Two-Hand Blessing

Two years have passed. Am I ok? Not really.
We're both still here. Different now, since mahasamadhi.
Beloved Amy 8/30/74 - 1/26/15
 
Still recalling that first moment:
Oh...There you are!...You're right here on Earth, and right now!
You came...You heard the prayers...You noted the surrendering!
Spontaneously, each put their hands together in
two-hand blessing, but there is no word "Nam..."
There can be no word or words. Only perfection and awe.
"I see you" passes from one to the other, and again.
They have no clue of what should follow.
How many lifetimes?....and now arriving at uncharted territory.
We heard tell of this, in ancient legends.
Oh yes, the love itself makes its own way, with no mind.
Later she writes "who is this I and you....when love is speaking it is love speaking of itself to itself". And "how we witness unimaginable magic disguised as ordinary".

The always-wordless two-hand blessing gesture forever became one of vastly greater meaning (infinitely beyond "I salute..."):
In this stunned silence, heads bowed but eyes locked, we together hold this timelessness out of time, and remember all that is and ever will be, in this moment of eternal recognition of inseparability and infinite momentous grace of awaited shared presence, and our hearts expand in excruciating joy to encompass all the universes. This simple hand mudra initiated first waking moments of every day thereafter, followed by hands touching feet, tears falling.
 
 Dearly Beloved Holy Angel, Eternal Soul Mate, brightening all time and space - know all who love you have come together in your honor and affirm their love on this holy day, and blessedly continue to support me through these difficult hours and 730 days. We gather in spirit and celebrate the many wondrous love-teachings you brought to we relatives in this plane of our/your Mother Earth.

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And, Her blessing me with the gift of being seen, shortly after meeting -


"owl man snake handler
‘oh,shit!’ and goddammit!
hopi shifting into old chinese
he is walking
an astrologer an animal talker
a graceful stone vast
thin dry bones he is solid tender
his every-colored eyes flash deep
he is true from where we are from
at home everywhere and nowhere
holding me in steady presence
every breath aware and honoring
watching, adoring, accepting
invisibly when he shows up the room
elevates, why does who not see? he is
asking tracking conspiracies and flaws
animal gatherings preserving what is
love-space he is a love-space being
he makes pancakes for us and feeds
birds always himself a man-woman
child-star he’s the deep red jewel burned
repeatedly each time coming through shinier
he’s weary ever-hopeful he’s the space
the boat cradles tossed by waves ever-held
by the dark arms of the universe he’s the tapping
drumming rhythm pulsing under through
the pulse of contact raindrops dancing
he is pure appreciation for what is true
he rants anger erupts mountains of love
ever-hoping, he is the metals the density
the interest in what is alive he is stunned by what
is not
he is the dense dark silence of circling
relating the spinning rhythm of orbit"

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Offering this gift of music, recently performed at the premier institution for

North Indian Classical Music:

Time Collapses Into Itself

In the time before this time
when intimate connection with all
was all there was,
embedded in an infinite matrix
of change and transformation,
married eternally to that
and constantly bowing in
love with the passing of seconds
with every light particle
of the mysterious beingness
of one's physicality,
bursting forth unimagined treasures
just to keep up with the downpouring
of divine grace intended to flow
through hands to the world-altar
container of love and oneness
with no beginning or end
condensed into a form
of unconditionally loving femininity
appearing before one's eyes,
….and giving it no mind, only awe

This is how I grew younger
and older, in each moment
filling up with more life-force
the more it was spent
and we sang Mirabai's words
of assurance that no thief
could ever steal this treasure
and we cried at our inability
to adequately describe this love.

And now
time collapses into itself
all memory being present
in every moment
encompassing a lifetime
all joy and ecstasy once lived
shadowed over,
the treasure-house looted,
the young man can't be found,
and the moment of separation
re-creates itself as if
there is no other reality
other than this devastation
of the world 

This 'I' is not alone, separate
sorrowing at the soullessness
of make-believe child's play,
the narcissism of sacred business
in a world we allow to die
We know in our hearts
an immense beauty
is so close we can taste it
and every blade of grass,
every star and galaxy
shines with holy fire
in its desire to witness
our collective remembrance
of the truth of our eternal
and immortal oneness.

I just know there's no way
I can do this
with the feeling of separateness
and aloneness that spreads
through countless moments,
days and months
I could just surrender it up
since she showed me
so clearly, and beautifully
how it's done
This is how it appears
in every fleeting present now
as if there's a choice offered
and everything is at stake

Crazier Than Hell

John recorded this in 2010, 31 years after his unimaginable loss.
I can't even begin to say how powerfully this has affected me today.
Every single word is perfect. Yeah, THIRTY-ONE YEARS.
For me, there is no poet on Earth like this man.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gB0IipdYA-E

 

Lyrics (my transcription):

Feeling crazier than hell
Got this time on my hands
I got you on my mind
And nowhere else to go
The fires burn hot and cold
That's some place in between the melt and the freeze
This need for reaching for you
You were all I could be
Now I'm here where I'm alone
We were one, now I'm a ghost
Falling from my place in the Sun
This dizzy is out of control
The world keeps spinning
I heard a vibrating echoing
Sounded they lost one of you
Amongst the truths I sought
You were the one I found
Now I need the remembering
The memories of you holding my hand
Remembrances of laughter, singing
Songing the nights with belonging
Sweetness the shelter of each other
Reality, the reality of safe, peace
With all these times of missing you
I'm not going to love these days without you to hold my hand
Feeling crazier than hell
This crazy just goes on and on
And this confusion of me
Crazy together or crazy apart
When crazy is crazy, it's not always in our heads
Sometimes it's in our hearts

This man knows Love, and always, like now, I never cease crying from
his words. I can barely type these lines.....   

 

       

Kindness

Taken last night by my Beloved's friend on Oregon coast

"Kindness"

by Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is

you must lose things,

feel the future dissolve in a moment

like salt in a weakened broth.

what you held in your hand,

what you counted and carefully saved,

all this must go so you know

how desolate the landscape can be

between the regions of kindness.

How you ride and ride

thinking the bus will never stop,

the passengers eating maize and chicken

will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,

you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho

lies dead by the side of the road.

You must see how this could be you,

how he too was someone

who journeyed through the night with plans

and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,

You must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.

You must wake up with sorrow.

You must speak to it till your voice

catches the thread of all sorrows

and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,

only kindness that ties your shoes

and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,

only kindness that raises its head

from the crowd of the world to say

It is I you have been looking for,

and then goes with you everywhere

like a shadow or a friend.

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Thanking everyone for their kind thoughts  and prayers. These are the only things holding me up in this time. 

Also, as my bro, Sanjay, says - my drum is my life raft. I played for the community on Shivaratri night for 4 hours. Full power and emotion offered. 

O God, please help me. O Goddess, please help me....over and over, all day and night.

Still weeping continuously within and without. 

She only....saw me and knew me to the depth of my soul. She only....loved me unconditionally in this life. Now I am ruined, fully in the realm of, and dependent on, divine grace. 

She is everywhere, but my hand longs for her touch. I can only touch the drum that she too played on. 

How can I make this passage?  

Arunachala Has Always Been Her Home

This is all I can say as the words come to form in their own time. For now, one small instant in this eternal mystery......

 
I thought my work was to come here to try to find her,
and then to love her,
and that that love would
be strong enough to overcome the forces that sought to deny the world of
her divine gifts and her divine presence

I feel as though I've fallen into a hallucinatory dimension of one's worst
imaginable nightmares. It doesn't feel like reality any more. I'm not in the same
creation. Thinking I was not disciplined enough, not remembering enough, not
impeccable. Although the words ring in my mind - her saying I "was perfect",
just before she turned irrevocably inward, not to re-emerge, despite my desperate
pleading with the angels and all divine beings

In the first days of our being together our love went nova.
In wonder and awe, we shared/felt/whispered our remembrance.
We have waited eons and yugas, but never forgot
and, we are finally here, together
to hold and cherish and maintain this sacred love
to heal, to create ever more exquisite beauty
in the world.
There was never any question of what we were serving.
With her natural Virgo nature and power, she surrendered wholly
to this holy service,
and worked, sometimes silently, sometimes roaring
to share this highest calling with all those around her.

Maybe I failed to remind her enough, of her divine goddess nature,
and she often was reluctant to accept the fullness
of what I could unquestioningly see with my own eyes.
I never felt like being insistent, since I knew she was coming and would come to know
in herself her own true nature, as one can only do.
So now she knows,
and I am on this side of the veil, a mad-man,
like Shiva dancing the tandava dance.

What do the angels want me to know?

Shivo hum Parvo hum  

OneLove Healing Prayers for Our World

When the sun within speaks, 
when love reaches out its hand
and places it upon another,

any power the stars and planets
might have upon us,

any fears you can muster can
become so rightfully insignificant.

What one heart can do for
another heart, is there any beauty
in the world that can match this?

- Hafiz (1320-1389)

Gregory Colbert - "Ashes and Snow"

As reported on Winter Solstice, an Argentine appeals court ruled the 29-year-old Sumatran orangutan, Sandra, to be a "non-human person unlawfully deprived of it's her freedom", with legal rights, specifically to not be subjected to imprisonment in the zoo where she has been held for 20 years. A sanctuary is ready to receive her. Need we say more? Didn't think so.

Our friend from the resident free rabbit tribe greeted us on New Year's Eve - so handsome with his/her winter coat:


























And, after 6+ months, our hibiscus flowered on New Year's Day! 

We took that as an auspicious omen of Ma Kali's/Kwan Yin's divine grace.
And, bringin' it all back home..Situation here on the home front had recently gotten pretty emotionally intense. Some good and powerful angelic messages closely followed by a sudden symptomatic crisis found my beloved at 3am (with me) in the ER between the holidays.

I guess in the grand scheme of things, what we're dealing with is probably not so different from what a lot of the Love Tribe of true human beings around the planet are facing.  Life and death issues.
I have this friend/partner/spirit-companion who, previously unbeknownst to me, happens to be one of the most astonishing hidden contemporary mystic bhakti poet/writers I have ever read, seen, or heard. A year and a half after meeting, I became the first person ever to whom was shown her work. Hell, I thought she was just a super present, intelligent, spiritual young lady, who by some crazy stroke of luck I had the privilege to be with for a moment. Her talents are numerous, and still awakening. We inhabit a world of continuously expanding mutual respect, love, and shared re-membering, which I can't even begin to describe. Each new day is an absolute blessing and miracle. 
We have been managing (for last 14 months) a situation that requires utmost attention to diet, pure medicine, energy, spiritual practice, and other considerations in order to continue to stay alive here in this crucial time of the current Yuga. Neither are we fearful of the inevitable event of our transitioning, whenever that time might come. But that appears not to be our determination as to "when". 

So the medical-industrial-complex white-coated 'experts', seriously, sadly, with long faces, inform us that if she declines to take their chemo-rad poison (which 10-years previously precipitated the situation), they will now refer us to the hospice org. so that they can begin to "manage" the surely impending death with their morphine and all, and "help" us with necessary paper-work and preparations. So "go on home and die". Get the picture?
[Fortunately, she's not 17, like the girl who recently got tied down and forcibly given chemo by the 'child-protective' legal system.]

Changes have been made in our protocols in last couple weeks, and we are seeing positive results. We have also felt the outpouring of prayers and spiritual support being directed our way, and are immensely grateful. 
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers, as you are able.

This healing is no different from the healing which we all need to engage in, for all the sufferers and holy beings desiring to free our world from the depredations of the parasites and predators who have ravaged our bodies and the Earth simultaneously. 

A healing peace prayer by an extraordinary Nepali woman Buddhist nun:

 
Her awesome life story is briefly described in this review of her new autobiographical book, Singing for Freedom.

            

Solstice Love

Sending out some Solstice blessings, felicitations, and big ups to all who come here, all beings known and unknown, of all forms and formless, in this precious world. 

Whether one thinks of this moment in astrological terms, as a primitive religious concept, a designated celebratory date of the 'evil ones', or just another day of no consequence, you might just, with a little research, be able to grasp the auspiciousness of a marked turning-point in one of the major cycles of motion taking place perpetually in our reality matrix of intimately-connected-movement-and-time, an unceasing, defining quality of all that exists. Nothing stands still. All is in motion. And everything is turning. It's where we live.
Today is when the time-keeping clock-hands of the Sun-Earth story-dance cycle strike midnight.
What's not to love?....and celebrate?

This 'year'! This one that just went by....I think the most difficult, personally, of all in my lifetime. Certainly the most stressful, the most mind-wracking, the most crazy-making, and the most faith-testing of any I can remember. 
And the last 4 days of this one were the most intense testing ones of the whole year!!!

Only on this very day - Solstice 2014 - was my mind and remembered self restored fully. 
I feel I can begin again. With certainty of grace and protection renewed. It's been one helluva ride, once again, that terrifying solo descent into and back out of the underworld. 
I'm not alone here, am I right? 

Today's newsflash is: there are angels, in the purest sense, located closer than breath, that are unceasing in their support and protection. Yeah, we freely make those 'choices', for better or worse....Yet one could even say the angels are us. 
Divine work is going on on unimaginable levels and scope. And we, ourselves, are affecting vast numbers of life-forms with every prayer, thought, word, and action, though most of it remains invisible to our mundane awareness. We are not powerless, though we have been made to believe so.

I will say that I am intimately aware of a number of embodied angelic beings with whom I have had encounters in this life, and who continue doing what they do and check-in occasionally (heh). I will not name, describe, nor say any more on this here.
With an open heart and love-expanding perseverance you will meet similar ones in resonance with your own needs. This is assured, though it may seem to take forever.

Now it's 8 hours into the new cycle, and another certainty is that we don't know what will happen next, but let's join in collectively dropping fear, and embracing the unknown in this moment and knowing that Love is the strongest thing in the universe. 
Enjoy the following, put up on this very auspicious day itself - 12/21/14

OK, well...here's a bonus - the debate rages, between the lovers and the scientists...is it tortoise altruism or not, respectively? 
You decide (grin).
 

N. A. Naseer - wildlife photographer

From The wildlife photographer who is a part of the forests and Nature

By Sukumaran C. V

13 December, 2014 Countercurrents.org

N. A. Naseer is a wildlife photographer par excellence....His photographs show the serene bond between him and the animals. He has wandered through the forests for years together without camera in hand and has become a part of the forest as the animals, birds, reptiles, butterflies and insects are. Only after being a part of it, he started to photograph the forest and its children.
"Now he has published a wonderful book in Malayalam titled Kaadine Chennu Thodumbole (When we Touch the Forest).

Naseer, who can rightly be called the Rachel Carson of Kerala, says in the book: "Everything should change and change is needed for everything. But the only thing that should not be changed is forest. I don't know how we can call those who kill trees and mountains and marshes humans…."

In his long years of forest life, he has encountered almost all animals and reptiles, in the wild, face to face. But no animal (the carnivore or herbivore) or reptile has ever attacked him. He says that the wild animals can perfectly differentiate the humans who are their friends, who see them with reverence from those who come to kill them, who see them as something dangerous. “If the wild animals come just in front of us and if we reach very close to them, it is because of an intimate language, the language of heart, which is recognized by both the photographer and the photographed animals. We commit grave mistake when we consider it as adventure.”

All photos by N. A. Naseer

White Buffalo (Gaur) Calf

 

 

 

We Are All Bees Now

Bhramari Devi

Well, it's happened before, and seems to be getting more frequent, but animalliberationfront website has been down again for last 3 days at least. No surprise, since they, of course, are the most dangerous terrist threat to our great nation under god and, actually, all life on earth and everything good and wholesome and righteous.  So it's probably for our own protection by those who care so very much about all us proles.

There's a great article I'd like to share today about the emotional life of bees, and that is the sort of thing which I would always prefer to post in this space, but unfortunately there is a bit more of this little problem of all-pervading bullshit on the internet....
I know almost nobody reads my scribbling rantings, and I seem to have run out of things to say these days. I may have had some relevant, maybe even original, things to say in the past, and I was doing this for certain reasons, but I find now I can do no more than just repeat things I have written way too many times already, and I will probably only continue this blogspace with linking other writers and bloggers who have much more original things to say and are more articulate in getting crucial information across. 

Here is one rant that you shouldn't miss. 

See, this morning I had to bust a forum/blog because one of the admins posted a fake article from a fake "news" site regarding an environmental issue in the Amazon. He answered that "he had no idea the site was fake". It took me about 2 seconds to determine that the article and site linked was fake. Who the fuck are these people? I don't think they are even real in the identities that they project online. I believe there is a huge amount of this covert misdirection going on in these "open", "free", "truthseeking", "progressive" sites and blogs. Readers now have to be extremely vigilant and investigate what appears to be the above. The 'alternative' web is now way worse than mainstream media and way more voluminous. 
The above mentioned forum is closely associated with the wacko JimStone. He's the guy who posts shit like 'the 43 student-teachers murdered and incinerated in Mexico were communist thugs', and then this and more of his crap is picked up by VT, Rense, Truthseeker, and others. Then you get the shit about the fake 'oathkeepers' who claim all the protesters are "communists and muslims". It beats the crap outta me why anyone would want to be associated with these conscienceless and totally compromised characters with all the horseshit right-wing mind-fuckery that they push. These assholes, posing as 'alternatives to fascist mouthpieces'/'exposers of evil'/'supporters of culture' should all be incarcerated at the very minimum. A good portion naturally have spook or military 'backgrounds' too, duh. 

Nobody, in this day and age, with a strong such 'background' should be trusted as far as you can throw them. This is called "authoritarian follower" syndrome. It is a subset/symptom of WETIKO, plain and simple, hello. Actually they are equivalent. And it's not just limited, obviously, to the males with their hyper-masculinity cop-and-military 'culture', but includes the women who are attracted to those in uniforms of brutality. 

The western world, and indeed the entire world, is now full of these 'adult children' posing as adults. But let's not gloss over the fact that amerikka truly leads the way in being the most evil collectivity/empire ever to exist in the last 9000 years. One good thing is that there's no racism or misogyny - just ask a racist or misogynist anyone. Actually, 'evil' or 'horrific' or 'monstrous' doesn't even begin to come close to describing what needs to be utterly wiped from the face of the earth. If it were up to me, I'd nullify all laws and ownership, and just turn the whole damn thing over to a few generations of indigenous grandmothers to sort out. There are no words in any language to describe what the anglo/'murrkin/israhell/canadian/australian whatever-you-call-it is. All politicians, corporate execs, and spook/military heads (and all who even minutely support them) need to roll off the guillotine platform into the bucket asap for the extremely slight possibility of preservation of life on the planet. (And that should include the 'scientific', 'medical', and 'legal' establishment perps too.)

We still have no idea how anything like that might possibly come about, short of a 'miracle'. But, miracles do happen. Our own lives can attest to that. 
I still don't know if I even want to continue keeping this site alive, but I do acknowledge that, even if those un-compromised are a tiny minority, they have done and continue to do great work and service. I would include, among others, the previously linked Timster, A Peasant, Nina, Chris Floyd, 'willyloman', KulturCritic, easyidler, R. Sauder, Desdemona, Aang, Vivek, DublinMick, Zoner, and probably others I'm forgetting right now. These lovely folks have truly been an inspiration and comfort these past years. 108 thanks and praises!

Please read this fascinating study about the bee situation. It is not the usual or like what we're all familiar with. 
THE SORROW OF BEES 

Musical break - "there will be an answer...."
 

Holy Manhood Personified - "Are You Really THAT Insane?!"

Ramana & his devotee Lakshmi

After the last couple of posts, I thought maybe I should acknowledge or at least for balance sake throw out a little human sanity...what the hell. 
If that vile imaginary-entity-propitiation shit happens again in 5 years, I'm gonna sign up for the full human extinction program.

It be waaaay past time for shit-canning those sentient-being sacrifices for propitiating ANY "gods". Not to assume the non-existence of gods/goddesses/angels/elementals, but, hey, a real goddess', say Mother Earth's, absolute LAST desire would be some kinda pointless, sicko death ritual of Her beautiful animal children. Beauty, on the other hand, is always the preferred offering in every situation.

I brought that thing up because I was tracking it 5 years ago, trying to get the word out, especially within the India-phile communities. I was horrified then because throughout all the years in India the water buffalo was my most loved animal - so gentle, shy, sensitive, beautiful in form and motion, lovely to swim with in the river, I was always drawn to their intelligent and humble gaze of their pretty eyes surrounded by the longest eyelashes ever seen. A wonderful feel to their skin. To me, they were as "holy" as anything else there walking, flying, swimming, or rooted. Still feeling a heavy heart. 

Been one helluva week here in ol' usa. Mostly I feel speechless. Nuthin' new, been this way as far back as I can remember. Guess a lot of folks younger than I think this is a recent development. The post-racial thing, and all that. Just a matter of diversity-fatigue. I have nothing to say; it's all been said too many times before with less than agreeable reception. Fuck it. 

My only point here today is to share the words, and the vibe, of this gentleman - a man who takes responsibility for his knowledge, position, and all that he is connected to. In 1975, Frank T'Seleie was Dene chief in Canada's Northwest Territories, university-educated and in his 20s. 
1975 PIPELINE INQUIRY - CBC ARCHIVES 
    

 

UPDATE - Courage

UPDATE:
from a Facebook post by Animal Welfare Network Nepal (AWNN) - 
The organizers said this would be the “biggest and most spectacular” Gadhimai Festival ever. They projected there would be 500,000 animals sacrificed. So confident of numbers, they sold in advance the carcasses of 10,000 buffalo to a meat contractor for US$160,000. This contractor has now backed out after counting only 3,266 buffalo carcasses, with an estimated 15,000 goats and 5-10,000 pigeons. The carcasses are being left to rot in the ground, whilst the organizers are facing a huge financial loss.
This is the first Gadhimai Festival since our Stop Animal Sacrifice campaign began, and already we have reduced animal sacrifices by at least 70%. For five years we have been conducting mass sensitization in all 99 villages of Bara district, and we have reached every single adult in the five villages surrounding the festival area. Together with our friends from Humane Society International, we have moved the Supreme Courts in Nepal and India, and we worked so hard on the ground to save as many animals as possible, despite much adversity and great personal risk (due to the political and corruptive forces behind Gadhimai). We mobilized hundreds of volunteers, confiscated thousands of animals, and convinced countless pilgrims not to sacrifice their animals. At the last, we held an all night protest within the heart of the temple itself and convinced the butchers to release over 300 buffalo.
The whole event has been a disaster for the organizers and has exposed the total incompetence of the Nepalese authorities. 
- Manoj Gautam, President AWNN

This......is also Planet Earth, November, 2014

 Many pray it is the last time ever. May it be so.
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Next weekend - the most massive religious animal sacrifice on the planet.
It happens every 5 years.
It is an alcohol-fueled demonic hell-realm.
A million people will show up.

India outlawed animal sacrifice, and is manning the border, but it is still planned to go forward despite last 5 years of activists' efforts and petitions to Nepal govt.

Below is kickstarter page for one courageous young man, wildlife activist, whom a film-maker is attempting to document.
I will not post more links.
If interested, you can search "Gadhimai festival", but be very aware of horrifically disturbing images from the search.

For the 4 min. film :
ALL LIVING THINGS

Some Human-oriented Reality-Checks Would Be Helpful

I'm listening to the Indigenous Wisdom Summit and one elder is speaking about the danger of listening to false information that claims to be true. We need to talk about that, but first....back after a brief endorsement:

Last weekend we discovered our new favorite eatery in the world (though we can only seldom afford to eat out). Jambo Cafe. African and Caribbean cuisine. Irie, magical, dreadie chef- and wait-staff. Reggae music and indigenous art enhanced atmosphere. Stunning, local photographer's archival photos of Ras Bob lining one wall that brought us to tears. Part of every dollar spent supports schools and communities in Kenya. And of course, every dish indescribable and ecstasy-invoking. We fall in love once again. [disclosure: not strictly I-tal] Sorry, but it's only in Santa Fe...damn.

So, one Angaangaq Angakkorsuaq, elder from Greenland, was speaking of "the melting of the big ice", how he lives near glaciers which were 5 miles thick and now are 2, how for the first time in thousands of years there are TREES - 15 ft. tall, how his people are walking on EARTH in many areas for the first time in tribal memory. 
You see, this is information sourced from a true human with no agenda. Does this have anything to do with Al Gore? See, maybe I'm gonna come up with my own "litmus test". What's up with these fucking web-writers and bloggers who are so rabidly insistent with their denial and obfuscation and agenda-driven narcissistic need to be 'authorities' and obsessed with arrogantly flaming anyone who questions or disagrees with their pronouncements? "No, no, no, goddamnit, it's gotta be global cooling", there can't be any warming!!!" Sheesh! Get a clue. Do any of them give a shit that they are playing stupidly right into the corporate-matrix mind-fuckery, and the wetikos are laughing all the way to the bank? It's called complexity, what else is new? 
SotT's big into this shit, as well as "no human involvement" (and absolutely no such thing as geoengineering - so shut the fuck up, you nutty conspiracy theorists!). Oh, please! But so are many others, those claiming 'propaganda-free', but they will be named here too.

Swallowing that shrill shit about open borders and hordes of alien terrists? 
Have a look at the new film featuring Ed Harris and Michael Peña - Frontera. Simply a well-done human story that cuts through a good portion of the BS. Yeah, it's what many of us have always known, but...for the confused, or anyone appreciating natural human reality as well as the complexity of the situation, it's a great film. 

There's another thing that has bothered me for several years. There was some bad publicity regarding PETA a while back which blew up into a big "news item(s)", especially on the so-called alternative media, and was duly repeated and commented-on ad nauseam by the usual suspects. It had to do with "PETA kills animals". The usual suspects include SotT, Rense, Truthseeker, Huffpo, Visible's blogs, and many others who like to jump on opportunities to spew cool-sounding cynicism to bolster their impressive credentials of how they are our best source of information on the all-pervasive, wall-to-wall corruption everywhere all the time. 
Well, sorry to burst the hate-PETA bubble, but the whole story was a bullshit, cherry-picked distortion of the facts, promoted by a wetiko-corporate-funded, astro-turf, ag-gag-law-promoting scam called "Center for Consumer Freedom", and another demented wacko named Nathan Winograd who obsesses over his idea that no-kill shelters are the only answer to animal overpopulation, and who put up "peta-kills-animals-dot-com" and similar facebook pages.
Another example of a complex situation. But don't just take my word for it. You can read the whole detailed story HERE. The way humans are capable of self-compromising is truly fascinating, both those who live the lies and those who repeat the lies.

Ingrid Newkirk, director of PETA has spoken about "killing", when she started out in a municipal animal shelter. She made it her business to personally euthanize daily before the rest of the staff came in, because they were so incompetent, cruel, and unfeeling. 
Funny, that's exactly what I had to do for 3 years in what was truly a 3rd-world shelter in this small city. She said she had to kill a thousand animals. I didn't exactly do the injections (a compassionate vet was there for that), but I personally held each one of 2000 animals as they were humanely euthanized. Anyone who's worked at a shelter know what that's all about. I spoke to them, sang to them, stroked them, cuddled them, thanked them, praised them, and prayed for them all; and wept for each and every one of them. My associate and I did cut the euthanasia numbers by half in that period, doubling the adoptions.
So, if you want to know the authentic human-reality version of events, and not the sensationalizing bullshit hate-mongering version, read the above tale.

One more thing on the "human level": if anyone's unsure or confused about transhumanism or 'the singularity', you might check the following essay - 
Transhumanism: the Anti-Human Agenda
[I have read Dowbenko's stuff for years and find him trustworthy.] 
I only bring it up because there are bloggers who promote themselves as "human", but seem to buy into various aspects of this trend. (They also talk up the militarist and exceptionalism crap, so...just...beware.)
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On a completely different track, I have to say, I love this guy's complexity. I just found the blog. It's maybe the best sacred geometry site I've seen. This is a subject close to me for last 40 years, since I first discovered Indian temple architecture, and soon after, John Michell and Keith Critchlow. Here's a link to one posting, but there's much to explore (and, wow, no 'authoritative' ANSWERS, just brave curiosity with disciplined research): Secrets in Plain Sight.

This is kind of strange and wonderful, a human/animal story, enjoy.
UPDATE: Fabulous vid from the Senate! -
“Grandfather look at me, I am standing here struggling, I am defending grandmother earth and I am chasing peace."
 

The Herds of Elephants in the Virtual Room

I guess I feel a rant coming on today. If you're not in the mood, maybe scroll to the bottom, where I'll try to put up some cute photos, and leave the rest for another day. 

In both a local sense as well as world-wide, I see amazing, positive, conscious cultural creativity arising and appearing unexpectedly every day, and true humans exhibiting extraordinary response-ability in this time of mass spiritual degradation....but, Is anyone else thoroughly disgusted with the 'landscape' of the blog/alternative media world at this point in the Age of Purposeful Insane Misdirection? Is this just an absolute taboo subject, something continuously un-noted because it's "not cool to do something that creates divisiveness" among "our side", who simply want to 'spread truth, disempower the psychopaths, make the world a better place, save the earth, and bring about a return to sanity'? Ok, I'm talking about the biggies here, the "popular", the million-visitors-attracting blog-sites that dominate the coverage of news and trends on the alternative end of the web (as well as the thousand-visitors sites that aspire to, and worship, the biggies, and regurgitate said sites' misdirections and propaganda). Do I have to name names? What would you do if I spoke 'out of line'...."would you stand up and walk out on me"?  I see the overwhelming majority being agencies of narcissistic, historically-challenged, life-experience-challenged, non-earth-connected megalomaniacal individuals. Much expression of humility, but transparently not authentic. Much touting of their 'awakened state', even though admittedly of "recent occurrence". Disseminating of 'spiritual advice', but sourced in book-learning, not life-relationship disciplined hard practice. Personal social history of limited associations within exclusive, group-mind cult milieus (religion/business/military/commercial arts/academia/MSmedia/science/pharma-med/etc. Whatever, there's the ever-present dumb-ass amerikan "rock-star" mentality running through it all. 

You say, well, I don't have to go looking at some shit if it annoys me. Problem is, it's all that we have as 'alternatives' to the bullshit Matrix media. Tee-vee and radio went totally in the toilet long ago (except for some tiny pockets and web-radio here and there). What we have is inundation with ancient reactionary mind-numbing fear-mongering, scapegoating, tavistock/intel-sourced misdirection, erasure of the true stories of events experienced by real people in real time, monotonous references to exceptionalism, all-out efforts at demonizing the actual diversity of human and non-human culture in our world, and other time-honored traditions of insane political verbal diarrhea: all those trainloads of foreign children streaming through "our" porous borders with their diseases; amazon feminists and queers ravaging our social fabric with their 'agendas'; hypocritical environmentalists and drugged-out hippies and their marijuana destroying our 'way of life' and prosperity; Islam- the religion of violence; the war on christianity; white genocide; the scourge of race-mixing; all-bad-jews-all-the-time; Hitler and the third reich were cool - 'scientifically' and 'spiritually' advanced*; all our iconic historical revolutionaries were violent psychopathic murderers; vegetarianism is killing everyone and bacon cures cancer; 'commie' Obama's drones/Obama's this/Obama's that; the cool wise military/intel vet dudes (*hi, VT and JackHeart!) who know what's what and will save us (some day in the future); young black thugs who deserve to get shot; [addendum: chemtrails only exist in nut-cases' minds; humans have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with climate change -Gore's delusion], on and on and on and on....I think I gotta go puke, and that's just the short list. 

Alright, I don't give a shit if anyone wants to pollute their mind with misdirecting, confusing, half-assed social, political, or spiritual word-smithing that sounds brilliantly intelligent and  authoritative. Knock yourself out. Talk to me in 10 years, after you've realized you've been taken for a ride down a bad road to nowhere. And you find these 'heroes' of the intertubes are no more real than tee-vee and screen characters. Or better yet, make an effort and go actually meet these 'heroes' and observe their demeanor, inflection, body language, eye movements, interaction with other normal human beings. And let me know how that works out for you.

Sometimes some real history squeaks through in film, for instance, like Cesar Chavez, easily accessible through any of the usual outlets. And pay attention to the embedded old news clips of Ronnie Raygun's comments on the events over which he presided. Other featured politicians' and officials' words, too, will clear up any confusion one might have regarding the veracity of the exact same misdirection and bullshit being propagated today on alt and mainstream media 24/7. 
Raygun, btw, is the hero, "last legit president", to the VT crowd; but now they've 'awakened' to become supporters of Obama and Hillary. [You've come a long way! Praise Jeezus!]  
[As Chris Hedges calls it, "the sickness of hypermasculinity which lies at the heart of military and fascist 'culture'..."  (I don't know if "heart" is the correct chakra here.)]

Another film, of course, to bring one up to speed as to the historical reality of past and current conditions is Kill The Messenger, just released. From all accounts, also a must-see.

I get so mixed up, damn, don't know if we got a fat ball-head full-blown fascist police state, or is there just too many colored youth thugs runnin' aroun'? Too complicated, and there's a new game app out I need to download.  
Maybe you missed this little historical perspective essay on the Ferguson scene: 
The Making of Ferguson. More reality, actual history, exposing the ugliness of the ubiquitous ongoing racist misdirection. (or maybe you should just dismiss it - the author has a jewish sounding name...)

Wanna go back a little further? How about Watergate? Bet you didn't know a lot of the stuff spelled out in this little piece: 
Watergate Unstoppered.
If you don't understand that ALL propaganda, everywhere, is vetted and flows through the INTEL complex, and always has, you need to dig a little deeper, as the above researcher has.

About that ISIS crisis thingy (and amerika's "friends") - summed up in one sentence:
"There are no moderates; there never were any moderates."
Ok?  
We should all know by now that's how shit rolls. Excuse me, I meant the empire, same thing.

You see, actually I am an amerika-hater. 
Proud, card-carrying, and all that...and goes without saying, an israhell hater too. 
Neither entity has any "right to exist". Not that most so-called "nations" should be considered exceptions either...well, maybe Kanata and Lakota are two off the top of my head. 

All I got to say on the recent "election", and 'merkin elections in general (I don't need no stinkin' voting machine):

Or maybe someone like this would get me out to the polls - 

In the past, she did - 

And she did - 

Of course, they're all insane, conspiracy theorists, and enemies of the state. [edit: whoops, I almost forgot "commie"!] You'd know that if you read the right alt blogs.
If political reality was the only reality (flash: it's not), we're screwed.

Q: How many truthers does it take to change....anything? 
A: They have changed nothing.
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Last week, a certain individual having access to my residence grounds, someone considered by the 'cool people' to be just about the coolest dude ever, a 'hip' reggae-lovin' manly jack-of-all-trades type - decided to lay out d-Con in the shed near my house. Seems he has a critter problem. I only got to the second tray to remove it. Do you know what that shit is? I had to school the sumbitch quite forcefully. Mouse/chipmunk eats it, suffers from ebola for up to 10 days, owl eats mouse, coyote eats owl, vulture eats coyote...or my cat, our neighbors' dogs get in the food-chain...this thing has finally been outlawed (this fall!) after many decades of battles and campaigns by just about every environmental org that exists. 
What is wrong with (supposedly smart) peoples' brains? Sheesh! So yesterday I find a dead Brown Thrasher bird in the shed with no marks. Yesterday also found glue-traps all over another neighbor's yard. Fucking humans. Sometimes I just want out.

But....I have a most beautiful friend who depends on me. And I finally just found my tribe - a bunch of Cuban/Haitian drum maniacs. And I just began working with an amazing horse trainer and her horses. And I have new students from around the world. And I need to scan 40 years of rare traditional drum comps to make available on the web. And, and, and....

I think I'm losing it. 
Shit, all I wanted to do was go on the net today and see if there was any straight-up crucial info that I and the love-tribe needs to know....well, it's definitely not the worst day of this life so far.

I hope yours goes as well, or a lot better!
>onelove<