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26 Sep 2004 @ 00:07, by skookum. Ideas, Creativity
Gather ye Nuts While ye May
By Marissa A Spencer
In the crisp autumn morning you can hear the soft crinkling of falling leaves and the occasional thud of ripened acorns. During my daily walk amongst the trees my path brought me before a harried squirrel. More >
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 21 Sep 2004 @ 07:10, by tochtli. Ideas, Creativity
did i just see your face? More >
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18 Sep 2004 @ 04:21, by skookum. Ideas, Creativity
Precarious Perch
My morning walk was a bit brief today. I had not put on the proper shoes; nonetheless, I walked into the courtyard behind my work. The stream was still foaming here and there and bubbling appropriately. I stepped along the path over the bridge and to the tall oaks lining the walkway. I stopped abruptly, struck by the sight before me. More >
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12 Sep 2004 @ 05:14, by skookum. Ideas, Creativity
Perhaps
Perhaps there are no words
No feelings sublime enough More >
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5 Sep 2004 @ 08:21, by skookum. Ideas, Creativity
Look unto the Stars
I heard your heart a-whispering
In the sighing breeze
No turn or twist along the path
Would bring you close to me More >
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2 Sep 2004 @ 17:12, by ov. Ideas, Creativity
enron hesitation on an end run and too late
if press house pets turn into feral hyienas
barking at barbarian pounding down the gate
multiple coverups play out political arenas
fools peekaboo and poke persuasive rhetoric
at the naked president whereas the big dick
and kenny boy are artfully dodging subpoena
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 1 Sep 2004 @ 20:18, by centrifuge. Ideas, Creativity
As previously described in "The Ethno Electro Sound Centrifuge" I'm putting together a demo CD for a local radio station.
Something very interesting has happened in the process. Each time I think I have something good to give them, a contrary idea pops into my head, and I'm compelled to re-do the whole thing. It's frustrating and it's wasting time.
The fundamental aspect of the conflict seems to be a battle between Ego and Higher Self. My original intention was to convey inspiration to the community. Ego steps in and I want to be liked by as many people as possible, thinking that would be success. So the CD is done and re-done.
I've recently been inspired a bit by Matthew Fox's "Techno Cosmic Mass" [link]and feel like the concept is somewhat close to my original idea. To be successful in accordance with my original intent, others would be inspired the way I have.
Ultimately, the radio show would become sort of a ritual, both for me, as well as those who would listen to it. The format of Fox's Mass includes a "via negativa, via positiva, and via transformativa" (or something like that). Sounds much like my own idea.
The content would include music, sampled spoken word, me reading from sacred texts, and a whole slew of other material. The point would be to tap into the individual's current condition, release the mental block holding their pressure inside, and take them to a higher consciousness. To do this without addressing the impending catastrophic collapse of our social structure would be moot. Therefor, It would be about unlearning, challenging, and inspiring the community at the level of the individual.
Here I stand on the brink of this commitment, not completely sure of myself, but feeling called to do it at the same time.
I would be grateful for your feedback, because much of my inspiration also comes from this community (NCN).
~Jason
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 31 Aug 2004 @ 23:20, by jewel. Ideas, Creativity
My darling star-root sister Letecia reminds me of my old epic poems and I dare say, 6 years later, in Avalon, an alchemical marriage that brought the deepest transcendental light of Soul, and the darkest despair of manic depression.. now changing forms... with a new business being birthed out of the entire energy of Love through the ages -- Aphrodite continues to shine on. and the Mysteries of this Ever Ever Apple Isle... are indeed, Hers. Can't believe I wrote this then, and am Knowing still, discovering Still, yet still still yet... exactly what This Means... That:
8/21/98 NEW MOON INTO SOUL-ECLIPSE
Wanderings.
Total neuroses.
I ponder Her Mystery
Again
from my place of Rest.
Continuances allowing
broader,
more
expansive
sighs
into the in-between
Spaces
of all
of my
Love.
Did you create this
absolute polarity
only for my
amusement,
in body -
you are the Muse,
She of all Design. More >
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30 Aug 2004 @ 12:05, by namakando. Ideas, Creativity
The Age of High-Tech sports is definately here,'no one can halt its march it is as inexonerable as the very passage of time. More >
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 25 Aug 2004 @ 12:42, by jazzolog. Ideas, Creativity
If we were not already Buddha, we could not bow to the Buddha. When the Buddha receives our bow, we become one with him. At that very moment the practice of the bow is actualized. The Buddha does not force the practice of the bow upon us, but that which has been offered is brought back to us.
---Dainin Katagiri
Silence is as deep as Eternity; speech as shallow as Time.
---Thomas Carlyle
Those who believe they have plenty of time get ready only at the time of death. Then they are ravaged by regret. But isn't it far too late?
---Padmasambhava
For over 40 years I have honored my teacher, mentor, and friend, John Tagliabue. More recently he has retired from work at Bates College in Maine, relocated with his lovely wife Grace to Rhode Island, and encouraged me to distribute his recent poems on the Internet. He doesn't use computers himself, and a couple years ago wrote an elegy to his manual typewriter. When we returned from Canada yesterday, a small envelope of poems were waiting. I think I'd better get them to you right away.
The photo is of John last year at Bates with 2 students who just won the first John Tagliabue Prize For Creative Writing. [link] More >
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