalists basically) and determined to snuff the hippies out. A sort of How DARE they! Enter Karl Rove who's map was clear cut after Monicagate and Watergate.
How did they do it? Flooded the urban centers with uncut speed, PCP and heroin and co-opted slogans, art and music into advertisements and consumer products. Denounced the pursuit of spirituality and enlightenment, showcased the murderous effects of their drug flood in the media and promoted a new breed of educators teaching the bankrupting of institutions as far more profitable than actually managing them which produced the leadership we see today - all the while reinforcing American exceptionalism among the burgeoning populations. Suddenly there were lawyers everywhere reinterpreting the entire legal system for the the highest bidders. As the real rule of law collapsed, the weapons and drug trades took off as their lobbyists lawyered up and here we are, corporate personhood and derealization which upended life as we knew it. Now, when a culture is upended, you get what the Native and African Americans got - and still get, which is alcoholism, addictions, domestic violence, incarcerations and high recidivism. This is what the victims of imperialism anywhere receive in return for their resources and genocides by the interventionists.
The problem is one can never go back and undo after so much damage has been done and continues to grow exponentially.
I got a flyer in my mailbox in those days, it had a sort of dogeared copier look with a B&W photo of a mattress with springs ripped out from the cloth, beer cans spread around and a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling, saying "Hippies eat dog food and rancid butter."
yellow and indigo
violet and blue
red orange green
where the humming bird flew
the sound of the rainbow
the notes of sun light
the old flower medicine
that bring all to life
charging the sky
beaming through waves
loving peace gather
scatter through rays
patterns of true living
peace inner roar
stream through the sleeper
with a knock on the door.
..peace..
beautiful AND ominous, thank you ..neil..
Synchronistically, it fits perfectly with an experience that just took place, a hawk, unseen at first, swooped up right from where I was standing outside leaving feathers and down in his wake. The sun caught him soaring.
thanks nina,
I love it when things synchronise and that heart lifts right up and leaves you gobsmacked and bathing in the beauty of the now.no one can ever buy or sell that,thats for sure.
todays picture is sort of synchronised with how I feel today aswell nina.
..peace and love to all..neil
Nina
Jamming with country Joe impresses me, one of my favorites. Half the town I grew up in could play 1 2 3 4. At least they tried. I bought another guitar after 20 years and realized I am worse than I ever was. Even tuning it is a major undertaking.
I sent the wrong youtube link, doing to many things at one time, trying to explain to Veritas what a fan of his I am! LOL
This is the link I meant to send.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ME_NpnH7jDc&feature=player_embedded
Looks like the had another micro nuke in Jakarta!
http://twelfthbough.blogspot.com/2010/08/witness.html
Went spearfishing with Sandy. He rises to shoot fish if the water is right. There are boats to wash and fish to cook. Tourist girls too. He's clearing my paths and sees some sense in my ways, he does not read and his family have never connected to piped water nor electricity. I learn much.
Working with Lignum Vitae, grows wild here. Healing gum and bark, one of the densest woods.
Best to all, turey.
Maybe he can't read, maybe he can't tell you what's going on in Afghanistan, but he can survive by his own hand.
When you get around to building a shelter, he is the man to know, you'll learn to live without plumbing and electricity, which can come later if you're washing enough boats. Meanwhile, think lanterns, big plastic tubs for water carrying/washing and compost
Always nice to hear how its going Dread. Would love a picture or two.
Off topic but if you have an apple computer don't experiment with freeware on the web. I did with a file cleanser and it destroyed the computer. The hard drive will not reprogra, kernel jettisoned, and the computer will not operate with a new hard drive. Word to the wise. I learned the hard way.
I had to go and bring one of my other five apples on line!
One of your other FIVE apples online?
Look at it this way, at least you have plenty of backup.
Ah, Mick, I just heard a more realistic assessment from MSNBC: "79% of the oil in the Gulf remains" and not underwater either. Tarballs were found today. The earlier assessment came completely from BP.
Extraordinary use of lighting and shading, as well as all the color subtlety. How the heck do you do that (grin)? Wow!
Lookin at a couple nice free-jazz sessions goin into the weekend...studio, then outdoors under the trees.
>>onelove<<
Ah, the curse of a blog!
It all keeps circling the drain, but every now & then you just have to say something. And you do, and it's always pertinent and interesting. Even so, life goes ever on - worse for many, better for others.
The World is on a crazy ride, so all that can really be done is to jump to the metaview, and have a good laugh. The status-quo has been revealed as a dark farce. Don't buy in.
Borrowed from the comments page of "Wisdom of the Hands" blog
" It is a tragedy of the first magnitude that millions have ceased to use their hands as hands. Nature has bestowed upon us this great gift which is our hands. If the craze for machinery methods continues, it is highly likely that a time will come when we shall be so incapacitated and weak that we shall begin to curse ourselves for having forgotten the use of the living machines given to us by God... "
—Mahatma Gandhi
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And another one:
Those who are selfless rejoice here and rejoice there; they rejoice wherever they go. They rejoice and delight in the good they have done.
– The Buddha
When we live for others, we’ll find we are less oppressed by the natural changeability of life. Instead of wanting, even demanding, that everything go our way, we’ll feel at peace when everything is going everybody else’s way. In other words, we will be less likely to get discouraged or depressed by the normal ups and downs of life.
And when we are able to function freely in all the varied relationships and vicissitudes of life, we will gradually find an inner certitude that we are equal to every challenge. Then, just because somebody is agitated, we won’t be afraid. Just because someone is unfavorably disposed towards us, we will not get diffident or annoyed. The Buddha says these outward changes of fortune can never affect our joy, which is permanent.
From Words to Live By by Eknath Easwaran | www.easwaran.org
Something there each day to help all of us on the road. Morning meditation Amen
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http://snippits-and-slappits.blogspot.com/2010/08/hitch-hikers-guide-to-western-europe.html
A hitchhiker's guide to Western Europe
Thanks bolanath, I look forward to hearing about your sessions.
Respect.
New post, God is Calling.
Scrappy chipter: I almost responded to your comments today, but got into a time squeeze with a new post. It was that kinda day in general. Let me say it now, your comments are synchronistically EXACTLY what I needed. Even the silent lurkers needed them. We are one, all on this ship together.
many thank yous.
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