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 6 Nov 2004 @ 13:11
"Global Renaturalization"
2004-11-05, 10:02 am (PDT)
I would surmise the hope..... Not for the world
for the world is the world and will go on with or
without us as it has for millions of years but
the hope for humanity and mammality lies somewhere
behind us. True one can never go home but
we are clever and we have developed techniques
of Local Renaturalization.... the key is to extend these
towards a global embrace. Global Renaturalizaton
would be a tremendous undertaking and require
global cooperation but with emerging disciplines
like earth system science, engineering, medicine
and design .... along with global positioning satellites
and the internet and environmental databases
and organic and smart systems technologies
we are moving towards such a senario. True the old
Earth is gone and what we have left is sort of a humptydumpty
piecemeal, juryrigged mirror ball mozaic of sorts but I think much
renaturalization could be accomplished with the human
or mammalian elements and considerations in play and account.
The earth can not be restored to its pristine and original
virgin state true but we can I venture do somethings to counter
destructive trends and habits. Let us do this then learn and practice the displines of renaturalization and apply them on a global scale. The futures welfare depends on it.
Semi-Natural Time: The First Principle
The first principle of Global Renaturalization in consideration of a holistic system would then logically be the concept of semi-natural time ie: time being a semi-fixed and somewhat relative and relational concept.
The essence lies in the nature of the time intervals being somewhat flexible and adaptive. Consider, to give an example, semi-natural time to be in a sense akin to the synthesis or marriage of the hypnotizing african and native rhythms in unison or interplay with the melodious and harmonic verse and melodies of classical music. These elements then forming the basis of the dynamic of Semi- natural time.
Therefore semi-natural time is more or less akin and an underscore much like the varied and dramatic soundtracks and scores of the films and movies. More >
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 5 Nov 2004 @ 17:05
"Global Renaturalization"
11-05-04, 10:02 am (PDT)
I would sumise the hope..... Not for the world
for the world is the world and will go on with or
without us as it has for millions of years but
the hope for humanity and mammality lies somewhere
behind us. True one can never go home but
we are clever and we have developed techniques
of Local Renaturalization.... the key is to extend these
towards a global embrace. Global Renaturalizaton
would be a tremendous undertaking and require
global cooperation but with emerging disciplines
like earth system science, engineering, medicine
and design .... along with global positioning satellites
and the internet and environmental databases
and organic and smart systems technologies
we are moving towards such a senario. True the old
Earth is gone and what we have left is sort of a humptydumpty
piecemeal, juryrigged mirror ball mozaic of sorts but I think much
renaturalization could be accomplished with the human
or mammalian elements and considerations in play and account.
The earth can not be restored to its pristine and original
virgin state true but we can I venture do somethings to counter
destructive trends and habits. Let us do this then learn and practice the displines of renaturalization and apply them on a global scale. The futures welfare depends on it. More >
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5 Nov 2004 @ 14:30
"Maturity Defined"
11-05-04, 07:28 am (PDT)
Maturity Defined
In Summary: The adult with a capacity for true maturity is one who has grown out of childhood experiences without losing childhood's best traits. He has retained the basic emotional strengths of infancy, the stubborn autonomy of "toddlerhood", the capacity for wonder and pleasure and playfulness of the preschool years, the capacity for affiliation and intellectual curiosity of the school years, and the idealism and passion of adolescence. He has incorporated these into a new pattern of simplicity dominated by adult stability, wisdom, knowledge, sensitivity to other people, responsibility, strength, and purposefulness. More >
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 4 Nov 2004 @ 14:47
TOUCHED BY GLORY(A true story)
The year was 1983, in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. I was living in a small house on the outskirts of the city. Strangely enough it was the house our family had lived in, in my first 2 or 3 years of life. It had been relocated from its original place and brought to this place besides the Black Mud Creek.
After a rather uneventful life, I had just gone through a divorce and was working for the government of Altberta. My divorce had so distrubed me that I had sought out professional help, also from the government. I was sort of diagnosed as having had some sort of trauma during the first two years of my life. Eventually it was revealed and remembered by my mother that I had had a convulsion at the age of 2 and had stopped breathing. My father was called and assessed the situation with the aide of a medical book and revived me a short time later by turning me upside down and spanking me. The hospital was called and I was placed under observation. Unfortunately my parent were recent immigrants to Canada and as a result I at that time only spoke German. Memories reveal that at that time I had cried for water and to go home repeatedly but no one could understand or aid me. I cried incessantly until sometime later an old cleaning lady came to my aide explaining to the charge nurse that I needed some water. I suspect the damage was done and had taken its toll. A toll that would effect me throughout my life.
At any rate, after the divorce and my breakdown, I was residing by myself in this small home. One night a friend came over and we listened to music and perhaps got high. Prior to this evening I had been experiencing flashes of red light. They would appear at odd times but usually accompanied with intense emotions and music. I felt somewhat possessed and obsessed with and by them. I had no idea what they meant. I was also experiencing time loss and electrical sensations from
household appliances. It was to say in the least, a highly disturbing time. I would sometimes have visions of myself floating in space above the Earth and looking down upon it.
I because of all this tried to get some time off work but I had exhausted all my leave time and they said, my government employer, that I would need a doctors note to gain further leave. I was under a professionals care at the time at my own expense and asked if he could provide me with that. He seemed to indicate that my situation was adverse but would not provide me with the necessary documentation so in a kind of desperation I felt I had no options left and found it necessary to quit my job and hope for the best. Little did I know what the future held in store.
I think this period was sometime after the death of John Lennon the Beatle yet one night perhaps it was the radio, I had a connection there some how. Anyway much was occurring it seemed on many and every level. Our city hockey team The Edmonton Oilers were battling for the Grey Cup. Hockey fever was in full swing and so it seemed was the cold war. It was a rather stressing and distressing time all around. I guess it was the logical progression of a breakdown and perhaps the final receiving of an uncontested divorce papers, I don't clearly remember but it signaled the end or something. I was finding it too then most difficult to separate thoughts,fantasies and realities from one an other.
My friend had come over that night for what reason I'm not sure. I think he may have been concerned for my welfare. At any rate we were perhaps high or something and then it happened. I was seated in my chair looking south across the living room. I glanced at my friend to the east of me and he seated as well seemed zonked out and preoccupied with staring at the floor. And then it happened the room sort of seemed to dissolve and I appeared to be there but it was like I was in a kind of hazy red fluid.
Everything was melted and I was simply an other melted part of it. It was heaven, timeless spaceless heaven...... the sea of Love..... I was thinking to myself I want to stay here forever or I've been here before. I had been having some thoughts about the womb around that time period ..... Feeling perhaps the Love abundant there....
My songs of the time reflecting this....." Wheres my Love"... a line from one and....
"Cinderelli where are you"..... " and it could be poetry in time if the lovers kept singing"......... and "Sunlo begone"..... a fantasy of a dragon that I was trying to slay or chase away from the children of the world who seemed in danger. Well we were all in danger it was the cold war afterall.
Here I floated in this sea of Love or heaven and then something or someone appeared there and ahead to the southeast of my chair..... I was a presence a personage of some sort that I recalled it seemed from somewhere before because I said "YOU" silently to myself..... and "knew" this but didn't know or understand it. This glowing red light hovered for a while there about 4 feet away and then came over to me and passed its hand or something through me where my heart was and where incidentally I had spilled a pot of boiling water on me at the age of
four.
Somehow there appeared to be some kind of exchange of information or something and just as suddenly it seemed it and the sea disappeared and I was left
sitting there with the worst splitting headache. I looked east to my friend and he was still zonked staring at the floor. I abruptly said I had to go to bed and left because it was all to much somehow.
As much as I have thought about it over the years I have been unable to make sense of it . What or who was this red light that hovered at heart level above the ground. How or what had it done to me by touching me. The touch was like a certainty of something..... death perhaps. I felt that that touch should have killed me but I lived if you can call it that somehow. I struggled endlessly to identify and sort out that night until I just had to let go of it because it haunted and possessed me so over the years. I dared not tell anyone perhaps only one or two because it was too real or at least so real that I felt I could not deny it. Yet I had to come to deny it myself because it was or seemed so creditless somehow. Certainly it would have been considered crazy talk or such. So over the years the memory has diminished and the quest left unanswered. Yet just recently I read a passage about "GLORY" and a kind of certainty came over me. A ringing true of what it was.
I then on that night of spring of 1983 had witnessed and been touched by Glory.
Ed
Nov 4 2004
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