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Homeschooling

April 12, 2013

I read the prompts having made decisions with my heart
accounting intellect
conscious
that the analogies in this context are all too exotically common.
mangos, retreats, straw hats, promo posters,
chihuahuas, lack of education, disbelief, belief.

Here I am still prompted by others searching over a huge distance.
My language has not changed that much.
It is rehearsed,and new characters slowly slide their way
into a record of personal symbology.
and I am still prompted by those
who know how to speak my original tongue,
who speak up over a huge distance.
It will never be spelled out in front of me, in front of you.
Mirages are everywhere.
It is in the heart (haaaaaaaaaah)
the truth, that can be known when the voice,
the words, source from there
with sadness and longing.
They are the guides because their immeasurable shapes start inside.

Writing returns to the same topics,
drawings keep
being made to show new things.
The things our mothers and grandmothers
and fathers and brothers never spoke of.
Die before they dare tell us.
Before they even know ancestry doesn’t need a story
is that your make up sweating off?
It is what is carried through the tropics,
the desert, the meadows, the mountains –
For us on the same disparate mission –
we are the ones now responsible.
The curious, bold, silent actors
responding to meetings with those who say :
” You are not a predator, no, you are not prey.
You live how you breathe and you breathe how you live.
You are a teacher. ”

And you put aside those who are kept imprisoned
by the bad teachings of others black hearts.
Toxifying your own to see what its all about.
That place others speaks from
to the so many that think they must bother to give them heed.
You must not.
You already laid a trail.  You must follow that.
The breadcrumbs, the quench of stones.
The gems of light you, every so often, will be blinded by in your rear view mirror.
The colored rocks you see through the settling dust ahead in your windshield.

Don’t mis-identify those pieces that get hacked off, are left for dead on the ground.
You could found them as yours, pick up, take care.
They will purify the black of the heart,
the blocks
in in-operative elements so vital for a continuous high functioning example.

It is all not to forget.
We already have been the cat on too high an edge
misplacing the memory of a broken spine.
The women recommending, drink your own urine to reduce swelling
and raise immunity.
The musician beating a lullabye.
and the child who got lost because someone who can
chooses not to.

If you can remember, the green will feed you, the water will hold you and you will know what is good, sad and long.

I do not know the answers, there is nothing to believe. i just lay in the sun, shedding slowly, ignoring taboos to learn more discipline.

Define: Control

Compare: Mirage to Illusion

Explain: How to build and maintain health.

Make a Map : Of what you know by heart.

Bonus* In your own terms write an elaborate description (without too many frilly adjectives) on how one’s health relates to one’s home.


Snakes as Newscasters — Jeremy Narby

March 23, 2013

     “In my opinion, this is a typical example of a reductionist, illogical, and inexact answer.  Do people really venerate what they fear most? Do people suffering from phobia of spiders, for instance, decorate their clothes with images of spiders, saying, “We venerate these animals because we find them repulsive”? Hardly,  Therefore, I doubt that Siberian shamans embellish their costumes with a great number of ribbons representing serpents simply because they suffer from a phobia of these reptiles.  Besides, most of the serpents found in the costumes of Siberian shamans do not represent real animals, but snakes with two tails.  In a great number of creation myths, the serpent that plays the main part is not a real reptile; it is a cosmic serpent and often has two heads, two feet, or two wings or is so big that it wraps around the earth.  Furthermore, venerated serpents are often nonvenomous.  in the Amazon, the nonvenomous snakes such as anacondas and boas are the ones that people consider sacred, like the cosmic anaconda Ronin.  There is no lack of aggressive and deadly snakes with devastating venom in the Amazon, such as the bushmaster and the fer-de-lance, which are an everyday threat to life – and yet, they are never worshiped. 18

The answer, for me, lies elsewhere — which does not mean that primates do not suffer from an instinctive, or even a “programmed,” fear of snakes.  My answer is speculative, but could not be more restricted than the generally accepted theory of venom phobia.  It is that the global network of DNA-based life emits ultra-weak radio waves, which are currently at the limits of measurement, but which we can nonetheless perceive in states of defocalization, such as hallucinations and dreams.  As the aperiodic crystal of DNA is shaped like two entwined serpents, two ribbons, a twisted ladder, a cord, or a vine, we see in our trances serpents, ladders, cords, vines, trees, spirals, crystals, and so on.  Because DNA is a master of transformation, we also see jaguars, caymans, bulls, or any other living being.  But the favorite newscasters on DNA-TV seem unquestionably to be enormous, fluorescent serpents.

This leads me to suspect that the cosmic serpent is narcissistic — or, at least, obsessed with its own reproduction, even in imagery.”

Chapter 8 Through the Eyes of an Ant p.115-116

” During my readings, I learned wih astonishment that the wavelength at which DNA emits these photons corresponds exactly to the narrow band of visible light: “Its spectral distribution ranges at least from infrared (at about 900 nanometers) to ultraviolet (up to about 200 nanometers).”22

This was a serious trail, but I did not know how to follow it.  There was no proof that the light emitted by DNA was wha shamans saw in their visions.  Furthermore, there was a fundamental aspect of this photon emission that I could not grasp.  According to the researchers who measured it, its weakness is such that it corresponds “to the intensity of a candle at a distance of about 10 kilometers,” but it has “a surprisingly high degree of coherence, as compared to that of technical fields (laser).”23  How could an ultra-weak signal be highly coherent?  How could a distant candle be compared to a “laser”?

After thinking about it at length, I came to understand that the coherence of biophotons depended not so much on the intensity of their output as on its regularity.  In a coherent source of light, the quantity of photons emitted may vary, but the emission intervals remain constant.

DNA emits photons with such regularity that researchers compare the phenomenon to an “ultra-weak laser.”  I could understand that much, bu still could not see what it implied for my investigation.  I turned to my scientific journalist friend, who explained it immediately: “A coherent source of light, like a laser, gives the sensation of bright colors, a luminescence, and an impression of holographic depth.”24

Chapter 9 Receptors and Transmitters p 126-127

The rational approach starts from the idea that everything is explainable and that mysery is in some sense the enemy.  This means that it prefers pejorative, and even wrong, answers to admitting its own lack of understanding.

The molecular biology that considers that 97 percent of the DNA in our body is “junk” reveals not only its degree of ignorance, but the extent to which it is prepared to belittle the unknown.  Some recent hypotheses suggest that “junk DNA” might have certain functions after all. 14 But this does not hide the pejorative reflex: We don’t understand, so we shoot first, then ask questions.  This is cowboy science, and it is not as objective as it claims.  Neutrality, or simple honesty, would have consisted in saying ” for the moment, we do not know.” It would have been just as easy to call it mystery DNA, for instance.

The problem is not having presuppositions, but failing to make them explicit.  If biology said about the intentionality that nature seems to manifest at all levels, “we see it sometimes, but cannot discuss it without ceasing to do science according to our own criteria, “things would at least be clear.  But biology tends to project its presuppositions onto the reality it observes, claiming that nature itself is devoid of intention.

This is perhaps one of the most important things I learned during this investigation: We see what we believe, and not just the contrary; and to change what we see, it is sometimes necessary to change what we believe.

Chapter 10 Biology’s Blindspot p139-140

14.  According to several recent studies, non-coding DNA might actually play a structural role and display the characteristics of a language, the meaning of which remains to be determined.  See Flam (1994), Pennisi (1994), and Moore (1996).

18.  Drummond (1981), one of hte rare critics of Mundkur’s theory, writes: “Mundkur finds that the relevant empirical feature is its venom: ‘The serpent, in my view, has provoked veneration primarily through the power of its venom.’ In making this generalization, he apparently forgets the several examples of venerated but nonvenomous serpents (i.e., boas and pythons) cited in his useful survey of the ‘serpent cult.’  Indeed, it would be difficult to make sense of ‘The Serpent’s Children’ and other Amazonian anaconda myths in an ethnographic context where the fer-de-lance and bushmaster are an everyday threat to life” (p.643).  Meanwhile, Eliade (1964) writes about the costume of the Altaic shaman: ” A quantity of ribbons and kerchiefs sewn to its frock represent snakes, some of them being shaped into snakes’ heads with two eyes and open jaws.  The tails of the larger snakes are forked and sometimes three snakes have only one head.  It is said that a wealthy shaman should have 1,070 snakes on his costume” (p 152)
22.  Popp (1986, p. 207)
23.  Popp (1986, pp. 209, 207).  See also POpp, Gu and Li (1994) regarding the coherence in biophoton emission.
24.  Suren Erkman, personal communication, 1995.

The Cosmic Serpent — DNA — and the Origins of Knowledge.

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Rilke

March 5, 2013
It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our astonished emotions living. Because we are alone with the unfamiliar presence that has entered us; because everything we trust and are used to is for a moment taken away from us; because we stand in the midst of a transition where we may not remain standing. – R. M. Rilke
 
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If you don’t mind, go through the dark (and other old directives)

February 27, 2013

BLOW UP! EXPLODE
(write Bronwen)

AW, SICK!
(Parker is a teenager)

FEEL THE CURRENT
(Fish out of water)

CLIMB OUT OF YOUR HOLE!
(House)

DRAG AND DROP
(Paste + Mend)

BREAK THRU
(Old to new)

CONCEDED POINTS
(now i get it)

RE-TURNING AND MOVING ON
(backing away, turn to leave)

CHANGING FIELDS/CROSSING TERRITORIES
(get a new job – find a good job)

home, home on the range
(travel)

COAST’S CLEAR
(obstacles decrease)

COVER THE HOLE
(abstinence, patch it up)

DOGS, HALOS, ARCS
(Heta, Cam, spiritually connected)

NO STRAIGHTAWAY
(Beware the crooks)

Speakerphone on the street
everyone can hear,
the whole world is watching
traffic covers it up
distance is necessary to cover
(Familiarize)

ENOUGH TIME PAST
LET US BEGIN NOW!
(start a new project)

MELON ENWRAPPED IN WILLOW
(Fridah Kahlo, life jackets)

RIBBIT, HICCUP, SNIFFLE, DROP IT
(let it out, put it down)

MAKING RESCUE
(Remedies, find allies)

HERE’S TO RECIPROCITY. LAYING LOW. SHAPES ARE GOOD
(give and take, be gentle with yourself and others)

THAT MARK SHOULD GLOW IN THE DARK TOO
(give more light)

HEART-WRENCHING
Surrender
determination
Surrender
determination
(Open your heart, let out whats in there, hang on)

ENDEARMENT OF RESTRAINT
(be diligent + disciplined)

MORE SILENT STARING INTO YOUR ABYSS
(know what you see when its dark)


no. 23

January 28, 2013

MORE SILENT STARING INTO YOUR ABYSS


New Year – First Aid Kit

January 4, 2013


no.22

December 21, 2012

ENDEARMENT OF RESTRAINT


for an Eel

December 9, 2012

He left her on the side of the road

Outside of salvation, the second time around

As a matter of fact, the times don’t count

Since all of the meaningful things happen so quickly.

in spite of everything, whether we have been dropped or picked up

Is hard to separate.

so far duality is indissoluble

Still she kissed another before

On a stomach full of apple slices

Chopped up by a statue

Guilty of having a heart.

This statue is one of considerable weight,

This holds the separate parts down.

And while the pressure grows he leans in and whispers:

“She deserves better, we all deserve better,”

And it is a song transposed

I comfort my insides with as we move along

Doing our own repairs, not without feedback

Since the statue holding us

Has monumentally rubbed off on each side

And we are all —

Fuzzily at first,

And eventually, when we realize what we are made of –

Perfectly receptive to each other.

(The Guilt gives way to Love)

And you act one part statue, one part shepard, one part witness to me growing.

As I see you don’t ask me to trust you

Or get down on the level

To show me there’s no consenting to get each other’s back

There are purely warm fires –

An example of duality comforting and ravaging –

With ears and ears, and feet to dance, fingers to fly by

And forget the time the friend stole the sweetheart

From you, from me, from himself!

where does trust hide when everyone steals

from each other, from unknowns

Short circuiting goodness graciousness

Great balls of fire!

there are more scandalous things than having a child

By someone you are learning to love.

Isn’t the right thing as plain as day?

How do I get the sun to shine in a lover’s world who claims to prefer the night?

I ask them to put their hands down

There

To do good

But all I get is nothing,

A Christmas song,

And a man who says he will only hug me if I do it his way.

Then he says he is not a man,

But I still should do it the way he wants,

Childishly

I make a map to go my way

Disguised as his way

Because it is too fearsome to make a way that may make ugly babies.


Ganga White

November 17, 2012

“What if religion was each other?
If our practice was our life?
If prayer was our words?
What if the Temple was the Earth?
If forests were our church?

If holy water—the rivers, lakes and oceans?
What if meditation was our relationships?
If the Teacher was life?
If wisdom was self-knowledge?
If love was the center of our being


Properly used, …

October 6, 2012

Properly used, danger can have an important meaning as a protective measure. Thus heaven has its perilous height protecting it against every attempt at invasion, and earth has its mountains and bodies of water, separating countries by their dangers. Thus also rulers make use of danger to protect themselves against attacks from without and against turmoil within.

My questioning returned 46  SHENG
PUSHING UPWARD
ACENDING
the transformed hexagram with changing third and fifth line switched this to:
The Abysmal repeated.
If you are sincere, you have success in your heart,
And whatever you do succeeds.

 


Water flows on uninterruptedly and reaches its goal:
The image of the Abysmal repeated.
Thus the superior man walks in lasting virtue
And carries on the business of teaching.

Water reaches its goal by flowing continually. It fills up every depression before it flows on. The superior man follows its example; he is concerned that goodness should be an established attribute of character rather than an accidental and isolated occurrence. So likewise in teaching others everything depends on consistency, for it is only through repetition that the pupil makes the material his own.

Six in the third place means:
Forward and backward, abyss on abyss.
In danger like this, pause at first and wait,
Otherwise you will fall into a pit in the abyss.
Do not act this way
Here every step, forward or backward, leads into danger. Escape is out of the question. Therefore we must not be misled into action, as a result of which we should only bog down deeper in the danger; disagreeable as it may be to remain in such a situation, we must wait until a way out shows itself.

Nine in the fifth place means:
The abyss is not filled to overflowing,
It is filled only to the rim.
No blame.
Danger comes because one is too ambitious. In order to flow out of a ravine, water does not rise higher than the lowest point of the rim. So likewise a man when in danger has only to proceed along the line of least resistance; thus he reaches the goal. Great labors cannot be accomplished in such times; it is enough to get out of the danger.

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no. 21

October 2, 2012

HEART – WRENCHING
surrender
determination
surrender
determination


Scabs, Blessings, Sutures, Diamonds, Deities

September 30, 2012

lost my sacred heart on the island.  again it has come off without even asking. i wonder if its laying on the ground or in somebodies pocket held between separate shows.


Death by Sugar + Montaigne

July 17, 2012

“Premeditation of death is premeditation of freedom.  He who has learned how to die has unlearned how to be a slave.  Knowing how to die frees us from all subjection and constraint. . . He who would teach men to die would teach them to live. ”    – Montaigne


Rabbit wHole lotta nothing but silence towards others through time.

June 22, 2012

nothing but silence towards others through time.
you are too

late.

the Fox tale is ours.

nothing is yours.
because you only want what you think is yours
which was never yours
even if you are loved, or do love,
even if you think it will stay.
Beware what you think is yours.
take this to heart, as i do,
you too will pass away.

and beer and smokes
and more women will always
be in play.

unless someone sells out to Jesus.

shhh no one likes to talk about the undone things.
it’s mostly irrelevant
except to the speakerbox on the corner shouting all day long, the truth.

the incredible nature of the invisible, is that it never disappears.
it lingers forever.
acknowledging the pass, the new deal.
more players at the table.
hello to the ghost at your side, the form i begin to outline at twighlight
the best time of day.
re-appearance of the dearest parts of my world. the rarest illusions closest to my heart.
what could not stay at my side, but is at my side always.
i see it now.
as the darkness sets in.
and not everyone sees what now only glows in the dark.

i shift my hips, from one to the other, depending.

i have no fear.
throwing the drink out, the sink out, the bathwater, alone.

i wait for the glimmer to re-appear.

someday my babies will be blue,

and reflect all of this sky.