Rewiring the System


Mindfulness Then What


Here I am going out, yet again. This evening I am attending an event at the HUB in San Francisco, a genuine hub of trending Geekdom. Or I am standing in the anti room of a conference hall, or in the lobby of an auditorium, or at a coffee shop, and I hear people talking about Mindfulness! This arrives in many emails I get from such different groups, from Cosmology, science, politics, Artists, The Singularity, coders, foodies and friends about mindfulness. Being Mindful is the buzz word ‘of the day.’

It Is A Trip!

The ‘trip’ seems to be defined as: I have lost myself in a whirlwind and can’t remember who, where, or why I AM.

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Mindfulness, or the process to remember where you are and what you are doing, thinking, feeling is putting the skin in the game. It is the beginning of being present in space at the intersection of the habit of time.

Hug This Emotion!


Yea, Reach out and hug my thoughts as I unload them on to this space.
I am wondering about the levels of our shared imagined material world… Material, If everything is material how can I live in the flow of particles which demand that I am kind to myself?
So I understand the things I can see, touch, and hug. I believe in the world of thought since childhood. I had a drawing of a bit of space with wings and the heading: Thoughts Have Wings. I know that emotions are as real as my toes even though I cannot reach out and grab an emotion.
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Mother Of The World
I know that the thoughts I have as I go through life, as I drive in traffic, as I dance down the aisles of my well stocked grocery store move my body, mind and heart. I can feel the pitter patter when I see a dear friend approach. I shrink from confrontation with bilious sorts. The function of my senses bind me to the solid forms. I am ready to step into the energy which is magnetized by the action of where I choose to place my thoughts.
I had a great insight when His Holiness The Dalai Lama informed the world that Kindness is his religion. He shouted this into every media site in an effort to wake people up to the definition of Kindness. All kindness starts with Kindness To Yourself. Otherwise, unless you have a direct actual internal experience in your own life you have no real experience. All truth is truth that you have lived. That is the way you can know ‘stuff’.
People fool themselves that they understand grace, goodness, and kindness, all the time. You can tell who is actually knowledgable and who is putting on the airs by their behavior in words and actions. Truth is Love In Action, playing out on the breeze that is the breath of our Mother Nature.
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Our Lady of Kibeho

Crystal clear sweet sharp clarity in taste and poise, touch and scent, in beauty for all eyes to see.

 

I left New York and the east coast of America for the weather and unanimity of the bay area but I do not long for my past as a ‘home’. In fact I went back for several weeks last year for my birthday. I saw all my dearest best friends and retraced the steps that helped build the person who has this life I now live. I noticed that I am traveling at an inner pace which is different than the outer wave length lived in those seasons that now will always be my past.

 

I am home in my heart and at peace as I strive to see the energy in its more refined layers of My Material World! Accomplishing everything everywhere without exception!

Occupy: The Creative Catalyst


I left journalism in 1999 when both editors and writers had directions based on the bottom line of the owners. It is not just Fear, though the spin on the ‘news’ is to brew doubt into calcifying fear so that the killing of humanity from poisoning bees to owning seeds ends our garden of Eden. The Nestles Co. started buying up wells and springs in the late 1960’s and privatizing water starting in 1971. They announced that water is no longer a human right. Who followed that thread?

They are US. We must use Occupy as a creative catalyst and climb out of the demise without blaming the corporations. That is just lazy hateful support for the criminals.

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The Clintons fostered the climate which allowed our world wide economic collapse. They wrote the law that opened up the possibilities for derivatives. Clinton announced that what the transportation systems needed was a 4.00$ dollar gallon of gas as the foundation of control. Did you read about those actions or just about his under the desk in the oval office prankster-ness? We reached the global co2 cliff in 1970. No news media or public servant stood up and magnetized for critical mass. Remember the now famous Eisenhower speech?

In his 1961 farewell address to the nation, Eisenhower expressed his concerns about future dangers of massive military spending, especially deficit spending, and coined the term “military-industrial-congressional complex“.

None of the true leaders listened and just followed the money. We are doomed not just because there are no journalists Standing Up, but we are a global community of people living against goodness and working against preserving the beauty of our Big Blue Pearl.

Is The Cat Alive?

Posted in Science by rewiringangel on August 12, 2013
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Apparently, today, it is Erwin Schrodingers 126th Birthday, the father of the wave formulation of quantum mechanics. IE, as close to a human God as has ever been born. He also was quite the lover of life for a mathematical physicist.

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Check out the doodle and read his wiki article. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schrodinger

Schrödinger’s cat: a cat, a flask of poison, and aradioactive source are placed in a sealed box. If an internal monitor detects radioactivity (i.e. a single atom decaying), the flask is shattered, releasing the poison that kills the cat. The Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics implies that after a while, the cat is simultaneously alive and dead. Yet, when one looks in the box, one sees the cat either aliveor dead, not both alive and dead. This poses the question of when exactly quantum superposition ends and reality collapses into one possibility or the other.

“In 1944, he wrote: What is Life?, which contains a discussion of negentropy and the concept of a complex molecule with the genetic code for living organisms. According to James D. Watson’s memoir, DNA, the Secret of Life, Schrödinger’s book gave Watson the inspiration to research the gene, which led to the discovery of the DNA double helix structure in 1953. Similarly, Francis Crick, in his autobiographical book What Mad Pursuit, described how he was influenced by Schrödinger’s speculations about how genetic information might be stored in molecules. However, the geneticist and 1946 Nobel-prize winner H.J. Muller had in his 1922 article “Variation due to Change in the Individual Gene”[11] already laid out all the basic properties of the heredity molecule that Schrödinger derives from first principles in What is Life?, properties which Muller refined in his 1929 article “The Gene As The Basis of Life”[12] and further clarified during the 1930s, long before the publication of What is Life?.”

I bet you didn’t know that did you?

Orgasm Life

Posted in Uncategorized by rewiringangel on June 23, 2013
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Only Crazy People tell pregnant woman horror stories.  Every woman who is having her first child hears almost all horror stories. In fact after I ask ‘is this your first pregnancy’ the look on their face is one of Oh No Not Another ! The I say it is only crazy people who tell you horror stories and that more babies are born than all the crazy stories.

 

Look around and see how populated the world is and each person has a Mother!  It is like a spewing evil neon slime that has been festering in the biblical Dark Crow innards of unhappy people who never have or will forget the slightest paper-cut.

The kindest thing I can say is that these cronies are fearful of the unknown and want everyone to share in their pain.

Why don’t woman look forward to giving birth? The baby comes into this world using the same female organ which has the awesome Orgasm. You are feeling great and loving the orgasm process, why worry about the delivery?

The Many and The Totality


What comes to mind when you relax and wonder what our culture has become? We are Many people who have lost the sense of our Totality.

Four days ago I went to the Doctor. He was busy. I want to believe that he was listening to my needs but when I came to get the referrals to the various specialists the referral director told me that I could not get my needed referrals because the Doctor wrote the request on the wrong form. I was struck silent. What business was it to me? It was so unprofessional. I was made to feel that I Had Done Something Wrong! The woman was nasty to me at the Medical Professional Office!

I came back the next day and was told, rather than asked, ‘Why do you need the referral, are You going to make the appointment yourself!?’ She was visibly surprised when I said of course I would and could make my own appointment.  When I contacted the service I needed the referred paper work, I was told that the paperwork was not complete.

I called the medical office to get a correction and was told that the doctor would not change the referral to include all the conditions I was asking for attention, but that the Doctor would send out all the notes of my examination. This sending out of my diagnose was going to be sent only after I said that the professional office called me to get the referral changed.

I had to have three days of heightened attention to get service from this doctors office.

My prescriptions needed to have a back and forth returned phone call to be filled, yet the doctors office did not do this for several days. I had to make repeated visits back and forth to the doctor and back to the pharmacy for three days before I actually got my medicine. Finally I called the doctors office from the pharmacy and the medical nurse sounded angry and put me on hold. I was put on hold for such a long time that my mobile phone lost energy and shut off.

This just drained my energy and turned my happy out look about medical attention into sadness. This is such a drain of energy to get help for myself and so many people. I have so little energy since my illness and this energy was wasted by the support staff of this primary care doctor. I can’t be the only one who is actually being mistreated in this practice, in my town, in my county, in my state, and out through the entire country, out to every nation on our globe.

There are many people who have to rely on a Primary Care Doctor to get treatment for conditions that all Primary Doctor are not trained to preform. We are a target in a shooting practice that yet again separates those with cash from those who depend on various levels of Health Insurance.

Monsanto now has immunity against being responsible for the health issues that the genetically modified seeds are causing. The victim is becoming the enemy.

My illness is caused by inflammation disease that cascades to include the serious illnesses of our modern era. Heart disease, Cancer, Diabetes, Colitis, Arthritis, and other illnesses are related to the digestive unbalance from unnatural DNA in the food sources. Stress creates more illness. My Stress participated in my illness. I cannot get well if I am continuously under stress from unprofessional emotional interactions with care professionals! Sigh…

The crises in the primary care system is very deeply intrenched. Primary Care Doctors continue to make health care a heavy lifting effort in many cases. Doctors themselves are allowing this to go on and on. The medical system has lost sight of the Totality of Humanity. The system is broken and people are dieing. Doctors are either overworked or under trained. I do not know how I am going to deal with this. I am one link in the totality of Humanity. This gives me strength to tell my sad story of the last four days. I was called by the practice manager /director who apologized to me because of the terribly sub standard service and care I received. I never shouted at any of the unprofessional employees. I used so much strength just to get my prescriptions and referrals that one of the office managers asked the Director to call me! Is this what I have to jump through to get medical attention? If you are having a hard time with your health care would you please send me a posting in the high hopes that we can reach critical mass and change the system.

Love is the glue which holds the Many in a vibrant Totality

The Meaning Of Life


Man Know Thyself! I have heard this my whole life in one way or another. Where should I start? It is such a Gordian Knot of a puzzle! I have tried looking in the mirror to try and see who I am. I mean as though looking in the mirror would let me see under the boundaries I have constructed to swim with the zillions of people, beings, animals, and such that flow along and cross my path. I was hoping that by looking in the mirror I could see beneath the surface, under my skin and deeper than my muscles, sinus, and cells. Man know thyself is asking me to know what part of my complicated structures of my current self in this my Ira Glass idiom, “This American Life”.

Yesterday during my morning meditation, after years of deep wondering, as I have tried to peel the onion of understanding, one layer at a time I had an Ahh Haa moment. I suddenly saw that all the years of study about Dependant Origination snapped to attention.

The Bhavacakra (Sanskrit; Pali: bhavacakka; Tibetan: srid pa’i ‘khor lo) is a symbolic representation of samsara (or cyclic existence) found on the outside walls of Tibetan Buddhist temples and monasteries in the Indo-Tibet region. In the Mahayana Buddhist tradition, it is believed that the drawing was designed by the Buddha himself in order to help ordinary people understand the Buddhist teachings.
The bhavacakra is popularly referred to as the wheel of life. This term is also translated as wheel of cyclic existence or wheel of becoming.  ~  Wikipedia
The center of the Wheel of Life holds three animals — the snake representing anger, the rooster, greed and the boar, ignorance – on a background of blue, which is as expansive as the vast open cloudless sky.  Blue has, since the end of the Mycenaean culture, been a way to express the vastness of the infinite spacious nature of the human mind. Mycenae was a small fringe settlement dating from around 1600 until 1100 BCE. Most known for the Minoan fine-wear pottery are made from well purified clay of a buff color. The Ancient Grecian Phoenician eyes had not evolved the cones and rods necessary to see Blue. They represented their sky as buff orange.

Surrounding the central animals spinning in a seemingly endless circle of blue are half circles of dark and light areas. On the light side are representations of those seeking to lessen the effects of the poisons and on the dark side are those figures suffering due to the presence and intensity of the three.

I suddenly saw that Man Know Thyself is seeing the actual way that I as an individual express in thought and action my relating out from my personal accumulation of Ignorance. Each person has their own desires and fears which they bounce on to communication with the world. Now again, I feel the vibrating truth of “Don’t Worry, Be Happy!

Stones


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Stones: The Stories In Our Stones

‘Be ready to let go of the life you planned to make a place for the life that is here: The life that is coming’.
~Joseph Campbell

Stones can not forget what occurred in those solid walled rooms.   The surface of the granite boulder or grain of sand, be it the Viking Celtic Rune stones widely used to describe what only their hearts did imagine, then Gladiators all fashioned and shape into implements.  These became the storyboards of that age for all time. Though everything has a flaw, the flaws seem to give the stones added strength.

The percussion used to manufacture early sharp points and the lethal edge includes the dedicated imprint of both the time of construction and the spawn from the maker. When no one was watching the flintstones were sucking up the sonic information just like a sponge.

Onyx slabs or Opal cabochons, with fiery veins, fashioned into beautifying bedizen bedazzle is permeable to sound waves.  All the flaws criss cross in a matrix song the singing out is such a rich spring breezy spreading around the world. The desire of life itself  sprouts out juicy living blossoms from seeds, some seeds even planted in rocks. The songs that grow out of those tough crags are the sweetest. They are the songs spilling out right from the heart.

Do you ever take a good long look at your walls?
This tough surface stuff holds so much constrained emotion. Just like the clap of intense interactions continue to move in our human nervous system long after the event.  Since sound charges each person or object with a striving after some effect, I react with jingle jangle or stoical silence. Sound waves continue on out to the edge of the universe. Sound keeps going in a undulating wave and never stops.

In my every in out moment of breathing, there is the possibility of attention to the task.  I can choose to pay attention to my small regular act. I can hear the air rushing past my nostrils                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             My body has a feeling with every movement of stopped motion at any point of the inhalation then the inevitable exhalation. Could my human breathing sound be  stored to be opened by an audio system yet unimagined.

Our bodies take in information and readily send it out. Stone, this hard material, which is widely used to make implements and structures, is listening to everything all the time. Double decomposition happens when at least one of the substances does not dissolve. The sound wave enters the solid and is held in the warp and woof for a specific project or purpose. The sound energy is waiting to be interpreted. When is it disclosed and by whom is the question of time. I choose to transform myself and as a sound magnet have rolled into a tight fetal position under this structural calcified Crusty Material Form in stop frame function,  communicating with my Muse.

What will I do, what is the tool be that I use to care for my inner knowledge? Inner or outer, day and night, I hear Bucky Fuller whisper in our ear, it is In /Out and not up /down. What is essential is not to be taking any of this structure for granted. This is the struggle we have to get past while we are in Night and unable to physically move

I would like to separate the Day from the Night. But I am inside the Dark, it’s ok but I am staying in here. The activities of Day are not available from my place inside this Rock.  I am left in darkness that I can only explain to you, my reader, as Night.  I hear that reference in the song, ‘Cupid Please Draw Back Your Bow’ by Amy Winehouse at Glastonbury, 2008,  Amy says, ‘ It takes a long time to get dressed but just seconds to undress.’

Most tools are constructed with a sharp edge, or a strong point, for a  percussive action along a surface. That is not possible in the Solid Night Life estranged for a time being from the other. Inside out building has to be understood as a flow of thought arrows intersecting Building  with whatever was lying around and what had to be chiseled into the shape of choice stones is the origin of  process.  When no one was watching the flintstones, glistening and sharp on the outside, the internal structures were sucking up the sonic information just like a sponge.

Everything has a flaw; the flaws seem to give the stones added strength. All the flaws crisscross, marking with crossed lines in a weave that is a method of surface production in which two distinct sets of ions that are interlaced at right angles to form a solid surface. The word ion is the transliteration of the Greek, ἰόν, which means “going”. Electron heavy molecules intersecting the Proton heavy molecules continue spinning in the dance of creation.

I am a steward of my options, the small sights and low expectations or the expansive healthy post tree structure with my eye on the goal. I am excited to see inside the network construction of solid structures. I have to have something inside, within me to help me survive the upheavals and changes that come in every year, decade, lifetime, on and on as long as the life inside stones.  Gumption is the action that makes the pebbles survive!

Singing, softly from my heart, my tune is a sent out, though not well understood, not well received, the notes are rocks on the road, pebbles moving in our atmosphere. Sound moves through, within, and around the building blocks of our world. All sounds, songs, and stories move as electronic sound from an individual alone or in a choir. The songs are enjoyed as the sound evaporates into the atmosphere. Sustained singing is a way of gathering together the variety of seeds from around the world where juicy living blossoms grow from seeds planted in rocks. The songs that grow out of those tough crags are the sweetest. They are the gifts spilling out of the stable matter, right from the heart of creation.  Do you ever take a good long look at your walls?
Sound waves continue on out to the edge of the universe. Sound keeps going in an undulating wave, which never stops. The fabric production is when two distinct sets of waves are interlaced at right angles that form a surface.

Sound is a sequence of waves made or as well as causing pressure that propagates through compressible media such as air or water. Sound can propagate through solids as well.  Sound that is perceptible by humans has frequencies from about 20 Hz to 20,000 Hz. In air at, the corresponding wavelengths of sound waves range from 17 m to 17 mm.

How do the waves relate to density?  The relationship creates pressure as every noise moves is guided by the surrounding temperatures that pause to let it sink in.  It is different in air and water than wind. When the wind is moving the sound move faster. In the solid

All the concerts ever held sing out from all the walls in all the rooms in all the prized castles in the city, the rural towns, and all the countries around our globe. The stones build buildings of power.
Wondrous beauty is preserved in the molecular construction of the stone, stacked one upon another, reaching to high ceiling cell spaces. Our rooms are built for living life to the fullest and catching and holding every moment of our vibrant life.  I listen to every instant of my life. I hear, that all life is brimming with sound.

This World is not Conclusion.
A Species stands beyond –
Invisible, as Music –
But positive, as Sound –

~ Emily Dickinson

I am lovingly washing the same cup for the rest of my life!

I am a one of a kind life, a one of a kind stone, and every stone is unique, just as each person is a one of a kind. Think about each of us as a stone which is used to build a, ‘ one of a kind’ room or a one of a kind cell for this important one of a kind individual. Walls are for boundaries, confining a separate and safe space from whatever the outside forces of  both civilization and nature.    Unlike concrete, which has no long-term connection to the core of the earth, stone holds in its layers all our stories.                                                                                                                                     Concrete was widely used during the Roman Empire. For example the Coliseum was largely built of concrete. This technology did not resurface until the mid 1700 .

Stone time, taken from our molten beginning, reaches back into our global origin, it records our structural creation compounded from dust. Concrete has none of the made by Mother Nature molecular structure that retains sounds.

Sound is ‘energy in action’.  Every sound flows as undulating sign wave which does not stop waving. Sound is an unending movement in air that is forever carrying our songs and sighs of happiness and sadness out to the edges of the finite edges of space. Does space have an edge?

Sound is Energy. Just like in science class where I learned that energy is the capacity to do work, I came to understand that sound moves mountains too. Sound is also the capacity to play.  Sound is a property of any system, which diminishes when the potency moves. Doppler begins with vigor to diminish as vapor on the wind. Sound could collect in an effort of laziness often labeled as a song stuck in my head. It is funny to listen as the sound system does ‘work’.

When you flow into doing what you love it might give you the ability to make a living.

Work and Play are both an action on another system. How do you choose to label your everyday activities? Work and Play are movement.  Both are consumers of energy.   The words I choose are my way of communicating a level of gravity about each action. Time sure flies when you are having fun!

The diminution of this quality of vigorous sound in time calls to my mind the communication between the Space Station and NASA. Hello Huston, I say hello! What ‘work’ builds our bodies, what play does the same building? Both play and work builds our minds, bodies, our lives, and our structures.  Joy is the potential amount of usefulness we, each of us use in the creation of everything we think say and do and produce. Songs and stories do the heavy lifting in life. How else are we to be useful, both for our self and the many other selves?

Remembering that we were sitting still in a stone building, we constructed in our imagination, hearing the resonance bouncing off the walls of our brain, the history recorded in our breathing in and out.

In this present moment, where we are now, sitting or standing,we are able to be actively remembering that we can breath as we play and work.  We flow along with the Earth in its pushed spin around the sun.  Storms of particles bombard every material thing from the cyclic explosions on our system Sun.  Our Earth is a small dot in a small solar system in the far left arm of our spiraling galaxy.  We are stardust!  Shimmering reflections of refracted light held together by some habit pattern. We are the flow of electrical signals in a consensual harmony.  This pattern can motivate your thoughts into material forms that become the self-fulfilling prophesy. Don’t Worry, Be Happy!

The ability to act while watching the effect on both things and people is a force of leadership. When we marvel at our unlimited natural source of usable mental, emotional, and physical potential then we have a visual reference of the results of your actions.  We can see that our ‘grace in action’ blossoms from the seeds emanating from a ‘self’ we plant with every thought and step.

Watch the tension and the exertion of thought, as you generate and direct a desire, for instance. It is desire that moves us into and through life. The desire to create life and your personal desire to be born makes your world as well as the interconnectedness of all of what we call real world. A desire for comfort, or a fear of discomfort, or an anger with whatever that takes the ease and creates dis ease. Be an observer of yourself in your own life.  Breathe with your own rhythm and listen to your sound.  Hear your thoughts as you move. Move into a language made up of words you use to describe the place where you are and the place you are moving toward. The truth about life is that even if you are sitting still you are always moving.

Language is used in a way to stabilize movement toward a goal. It is specific thoughts by specific people spoken in adequate language makes a real and deep connection with our inner integrity.  Never lose sight of the story of self with value-based connection builds truth from the inside.  With the specifics, we get to match our shape of the inner small puzzle piece, who we know we are in the outer dimensions with our heart felt inner self seed.

Listen to yourself breath.  Nothing special, just listen in the position you are in and no special counting or practice, just notice how you in your natural rhythm of your inspiration and expiration. As you listen and learn how you breath you will listen to Nature differently. Not the birds tweeting or the trucks traveling but the silence generating the power of our natural world.  This will allow you to hear the breathing patterns of those people in your close personal proximity.

Start to pour your whole heart out in to yourself without putting up any walls. Let your breath fill you with air and bring you life just as air did in your first intake when you were born.  You may not remember that first breath but just for this moment, act as if you do.  You have seen pictures of the Birth Professional, whether it is a doctor or midwife or family member, hold a newborn upside down and give a gentle pat on the back to inspire aspiration.  Go back to that moment using your creative imagination and breathe as though you are upside down and it was your first breath, your first breath every time.

Now we can dance with this energy of our choice to live. We are jiggling with sizzle and flow inside our skin and overflowing with passion. The oxygen carries the ‘stuff’ our brain needs to send signals throughout the body.  More oxygen more mental action more mental action more success in whatever we want to accomplish.  Without deep movement of oxygen, our choices are not in character with the reason we are here at this moment to make a choice.

As shallow breathers, we will now notice that our minds, hearts, and bodies are or get depleted due to improper exchange of good gasses for refuse gasses. We are making unconscious choices.  Choose or loose suddenly means choosing at every nanu second in every intersection of all the directions on all the points of the compass of possibility.   I know that understanding every second of my life is a great place to make my choice.  I can feel my bottom on the seat right now. With the slight movement of air on my face and now I know where I am.  It is in this grounded presence that I can choose what to think, feel, using all my senses and move with a sense of poise and clarity. This is a great beginners step in making real choices using your heart as a compass.
The World usually sees a Compass as an external navigation instrument. It finds directions on the Earth based on a pointer aligning itself with the global magnetic field. For a short time let us each use our Heart to find the magnetic connections in Nature with all life forms, including the connections with other people. Using our hearts and thinking of choice as points on a compass opens up seeing many variations on a theme.

Choice is an important mirror in which to see you.  Look long into this mirror and give it the label, ‘My Choice’. See yourself as a collection of choices that you built, brick by brick, out of decisions mixed with actions, choice by choice, into this body, mind and emotions.

It is your ability to choose anger over understanding in relations with friends, family, or as you travel on the highways of life. To see yourself clearly, to see the truth of life itself as you look at your thoughts, words, and actions and see this as a real life mirror.  To see that as you choose you have the power of a true creator.  True vision cannot become a method to accomplished true choice in an instant or a second, or in a minute, or in one day!  It is an effort to truly be yourself and enjoy the trip that will unite the seconds into a necklace of such beauty that you will stand in breathing and marvel.  People will be attracted to you and your ideas and offer their energy to build this harmonious project, whatever it might be, together to change your world.
How have we lost the ability to choose?  Why did we bury our ability for truth?  When did so many brush aside ‘truth’ to such a point, that each of us, as a human biped, has lost touch with our inner truth.  What we really want to choose in life struggles to reach the surface from within a dustbin built in our core.

Take the opportunity to live your life out-loud. Take a frog and make him/her into a prince or princess!

Live out-loud without external stimulation of caffeine.  Adrenal exhaustion is a build up of old anger.  That extra cup of coffee sends acid along with the caffeine, all through your biology and pumped through your nerves into your brain.  Give up the baggage!
Live with loving attention to your body.  Get up and go for a walk, a swim or a dance to bring fresh oxygen and its handmaiden the added energy you need as you sing and dance and listen to all the people in your ever-widening circle.

People, Know Yourself


I was thinking about choices people, both in my personal circle and the national political scene, are making lately. The personal choices of staying with a person that you feel no passion for verses reaching out into the unknown to look for that spark which is so vital for a flaming connected real love life.  The Political cycle that is currently lifting rubbish from the very bottom of the spectrum of living together on this One Globe. It is hard for me to imagine Americans voting for a Leader who would not care for All Our Countries Citizens. How horrid! Is there any country of the world that does not have poor and lower working class segments of society?

Our Blue Marble.

“View of the Earth as seen by the Apollo 17 crew traveling toward the moon. This translunar coast photograph extends from the Mediterranean Sea area to the Antarctica south polar ice cap. This is the first time the Apollo trajectory made it possible to photograph the south polar ice cap. Note the heavy cloud cover in the Southern Hemisphere. Almost the entire coastline of Africa is clearly visible. The Arabian Peninsula can be seen at the northeastern edge of Africa. The large island off the coast of Africa is Madagascar. The Asian mainland is on the horizon toward the northeast.”

I had a friend who had a penthouse in Monaco. She told me about the lovely flower stalls and those who grew the flowers as well as those who sold them as being citizens of that Principality. She impressed on me that most of the population of that sparkling Mediterranean strip were working class. The mentality of the French gave those citizens truly Great Health Care with doctors who routinely made house calls to all their patients. There is a place for each person to live a joyful healthy life with respect from the leaders.

Did any of you reading this see the film based on Atlas Shrugged? It is a sexy boring film. The sexiness is from and for a love of Money. I read the book many years ago when it first was published. I had in my last home which had a room full of books, a first edition. I remember the descriptions of ruthless valor measured in the relationship of scale. One wheel of an earth moving, strip mining truck like hands measuring the height of horses. There was NO Concern about what the process was doing for the life of our communities, our countries, or the scar on our Globe. It was just as ephemeral as the gold dollar sign on the personal packs of cigarettes.

It befits a man to know himself and live in the path of the Seven Sages of Greece.  It is a chance which involves knowing yourself. Oἱ ἑπτὰ σοφοί, hoi hepta sophoi,  from the seven early 6th century BC philosophers, statesmen and law-givers who were renowned in the following centuries for their wisdom.

  • Solon of Athens: “Keep everything with moderation.” Solon (c. 638-558 BC) was a famous legislator and reformer from Athens, framing the laws which shaped the Athenian democracy.
  • Chilon of Sparta: “You should not desire the impossible.” Chilon was a Spartan politician from the 6th century BC, to whom the militarization of Spartan society was attributed[citation needed].
  • Bias of Priene: “Most men are bad.” Bias was a politician and legislator of the 6th century BC.
  • Thales of Miletus: (c. 624 BC – c. 546 BC) Thales is the first well-known philosopher and mathematician. His advice, Know thyself,” was engraved on the front façade of the Oracle of Apollo in Delphi.
  • Pittacus of Mytilene (c. 640-568 BC), governed Mytilene (Lesbos) along with Myrsilus. He tried to reduce the power of the nobility and was able to govern with the support of the popular classes, whom he favoured. He famously said “You should know which opportunities to choose.”
  • Periander of Corinth (fl. 627 BC): he was the tyrant of Corinth in the 7th and 6th centuries BC. During his rule, Corinth knew a golden age of unprecedented stability. He was known saying “Be farsighted with everything.”

It is not the direction to measure yourself against some ephemeral ideal. Each of us as more lasting than that. I am not a Mayfly, though it is beautiful with glistening wings, I live for more than two weeks. What I do in my actual life matters. Aside from the biblical definition, od Man Know Thyself, which encompasses a greater wholeness of macrocosm reflected in the microcosm, I mean to raise a way of thinking about you, yourself, as an individual with all your warts and issues as a object for you to LOVE.

Take time to allow yourself to see who you are then grow to see your choices as a reflection of your personal construction. Humans have a solid construction with real brick and mortar.

Peace must be for all the people. Those who are not able to amass fortunes need the attention of those who have the time and means. A good example of the widening consciousness of the monied here in America is a TV show. It is the Secret Millionaire. I hope this rise of genuine willingness to see those  who are working to keep hotels, roads, schools, as well as those who have no physical emotional supports in their communities as valuable. The Teachers and Fireman have a hard time in Wisconsin today because of the Inquisitor Norquist funding of the FAR RIGHT.Who Elected HIM?

Grover Norquist
A middle aged, light complected white male with a round face, frown lines, brown hair, blue eyes, a short graying beard, glasses who is wearing a dark pinstriped suit and a pastel striped tie.
Grover Norquist in September 2011.
Born Grover Glenn Norquist
October 19, 1956 (age 55)
Sharon, Pennsylvania, U.S.
Residence Washington, D.C., U.S.
Nationality United States
Education B.A. 1978, M.B.A. 1981
Alma mater Harvard University
Occupation Conservative Lobbyist
Organization Americans for Tax Reform
Home town Weston, Massachusetts
Board member of National Rifle Association, American Conservative Union[1][2]
Spouse Samah Alrayyes Norquist
Children Two (adopted)

Grover Glenn Norquist (born October 19, 1956) is an American lobbyist, conservative activist,[3] and founder and president of Americans for Tax Reform. He is a member of the Council on Foreign Relations.[4] He is known as the promoter of the “Taxpayer Protection Pledge”, which was signed by 95% of all Republican Congressmen and all but one of the 2012 Republican presidential candidates, to oppose increases in marginal income tax rates for individuals and businesses, as well as net reductions or eliminations of deductions and credits without a matching reduced tax rate.

If we do not have good teachers what will become of the education of our young? If we do not have sufficient Fireman what will happen when we have a fire or when Grand-mom falls and needs immediate medical attention? The Fireman provide such an important part of the smooth functioning of our complex modern society.

Choose the Greek human centered political system or the Sludge of Tea Bags molding in the monstrous pits of social amorality.

Parkway Program


I remember Len!  He is a tall thin black man who always had a wise comment and a great uplifting smile. He was in my circle of friends. There were many smiling faces around the Parkway Program High School.

It was an experiment in education as a series of many school centers without a building.  A High School without a High School Building! How could that function?

The Teachers were hired because of their creativity and abilities to be great teachers and flow into a program where they each had to find space in the City Of Philadelphia where they could host their classes for the entire semester of year. I was invited to teach by one of the hired Principle’s, who introduced me to, and to be interviewed by John Bremer. Dr Bremer came up with the concept of using the city as a classroom.

Here I want to include the Wikipedia Page:

John Bremer

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

John Bremer is an internationally-known educator and Socratic philosopher who has been professionally involved with education and teaching for more than half a century. Now in his elder years, in 2008 he retired as a senior scholar teaching at Cambridge College in Cambridge, Massachusetts where he was Professor of Humanities and Director of the College’s Humanities and Freedom Institute. Professor Bremer founded Cambridge College in 1971 when it was then known as the “Institute of Open Education” at Newton College of the Sacred Heart. He now lives full time in Vermont where he continues his research and writing.

John Bremer was born in England, living in London during The Blitz, and served in the Royal Air Force during World War II building airfields in England. He holds advanced degrees from the Pembroke College, Cambridge, England, the University of Leicester and St. John’s College, U.S.. Professor Bremer came to the USA in 1951 on a Fulbright Fellowship.

In the 1960s Professor Bremer gained international recognition for creating the Parkway Program, in Philadelphia, the first School Without Walls as documented in a book by the same name. The school was featured in Time Magazine in its March 23, 1970 edition.[1]

He was Killam Senior Fellow at Dalhousie University in Halifax and later Commissioner of Education for British Columbia, Canada in 1973.

In 1975, when a professor of Education at Western Washington University he founded the Institute of Socratic Study where Professor Bremer was its director until he moved to Australia in 1980 to found the Education Supplement for The Australian newspaper.

 

I sat with Dr Bremer and felt the clear insightful gaze as he questioned me as to what I would bring to The Program. I told him that I had an idea for a class that taught Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic, that used Art Projects instead of written papers as assigned homework.  I called the class: Creative Conceptual Conjecture. I would offer it to all of the High Schools for the junior and senior grades.

We would read The Joseph Campbell book on Myths, The Act Of Creation: Arthur Koestler. (It is a study of the process of discovery, invention, imagination, and creativity in humor, science, and the arts. It laid out Koestler’s attempt to develop an elaborate general theory of Human Creativity). There was a book on color theory and human emotions that came with a set of odd color cards. Dr Bremer liked my idea and I was sent on to get a teachers copy of three of the books I wanted accompanied by the Principle of the Alpha High School.

There was Alpha, the first school of the lottery selection sites. The City Of Philadelphia High Schools were given lottery applications and the students were chosen by chance draw like a big bingo game.

Beta and Delta Schools followed. Each of the schools had a brick and mortar site which functioned as a homeroom. The sort of site where teachers had a cubbyhole for mail, where they had meetings and where the students could mill around and do some bumping into one another as they collect themselves and collect themselves and one another. It was a place where young adults could meet people who might not be taking the same classes yet were part of the new school system.

Does anyone of the alum’s remember who they were then and appreciate the magic?  Do people leave their high school teen times, and places, like smoke and dissipate?  I do not believe that the exposure to Parkway evaporates as people mature. If anything the classroom with out walls builds a ‘gee wiz’ attitude to future experiences thorough out an entire life.

Is giving up and forgetting as much of the past a usual practice, is it a life diminishing to support minimal functioning as sanity saving grace? Or is all the convenience of grace and imagination, in a expansive education, which when I am in the need of grace, helps me to stand when all things want me to lie down. Creative thinking is a boat that always gets each of us to the other side of any problem.

Though my educational roots grew elsewhere, I blossomed in a group that included Richard C. We rented a stone mansion along the Wissahickon Creek.  I was teaching at the Parkway Program and at the High School for Girls, so I could get the lease. We called the commune Bum Fuck Egypt that morphed in to the Island of The Red Hood. The house had five bedrooms. I had the master bedroom with the two big windows facing the street.  Richard lived in another room with M.H. in our wonderful commune, which we gave the Lenny Bruce banner bonhomie, Bum Fuck Egypt. It was this same Richard is who brought me to the Island of the Red Hood in Hinton West Virginia; Len might have been part of that group.  Poets, patricians, politicos, true and wannabee artists, writers, and antique dealers called Island of the Red Hood home.  They all were involved in being in an out of the way part of the world where drugs and dalliances might flourish in privacy. Those were the days at the dawn of the Age of Aquarius.

I taught painting, English and a class called Creative Conceptual Conjecture… the painting class was in the original Tower Theater Rock and Roll cavern that sat a thousand people. This is where I saw the Who. I was sitting on the second row of wooden backless benches.  English class met in an office meeting room on the second floor of a fancy stationary, pen and paper store on either Chestnut or Walnut Street and ‘Creative Conceptual Conjecture’ in my own painting studio.  My first studio on the third or first floor walk up on  40 hundred block of Spruce St and then in a bigger place on 42nd St and Samson. Rob took a picture from one of the first days of class.

 

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