Saturday, May 17, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
election time
as i was talking about american politics with an australian friend of mine today i realized that i don't really know that much about the candidates and their positions on current issues. i wanted to know more but felt like it might be really overwhelming trying to learn all this information but was refered to a really good website. it gives a brief overview of many of the important issues, just a quick summary of each candidates position.
i know that many of you are very informed on this topic but i just thought i'd post this link for anyone who isn't so informed and wants to know a little more about where clinton, obama, and mccain stand. we'll all be voting soon and its important to know what you're voting for.
http://uspolitics.america.gov/uspolitics/elections/issues.html
i know that many of you are very informed on this topic but i just thought i'd post this link for anyone who isn't so informed and wants to know a little more about where clinton, obama, and mccain stand. we'll all be voting soon and its important to know what you're voting for.
http://uspolitics.america.gov/uspolitics/elections/issues.html
EDIT from PP: or you can go to this website and decide your own ideas. after the 2 step quiz it tells you who you align to.... i am 92% nader btw
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The Law (karma)
The sun may be clouded, yet ever the sun
Will sweep on its course till the cycle is run.
And when into chaos the systems are hurled
Again shall the Builder re-shape a new world.
Your path may be clouded, uncertain your goal;
Move on, for the orbit is fixed in your soul.
And though it may lead into darkness of night,
The torch of the Builder shall give it new light.
You were and you shall be, know this while you are;
Your spirit has travelled both long and afar.
It came from the Source, to the Source it returns;
The spark that was lighted eternally burns.
It slept in a jewel, it leaped in a wave,
It roamed in the forest, it rose from the grave.
It took on strange garbs for long aeons of years,
And NOW as the soul of YOURSELF it appears.
From body to body your spirit speeds on,
It seeks a new form when the old one is gone.
And the FORM that it finds, is the fabric you wrought
On the loom of the mind with the fibre of thought.
As dew is drawn upward, in rain to descend,
Your thoughts drift away and in destiny blend.
You cannot escape them; for petty, or great,
Or evil, or noble, they fashion your fate.
Somewhere, on some planet, some time and somehow,
Your life will reflect all the thoughts of your now,
The LAW is unerring; no blood can atone;
The structure you rear you must live in alone.
From cycle to cycle, through time and through space,
Your lives with your longings will ever keep pace,
And all that you ask for, and all you desire,
Must come at your bidding as flames out of fire.
You are your own devil, you are your own God.
You fashioned the paths your footsteps have trod.
And no one can save you from error or sin.
Until you shall hark to the spirit within.
One list to that voice, and all tumult is done
Your life is the life of the infinite one
In the hurrying race you are conscious of pause,
With love for the purpose, and love for the cause.
--anonymous
willful eyes
Perhaps you are used to thinking about your eyes as a doorway that lets light and
vision into your mind? Through them we absorb images that tell us what is happening in
the world around us. We usually think of sight as a passive experience, like watching a
movie.
When a scientist observes his experiment, however, quantum mechanics tells us that
it is not entirely a passive process. Her observation will, subtly or grossly, affect the process
that she is observing, will influence the outcome of the experiment. This influence is not simply
selective observation, the mind filtering its inputs (which happens all the time), but is such that
the events themselves are altered by the observations process.
Remember the experience of riding as a passenger in an automobile with a driver who you
didn't fully trust? Perhaps they are angry, or tired, or for some other reason aren't giving the road
their full attention. You may have noticed yourself trying to make up for their lack of attention by
increasing your own, leaning into the curves, breaking with your feet, or perhaps you have found
yourself willing the car around the curves or to break at a light? Now your eyes are actively trying
to manage the world around you, to create your experience, manifest a positive outcome.
In fact, we often use our eyes to create what we see, to will our life into existence, either
literally or figuratively, in our imaginations.
vision into your mind? Through them we absorb images that tell us what is happening in
the world around us. We usually think of sight as a passive experience, like watching a
movie.
When a scientist observes his experiment, however, quantum mechanics tells us that
it is not entirely a passive process. Her observation will, subtly or grossly, affect the process
that she is observing, will influence the outcome of the experiment. This influence is not simply
selective observation, the mind filtering its inputs (which happens all the time), but is such that
the events themselves are altered by the observations process.
Remember the experience of riding as a passenger in an automobile with a driver who you
didn't fully trust? Perhaps they are angry, or tired, or for some other reason aren't giving the road
their full attention. You may have noticed yourself trying to make up for their lack of attention by
increasing your own, leaning into the curves, breaking with your feet, or perhaps you have found
yourself willing the car around the curves or to break at a light? Now your eyes are actively trying
to manage the world around you, to create your experience, manifest a positive outcome.
In fact, we often use our eyes to create what we see, to will our life into existence, either
literally or figuratively, in our imaginations.
Sing Along
Yeasayer
I can't sleep when I think about the times we're living in,
I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into,
Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning,
With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do.
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
In 2080
I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead,
Never look ahead
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's the first spring,
So let's sing.
And the moon shines bright
On the water tonight
So we won't drown
In the summer sound.
If you find me I'll be sitting by the water fountain,
Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown it's Monday morning
But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright,
Cause in no time, They'll be gone I guess I'll still be standing here.
Yeah Yeah we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,
Yeah you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us.
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Sing, Dance, Dazzle and Yawp
Quotes that resonate with my being on this, the last day of my Rat Race.....
Alan Watts
From "Coincidence of Opposites"
"In music, though, one doesn't make the end of a composition. The point of the composition is not to get to the end of the composition. If that were so the best composers would be the ones that got to the end the fastest. And there would be composers who only wrote finales. People would go to the concert just to hear one crashing chord. Cause that's the end. Same as dancing. You don't aim at a particular spot in the room where you should arrive. The whole point of dancing is the dance.
But we don't see that as something brought on by our education in our everyday conduct. We've got a system of schooling which gives a completely different impression. It's all graded. And what we do is we put the child into the corridor of this grade system. And then you start off kindergarten, and that's a great thing because you get into first grade. And then common, first grade leads into second grade and so on, and then you get out of grade school and you've got high school. And its revving up. The thing is coming. Then you've got to go to college, and hopefully you go to graduate school. And when you're through with graduate school you go out to join the world. And then you get into some racket where you're selling insurance. And they've got that quota to make and you've gotta make that. And all that time the thing is coming. Its coming, that great thing, that success you've been working for. Then one day you wake up about 40 years old and you say, "my god, I've arrived! I'm there!" And you don't feel very different from what you always felt. And there's a slight let down because you feel it was a hoax. And it was a hoax, a dreadful hoax. They made you miss everything. By expectation there are the people who lived to retire, and put those savings away. And then when they're sixty five they don't have any energy left. It feels like we've cheated ourselves the whole way down the line. We thought of life by analogy with a journey, with a pilgrimage which had a serious purpose at the end. And the thing was, to get to that end, success, or whatever it is, or maybe heaven after your dead. But we missed the whole point all the way along. It was a musical thing, and you were supposed to sing...or to dance while the music was being played."
Walt Whitman
From "Leaves of Grass"
Long enough have you dreamed contemptible dreams,
Now I wash the Gum from your eyes,
You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and
of every moment of your life.
Long have you timidly waded, holding a plank by the
shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, and rise again and
nod to me and shout, and laughingly dash with your
hair.
....
Why should I wish to see God better that this day?
I see something of God in each hour of the twenty-four, and
each moment then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own
face in the glass;
I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every
one is signed by God's name,
And I leave them where they are, for I know that others
will punctually come forever and ever.
....
I too am not a bit tamed....I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric yawp of the roofs of the world.
Alan Watts
From "Coincidence of Opposites"
"In music, though, one doesn't make the end of a composition. The point of the composition is not to get to the end of the composition. If that were so the best composers would be the ones that got to the end the fastest. And there would be composers who only wrote finales. People would go to the concert just to hear one crashing chord. Cause that's the end. Same as dancing. You don't aim at a particular spot in the room where you should arrive. The whole point of dancing is the dance.
But we don't see that as something brought on by our education in our everyday conduct. We've got a system of schooling which gives a completely different impression. It's all graded. And what we do is we put the child into the corridor of this grade system. And then you start off kindergarten, and that's a great thing because you get into first grade. And then common, first grade leads into second grade and so on, and then you get out of grade school and you've got high school. And its revving up. The thing is coming. Then you've got to go to college, and hopefully you go to graduate school. And when you're through with graduate school you go out to join the world. And then you get into some racket where you're selling insurance. And they've got that quota to make and you've gotta make that. And all that time the thing is coming. Its coming, that great thing, that success you've been working for. Then one day you wake up about 40 years old and you say, "my god, I've arrived! I'm there!" And you don't feel very different from what you always felt. And there's a slight let down because you feel it was a hoax. And it was a hoax, a dreadful hoax. They made you miss everything. By expectation there are the people who lived to retire, and put those savings away. And then when they're sixty five they don't have any energy left. It feels like we've cheated ourselves the whole way down the line. We thought of life by analogy with a journey, with a pilgrimage which had a serious purpose at the end. And the thing was, to get to that end, success, or whatever it is, or maybe heaven after your dead. But we missed the whole point all the way along. It was a musical thing, and you were supposed to sing...or to dance while the music was being played."
Walt Whitman
From "Leaves of Grass"
Long enough have you dreamed contemptible dreams,
Now I wash the Gum from your eyes,
You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and
of every moment of your life.
Long have you timidly waded, holding a plank by the
shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, and rise again and
nod to me and shout, and laughingly dash with your
hair.
....
Why should I wish to see God better that this day?
I see something of God in each hour of the twenty-four, and
each moment then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own
face in the glass;
I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every
one is signed by God's name,
And I leave them where they are, for I know that others
will punctually come forever and ever.
....
I too am not a bit tamed....I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric yawp of the roofs of the world.
Monday, May 12, 2008
medical mary J
obama does not go so far as to say that federal policy will be totally amended to allow all states to have the right to medicinal marijuana, but he seems to pledge that states in which it is allowed (like colorado and california) patients and doctors will not be subject to federal crimes as they are now. thats a pretty huge step in the right direction, in my opinion....
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Shpongle
In the spirit of what was last weekend...
Shpongle Live @ Camp Bisco
http://www.sendspace.com/file/dc2inb
Shpongle Live @ Camp Bisco
http://www.sendspace.com/file/dc2inb
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Head Count Allstars
For anyone interested in some bisco phish cover nonsense at an award show...
http://www.sendspace.com/file/auywh9
http://www.sendspace.com/file/auywh9
KBFR was an internationally known underground/unlicensed radio station based in Boulder, CO. called KBFR (K, because that's what you use if you're West of the Mississippi river, and B.oulder F.ree R.adio... KBFR). After a brief revival in 2006, and another in 2007, a new generation of 'radio pirates' is continuing the tradition in 2008. For more info go to: HERE
also: HERE
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