V

"A truth's initial commotion is directly proportional to how deeply the lie was believed. It wasn't the world being round that agitated people, but that the world wasn't flat. When a well-packaged web of lies has been sold gradually to the masses over generations, the truth will seem utterly preposterous and its speaker a raving lunatic."

-Dresden James

"I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. That is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant."

- Martin Luther King, Jr.

"What is a wizard? Not someone who can simply perform magic but someone who can cause transformation."

"A wizard can turn fear to joy, frustration to fulfillment.
A wizard can turn the time-bound into the timeless.
A wizard can carry you beyond the limitations into the boundless."

"...A disciple once went to a great master and said, 'Why do I feel so bottled up inside, as if I want to scream?' The master looked at him and replied, 'Because everyone feels that way.'"
"All of us want to expand in love nad creativity, to explore our spiritual nature, yet often we fall short. We lock ourselves in our own prisons. Some people, however, have broken out of the confines that make life so constricted. Listen to the Persian poet Rumi, who says, 'You are the unconditioned spirit trapped in conditions, like the sun in eclipse.'"
"This is the voice of a wizard, who will not accept that humans are limited in time and space. We are just temporarily in eclipse. The purpose of learning from a wizard is finding the wizard within. Having found the inner guide, you've found yourself. The self is the ever-shining sun that may be in eclipse, but once the shadows pass, the sun is simply there in all its glory."

--Deepak Chopra, The Way of the Wizard

"The universe has always existed; that is, it has existed throughout all time, because time exists only as a constituent of the physical universe.... The only thing that exists in the physical universe is motion. Our theory, as it now stands, defines what motion is, and what it does, but not how it originated, or whether it had an origin. Since time, in a universe of motion, exists only as an aspect of that motion, the universe and time are coeval. On this basis, the universe has existed always-during all time-regardless of whether or not it originated from an act of creation."

- (Chapter 31, The Universe of Motion)

Talk about beauty. The theory is quite interesting as well.

I remember reading an article back when GPS had first started appearing in cell phones on a large scale, and MIT had done a study to see if they could predict people's movement simply by using their cell phones as tracking devices. They restricted the study to the campus and the results turned out to be remarkably accurate. Anyways, I was jogging the Oracle's memory (surfing the internet that is), and came across the after effect of this study: Nathan Eagle leading a team of the Human Dynamics Group at MIT Media Labs creating something they coin "Reality Mining." Below you may find a brief synopsis from their website:

Research Design and Methodology
The Reality Mining research project has three aims: developing technology and algorithms for sensing, modeling, and changing human behavior. The sensing component is accomplished with mobile phone applications that capture data on users' location, proximity, communication and device usage behavior. The models are being generated using data from an ongoing study consisting of one hundred human subjects over the course of eight months and representing approximately 500,000 hours (~60 years) of human behavior. Seventy of the users are at the MIT Media Laboratory, while the remaining thirty are incoming students at the MIT Sloan business school adjacent to the laboratory. For the final aim, we develop algorithms for generating theoretically improved social network topologies and methods to implement these changes in a real social network through proximity-based notifications.

I came across Apy's "After The Rain Comes A Rainbow" t-shirt and was very impressed at his ability to create movement.
I also enjoyed his "yeah attitude" t-shirt design. Very clever and creative.

An excellent presentation on happiness done by Tibetan monk, Matthieu Ricard. Be ready to be inspired, or else ignore its existence...

Summary

A smart environment is, by definition, context-aware: by combining inputs from multiple pervasive sensing devices, applications in the smart infrastructure should be able to intelligently deduce the intent or attributes of an individual without explicit manual input. Location is perhaps one of the earliest, and still most common, examples of such context. There are myriad examples of pervasive applications where the system uses the location of a mobile individual, or sometimes groups of individuals, to customize or adapt to the computing environment. A smart environment must be able to both determine and predict the location of an individual. In this chapter, we shall look at the various protocols, algorithms and technologies used for effective location prediction in smart environments. We shall first study the various research prototypes and techniques used to obtain the location information of a mobile user or device in a smart environment. We will then develop a unifying approach toward location prediction and finally concentrate on the problem of location prediction for both the geometric and symbolic group of location reporting technologies.

"The physical object are not permanent representations of unchanging ideas, and that idea alone gives true knowledge as they are known in the Mind."

-Plato

That's right, the new TED prize winners of 2008 have been announced! For any unfamiliar with what TED is or what these prizes consist of, enjoy the following segment from their site:

"The TED Prize was introduced in 2005, and it is unlike any other award. Although the winners receive a prize of $100,000 each, the real prize is that they are granted a WISH. "A wish to change the world." There are no formal restrictions on the wish. We ask our winners to think big and to be creative. The goal is that it creates an incredible sense of excitement and common purpose. It inspires the TED community, and all those who hear about the wish, to offer their help in making the wish come true.

Three winners are chosen each year. They could be anyone with world-changing potential: inventors or entrepreneurs, designers or artists, visionaries or mavericks, story-tellers or persuaders. But they must be people who the judges believe have the ability to inspire others to do something great for the world.

Our new winners will announce their wishes at TED2008 in Monterey, on February 28, 2008, and their presentations will be released online to the world shortly afterward."

View past years' winners here:
2007 >>
2006 >>
2005 >>

I came across the below image while browsing through a rather unique World Peace store in Carlsbad, CA. The image was the front cover of a card. I thought it was clever, so I looked up the creator on the back of the card and found the following manifesto, which I find equally as clever and twice as audacious. Hope you enjoy it as much as I. - V -

The following is a 1982 interview of Norman Dodds by Edward Griffin. Norman Dodds was the leading member of the Reese Foundation, whose goal was to examine and pry into Foundations that were deemed "un-American." His startling discovery and thorough review of the Carnegie+Rockefeller Foundations reveals some startling information regarding the war agenda and the formation of the U.S.'s centralized education system.

This is a phenomenal song by Ziggy. And I can't help but giggle at how well this portrays the '80s.

Do good, and good gives
Act in vain, and vain remains
Follow your path through word of heart
Listen to the wind with Love within
Seek out the soul you feel from without
Find the treasure you dream about
With heart in hand you'll always stand
Else God has for you yet another plan

Watch for signs that fall in your stead
Tie to those, the dreams in your head
When a connection prevails and all is told
You will finally know the Soul of the World

'O Philosopher's Stone, Elixer of Life,
Guide me through eternal strife
Through clouds above, beyond the Sun
Through waves in space to where it all begun
Then with mind in view, and Love so true
Melt with me and all who knew
For One is All, and All is You
Love project, combined, and reused.

"Cause I gotta tell you the truth folks, I gotta tell you the truth...when it comes to bull shit,
big time, major league bull shit, you have to stand in awe of the all time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims: Religion. Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man.. living in the sky, who watches everything you do every minute of every day, and the invisible man has a special list of 10 things he does not want you to do, and if you do any of these special things he has a place full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry for ever and ever until the end of time....but he loves you...he loves you. He loves you and he needs MONEY, he always needs money. He's all powerful, all perfect, all knowing, and all wise, somehow, *click*, just can't handle money. Religion takes in billions of dollars, they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more...now, you talk about a good bull shit story: holy shit."

- George Carlin

"They must find it difficult...
Those who have taken authority as the truth,
Rather than truth as the authority."

-G. Massey, Egyptologist

Life's like a ride in an amusement park; and when you go on it you think it's real, because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and 'round and 'round. It has thrills, and chills, and it's very brightly coloured. And it's very loud, and it's fun for a while. Some have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, 'is this real, or is it just a ride?' And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and they say, 'hey, don't worry, don't be afraid ever. 'Cause this is just a ride.' And we kill those people, 'Shut him up, I've got a lot invested in this ride, Shut him up!' Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This has to be real... It's just a ride ... But we'll kill those good guys that try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the daemons run em up; but it doesn't matter, 'cause it's just a ride and we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice, no effort, no work, no job, no savings of money, just a choice right now: between fear...and love.

- Bill Hicks

"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of a spottless mind
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;"

- Alexander Pope

"... by definition, a human being is endowed with free will. He can use this to choose between good and evil. If he can only perform good or only perform evil, then he is a clockwork orange--meaning that he has the appearance of an organism lovely with colour and juice but is in fact only a clockwork toy to be wound up by God or the Devil or (since this is increasingly replacing both) the Almighty State. It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil. The important thing is moral choice. Evil has to exist along with good, in order that moral choice may operate. Life is sustained by the grinding opposition of moral entities. This is what the television news is all about. Unfortunately there is so much original sin in us all that we find evil rather attractive."

- Anthony Burgess, Introduction to A Clockwork Orange

"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both."

- Benjamin Franklin

"A Warrior of Light knows that he has much to be grateful for.

Angels help him in his struggle; celestial forces place each thing in its place, thus allowing him to give it his best.

His companions say: “He’s so lucky!” And the warrior does sometimes achieve things far beyond his capabilities.

That is why, as sunset, he kneels and gives thanks for the Protective Cloak surrounding him.

His gratitude, however, is not limited to the spiritual world; he never forgets his friends, for their blood, mingled with his on the battlefield.

A Warrior does not need to reminded of the help given him by others. He is the first to remember and he makes sure to share with them any rewards he receives."

Ephemeralization is a term coined by R. Buckminster Fuller. It refers to the ability of people to use technological advances to continuously do more with less. Fuller’s vision was that ephemeralization will result in ever increasing standards of living for an ever growing population despite finite resources.

Wake up friends. The world is only getting smaller, and will continue to do so until YOU decide to change. If you are unwilling to change and are CONTENT with a life that is not yours...well...enjoy the well crafted Circus of the Fourth Reich and get used to watching your family die at the hands of your forced pretentiously facetious grin of senile hilarity; because in the end, that will be all that you are left with. For even your will is to be stripped from your mind just as is done with your "freedom".

-Enjoy

"Cancer is just another word for cellular dementia."

-V

"When I open my eyes, I can only sigh, for what I see is contrary to my creed: and I must despise the world for not perceiving that music is a higher revelation than any wisdom or philosophy. It is the wine that inspires new creations, and I am the Bacchus, who presses out this wine for men, and makes them spiritually drunk; when they are sober they bring to shore all kinds of things which they have caught. God is nearer to me than to others. I approach him without fear, I have always known him. Neither am I anxious about my music, which no adverse fate can overtake, and which will free him who understands it from the misery which afflicts others."

-LUDWIG VON BEETHOVEN

"Peace will be obtained through the knowledge of our misunderstandings."

- V

This is a phenomenal video shedding light on some serious issues with today's "corporate media" conglomerates. More people than you think are taking action, so it's up to you to join the wagon to keep the freedom that has been fought for for thousands of generations; or join the freight train destined to crash into the nearest oncoming oil rig or nuclear weapon.

Enjoy kiddies.

Love is pure
Love is life
Love is where the mind meets the soul in eternal harmonious strife.

The first sign of love is through lucid vision
Through the eyes of two does this amazing presence form
A new world displays a mystic collision
A collision of dreams and reality create perfection
And the two embodied minds entwine forming a succinct eternal attraction

Time becomes transparent as perfection forms a new visual reality
The presence glistens reflections of recycled future
Each moment creates new beginnings of understanding and clarity
Future and present fuse into a state of absolution in an existing essence
Reality becomes an eternal dream of prevalence
As perpetual bliss swallows the mind

The mind liquefies from the presence of astonishing beauty
Her face is a dream viewed in streaming reality
Her eyes like crystals reflecting angelic magnificence
Her tender lips personify her mind through meticulous sounds of perfection
Upon her touch the body numbs and mind vanishes to an eternal dream world
As her gentle lips grasp my soul through every kiss
I awake from the illusionary dream in a state of perpetual bliss.

The heart burns as the mind awakes from sporadic dreams of translucent vision
Confusion clouds the mind with powerful emotion
As the presence of love is strained from the beauty’s soul
Alone and mind lost in a state of mistaken devotion
For dreams are trapped in the mind’s indecision.

Love is pure
Love is life
Love is thy one and only cure.

"Societal Change"
The natural sensation and its use as a means of survival in todays society.

Every person thrives for success and accomplishment.
*There needs to be a shift from this sensation away from money. Money separates this sensation from society.
*People should be praised for their work through celebration (i.e. feasts, gifts, etc.)
*All necessities in life must be free, and distributed to all
*Farming must be retaught and localized.
*Water & Sewer cannot be centralized or combined.
*The idea of material possessions must be dissolved. This idea was created through greed. Once one's necessities are taken from them by another, the misfortuned person absolves a feeling of loss; which then transforms (through deductive reasoning/logic) into a feeling of ownership.
*People need to be taught/aware how to build, create, and modify the conveniences created (and sold) through science and innovation.
*Brilliant minds must share ideas/inventions with all so that all may benefit.
*The idea behind intellectual property must be dissolved.
*Any new invention/idea is merely a realization/re-arrangement of Truth(that which exists)
*Men and women need to be taught about each other.
*Time is based on the speed of movement. We should learn to deter from speeding up this movement.
*The past must be forgotten, not relived. We have evolved enough through experience that we have learned all we will ever need from it. It is the ideas and knowledge gained through the knowledge of the past that must be harnessed, distributed, and taught to all.

"I am happy for you when you have found your path; but don't let the path blind you from truth or the people that you passed further up the road. Remember the road is yours to pave, but it is useless and empty without people to share its direction.

As long as you can see the path in all directions, and you still stand in it's wake, then it is truth; and is deserving of time's presence. Just remember: truth destroys in silence, beliefs are held captive to opinion, sorrow is caused by regret, and regret means you have done something against truth and astray from your path."

Love truly is the only drug...enjoy.

"This is how it works:
you're young until you're not
you love until you don't
you try until you can't
you laugh until you cry
you cry until you laugh.
and everyone must breathe
until your dying breath

Now, THIS is how it works:
you peer inside your self
you take the things you like
and you try to love the things you took
and then you take that love you made
and stick it into some-
someone elses heart,
pumping someone else blood,
and walking arm and arm
and hope it don't get harmed
but even if it does, you'll just do it all again."

- Sasha

"We are here to create not merely survive."

“My dear, I used to think I was serving humanity…and I pleasured in the thought. Then I discovered that humanity does not want to be served; on the contrary it resents any attempt to serve it.”

- Robert Heinlein, Stranger In A Strange Land (p. 114)

"As you make your moves, whatever they are, you need someone who trusts in you to find your way, even when you are lost. You will need someone who wants to follow you and your path no matter how rocky or hard it may be...only because it is your path and they need and want to be on it with you - wherever it leads.

There are so many definitions of love ( what is a feeling anyway ? ) but one I have thought says a lot is that love is a condition in which another's concerns are above your own.

And therein lies the rub. What we really want is our life, our futures, our being to be the essence of those we love. And so we chase them, to prove to them they are right, that they deserve us...and we deserve them."

- Words of the wise.

Trees so grand, rooted in soil
Regenerative dirt holding life-like toil
Sand of glass hidden rocks in grain
Telling time commencing time remain
Nearly finished sand at end
Flipped through holes to start over again

“He grokked that this was one of the critical cusps in the growth of a being wherein contemplation must bring forth right action in order to permit further growth.”

- Michael Valentine Smith from Robert Heinlein's, "Stranger In A Strange Land"

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Now playing: Instinct Records - FUNKI PORCINI It's A Long Road

"The shaman seers of the Fourth World generally agree that those who tenaciously cling to the past will fall into mass insanity."

- John Hogue

Circles of spirals spindling joy
Happiness hidden in blankets of cloy
Waves in motion of waves in ocean
Infinite illusion, illustrious potion
Do quell minds of erratic devotion

Swim in the pool of happiness fool
Relax and let bad waters drool
Consume with every sip inside
The vast game at last resides
Poolside amongst heavens and clouds
Shaded merely by voidless shrouds
Feet dangling in the cool blue water
Staring in the eyes of every last daughter

Soul consumed with eternal perfume
The remaining cry while the past just sigh
Seek happiness inner deep not in sleep,
Not for sheer moments of high
Rest when time brings you peace
Accept your time when it begins to creep
Happiness divides until final release

Love spreads through waters connected
Feel its warmth if not reflected
Be weary of the depths rejected
Direct the power attracted and project it
Through every eye of every foe
Fish swim in schools you know

I am cultivating my vast archive of knowledge and wisdom(not just my own) in order to form questions that in turn will provide the answer merely through succinct thought alone. Beings will never accept any truth that lies outside the boundaries of their beliefs. It is not my intension to change one's beliefs, but to establish the ultimate perspective of consciousness and truth. By posing questions that, within themselves, provoke initiatives within the individual to reach beyond the boundaries of their beliefs, beings may for once fully bathe in the depths of truth and all that leads to its warmth -- love.

This task is not one in which any sole being can accomplish. So I ask of all of you to leave comments consisting of ANY question to which you feel would add another link to the path I speak of. There are no limits to the questions, and no question shall be unanswered or dismissed.

Always keep in mind the old Zen methods of meditation: A question without an answer will guide you on the pathway to the absorption and ultimate connection of Nothing. Through Nothing we shall realize Everything. For if you start with Everything, it is impossible to even conceptualize Nothing, let alone realize its heavy truth. Everything cannot BE without the Nothing at either end of its spectrum.

The men that founded the United States of America were brilliant. A strangely unique combination of business, medicine, and inventive genius are what has formed the roots of the country. These roots are a key value of life that must never astray or deter from what governs our choices. These roots I speak of is freedom.

Everyone is told, or at least coalesced into believing, that their life is all they have. Even the most prolific organized religions cast doubt or subtle profound confusions as to the meaning or purpose of life and beyond. Yet when confronted with a choice between one's life and their freedom, the latter is generally accepted as their "fate". Even, if by chance, one were to choose to sacrifice their freedom, it is essential to remember this truth: Every passing moment is another chance to turn it all around.

In other words: beings do not have a choice as to whether or not they are free, only the choice as to whether or not they wish to express this freedom and share in its warmth.

When an attempt is made to relinquish or expunge a being's freedom, either one or all of the following are destined to occur: rage(i.e.anger beyond control), revolt(to make change and space for the appropriated freedom to return to), anarchy(if one absolves a feeling of slavery, in their eyes, nothing can govern them), hallucinogenic delusions(a natural occurrence of heightened emotional status), anxiety, fear, ...the list could go on, forever past the negative end of the mind.

Now these facts about freedom have long since been acknowledged and understood. Civilization after civilization have used these understandings to their advantage. Slavery has existed since the dawn of our known history(however long or accurate that history may actually be): Summerians, Egyptians, Mayans, Greeks. All approached greatness yet crumbled in the trembling roar of freedom. It wasn't until the age of the Roman's, however, that freedom was analyzed and formulated into the bank-based corporate slavery that exists today; and the reason it is still intact is simple: brainwashed ignorance and illusionary deceit.

Given the worlds current situation, and the choices that are continuously made by the "officials" of the political spectrum that govern our choices(e.g. through laws, trial and error), We as a collective People must come to an ultimate consciousness about our freedom. Without this freedom we will forever be clothed in garbs of sadness, fear, anxiety, and ignorance.

Forever the answers lie hidden within the questions themselves. The ancient Philosopher's Stone of Truth will slowly roll down the hill of Life, casting doubt and confusion in the minds of the negligent, and finally crashing upon the final realization of the unification of souls as one.

Continued reading, resources, and sometimes references:
News Coverage and Known History

• Eisenhower's Final Address
• Watergate
• CointelPro
• Disclosure Project
• Iran-Contra and Nicuragua
• Honduras and The U.S. Underground
• Cuba and "The Bay of Pigs"
• "The Cold War"
• Project See-Saw
• HAARP
• MKUltra

Movies

• V for Vendetta
• Braveheart

Books

• 1984(George Orwell)
• The Giver(Lois Lowry)
• Stranger In A Strange Land(Robert A. Heinlein)
• Time Enough For Love(Robert A. Heinlein)
• The Glass Bead Game(Herman Hesse)

...More to come...

"Fight for your opinions but do not believe that they contain the whole truth, or the only truth."

-- Charles A. Dana (1819-1897)

"Fear is the foundation of most governments."

- John Adams (2nd U.S. President)

"Givers need to set limits, because takers rarely do."

"Clothes do make the man...naked people have always had little influence on society."

--Mark Twain

The word "enthusiasm" comes from the Greek entheos, which means literally, "the god within." I really like that definition. I doubt it's possible to master the art of time management if you aren't gushingly enthusiastic about what you're going to do with your time. Go after what really inspires you. Don't chase money. Chase your passion. If you aren't enthusiastic about your work, then you're wasting your life. Switch to something else. Consider a new career altogether. Don't beat yourself up if your current career has become stale. Remember that failure is your friend. Listen to that god within you, and switch to something that excites you once again. The worst waste of time is doing something that doesn't make you happy. Your work should serve your life, not the other way around.

--Steve Pavlina

Starin' at the screen erasin' memory
Collecting brain waves in waves
Vibes in space of space
Lights shy
Void pries
Opens whole
Portal to soul
Eye in all, inside we cry
Outward shed through grace
Youthful reflection born in place
Memory found where time remains
Time in beautiful waves of waves
Beams erased mindtroscopes in phase
Mind control replaced
In disguise
Open wide
Wormhole wings to flying things
Into beings then out through heads
Connected in strands time at hand
Rememoring morphisizing manifestos expand

Cross mind collaboration rewinds (in time)
Visions in fast forward recline
Cellular divide
Mutation inside
Growth misleading pride
Rearrangements in stride
Convolution's sigh

It's the memories we use to carry our struggle
It's the ceremonies we choose to feel one another
It's the cherries on top that hold us together
Sweet tooths breaking the tether
Scents of heather
Light as a feather
Mother is treasure

As the days of manipulation set in
We must not forget our kin
We must not forge the fetus within
Advancement smiles that cynical grin
Transforming in shapes of space erased
Defaced abolished dimensional confusion replaced
As the fusion of music binds understanding
With the unheard sight of veracity demanding.
Layman hear truth but see lies
Thus forming false language ties
Bursting forth unforgettable cries

Use the laughter inside to balance your soul
It's the jokes we make that we can't control

Start your life where you choose to make it
From there carry forward a purpose created
Hold in your hand what you don't understand
Observe the demand
Supply every strand
Watch the stars in the sand
Fly through the 'verse then land
Sink to the sun then expand
Shoot past the form that pulls at your hand
Then shake what you can to create a life not man
For we live in a stream of an infinite dream

Confusion is one factor of life that I have yet to grasp. Although I find myself in a constant state of confusion, I cannot seem to see its meaning or purpose. Personally I don't think there really is a meaning or purpose; but rather simply exists to torment and disrupt the minds of innocent people, like myself. To better explain myself, let me describe confusion in a more elaborate manner. Think of confusion as a bubble. The bottle of soap symbolizes a container of potential problems of future and past. The stick represents the body and mind as it is dipped into the convoluted liquid of emotional conflict. As the stick emerges from the vast container of complexity, subtle clarity exists, however, contains something unknown and unwanted. The translucent substance glistens through the whole of the stick; thickening and mystifying upon heavier light. Slowly air is blown upon the mystic liquid as the emotions become more powerful and problems more obvious. All issues form at once as the bubble completes its perfectionist sphere. Its contents now leaving the body creating a visual perplexity; hovering over the individual and causing the mind to be absent from the body. Only with the right reflection of light can the bubble be seen by others, but the creator's fixation causes a continuous sight of the bubble as it travels through the air. Eventually the bubble pops, releasing all tensions and solving all problems; only to be replaced by another forming bubble from the metaphoric stick dipped into a seeming eternal liquid of bewilderment. This is my current feeling of confusion. For when the bubble pops there is a moment of peace and assurance of future clarity. Of course, some bubbles never pop, symbolizing confusing issues that continually persist, only to be lost or forgotten. It seems that confusion, like all emotions, is not to be explained but rather experienced. And through experience, we learn to take control over the bubble. We create its size and condition with either a soft or powerful breath. A bubble eventually becomes something of importance and usefulness, as confusion intrigues the mind rather than disrupting it. It is this that I have yet to experience.

They fuck you up, your mum and dad
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.

Philip Larkin

Mourning Electra
Birds of Maya
Rose Hill Drive

Blast the past.
Forget the rest.

Think about the last time you've danced with a shadow
As it follows and mirrors your every last hour
But soon the light fades and others devour
Soon there are new shades that form a new power

The essence of all beings seeking forms of transcendence
Form rearranging into beings unended
Beings morphing dreams intended
Dreams of remembrance
Rememory commended

This is how winds of life forever blow
Ears open wide with shadows of echoes
Forever yourself captive to deliquescent light
Forever captive held slave to your sight
Fear not the dark for it's where the light goes
Fear not, for fear is not right

And so I stand
Heart in hand
Every single day I can

Truth is the root
There's evil within
Blasphemy's sin
Yet priest akin
Bible's stories sour
Ill-written blasphemy's hour
From Kings shape
The unnatural grape
Unnecessary hate
Carried through veins
Uttered in trains
Displayed in pain
Reflected insane
Perspective remains
Tools retrace
People deface
Roots of race
Rich calcitrate
Poor sacrifice
Needs' price
Fixed omniscience
False pretenses
Happy hour
Godly devour
Void consume
Forgotten commune
Untold sold
And now priceless prevails
The worlds bottom breeds the worlds jail
While the top enjoy a never ending bail.

Release temptation before temptation prevails
Own thy own mind.

You must excuse my language, it runs in me deep
As I know too many words for most people respective
So I dumb down what I say and the words that I speak
So that you understand through me the ultimate perspective

Too many men held down by misunderstood translation
Too many women lost in a world undertaken
Too many children confused and alarmed
Too many souls forgotten and harmed
Too many teachers that know little about Earth's creatures
Too many times have those forgot about rhyme
Too many minds have lost the divine
Too many crimes with too little certainty
Too many dimes with not enough charity
Too many rifts and not enough gifts
Too few cares for so many out there

Life is lost lived by all our abuses
Look at me not in majestic nature
I seek not to analyze and rate ya
Love is pulsed in airs reversed
Traversed in time through eyes intertwined
Translated in reflection as we consume perfection
Sensations reparations and remorseful presentation
Brings us to our state and ultimate trait
Our lives depend on minds and what's hidden in rhyme
So reread and reread and heed my mind's vines.

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Sublime unfurled in the ultimate swirl
Live or obliterate
Comparisons are odious
Precision through vision
Dreamnify
I speak not lies
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Slowly we shall digress
Situations unfathomable in heart's distress
Overbearing situations and physic's limitations
And unworldly spacial visitations
Reminding those sought to renounce decision
Visions once risen obliterated by consequence
Fallible justice falsely served through precedence
Forces of nature manipulated over time
Metals melted with electrical current's divine
Mind control juiced through magnetic waves
Perception convoluted forces us back to the caves
The planetary slaves conclave in disarray
Shelved on streets and served like meat
Cooked into stews of hatred breeding envy
Baked in government's chemical drugs
Synthesized in government's black shops served through thugs
Manipulated by white clothed Spoks
Red rock glimmers past forgotten lies
Flows through the oceans of gaseous moons
Seeping through pores of malnourished apropos
Starving majestical minds of nature's prose
And clothing all in garbs of mental fools

Cause we live in times of heart's opposite nature
Government telling us to kill our very own people
Sending our children to lands of deep seeded hatred
Confusing minds and conforming us in quantity
Examining all we are and nothing we really see
But we must surpass all that can ever be
We must rise to a nature of pure equality
Soar to the top of every mountain above
Drink water from springs that aren't infested with things
Elevate our minds to the Void inside
And accept the fate that we must obliterate.

I know it's hard to see life's true perfection
For clash is king where none see the connection.

"One day, when I awake, I will finally enter the dream state from reality. For when I dream of waking from a dream of reality, only to reappear in my dream, I come to the realization that my reality is in the dream state."

We must forget all that's gone wrong
It's time to rebuild and replenish through song
Forgive and let relinquish all that has been taken
Remove all flames of fear, like a baby's tear
Gently revoking anticipations of grandeur
'Cause this song won't be heard
Regardless it's not about my word or thought
'Cause truth prevails even through the draught
Even through the quakes of mighty shakes
Do unfurl a whom-like connection to the ultimate mother
Not like the brother of the moon or the father of sun
But the soil of the Earth shall forever hover wholly
Shielding wielding energies from apocalyptic screams
Beating pulses of black blood as their stripped from every hub
Tensions burn infinity 'till nothing balances trinity

'Cause tensions burn infinity 'till nothing balances trinity.
People lost in security afore worry consumes purity
We must rise up as a spirit like the Griffin and the Cherub
As a whole shall we raise above and beyond the stars and sun
As a collective shall we recollect, live or let live's retrospect
While Nantucket nectars ooze soothing succulent juices
Our livers fight the cancer of artificial banter
Nonetheless both delicious, as our senses build our fences
As our minds bind vines pressin' sensations opaque
As we mother seeds of others, for those ones you can't just smother
As the time glides on, so do I... drive by
With the wind in my hair and the beach at my feet
With the sun on my back with its fortuneless fate
Standin' calm and collective as we await to dissipate...
Await to dissipate...Cause it's nature's natural trait...

provoking agile thought like a clouds unformed through golden era's crown of light do we see the sight of peaceful connotations with warlike innuendos of conquering puentos es moi ventos...OH...cremate the eyes of disguise for only two pigments exists for the third color formed through the mesh of flesh melatonin fresh fluid of creative minds like the fountain divine do we drink as we speak the rhymes on our minds and translate the human race as we elevate and progress to the era of eternal sun shines in the eyes of the children we make and food we bake and bread we share with the brothers of water do we see the end to the beginning of the cycle like a Cyclops in the sky seeking out it's people; it's the Greek gods sigh mystical worlds created in the minds and spread through the flow audastic melodies and tantric ceremonies progress once more to the next ultimate level and move our minds to a state of distant dwellings, of distant proximities intertwining mass and space consuming ether from nether as if it never existed just as is done with bible and its pilgrims whose poor souls sunk beneath the sensatious methods and reached out to find the clout whose words disregarded with shout one two another for you and you, and you and you....and ... ...and ...cellar door ... cellar door ... these are words you know, with meanings rearranged makin' people all deranged but when all is said and done sole survivors all that's won for the journey just begun and the waves had start to spun throwing all that's seen and sewn with the needles out our arm and the pills done and gone; parasite for parasite is all gone wrong......all gone wrong..........spread this song.

Continuous Infinity

I must take you through a journey of segmented time

A journey of love through the force of attraction

A colorless wheel of magnetic incision

Through scalar wave electrostatic potential

And geometric fallacies of perplexed proportions

Where calculus has been created to stupify the people

And hexagonal matrices form through the steeple

And dominatrix priests heard the poor little sheep

Through eyes sought dim in blinding light

And heads shaken deep from the blinding sight

The world needs love not hatred and races

It needs to be stripped of all ill seeded “natures”

Replaced by antithisizing synonyms and pure bred rhythms

Of vibrating waves of time manifesting thoughts divine

As kindred spirits consume the vast of the lost past

And the found future of forgotten fate

Brings humanity together for the final frontier

For hope is not a delusion but the last remaining tool

The final days are always churning for the nearest present moment

To create the movement to abyss and end the universes' struggle

For the life of a 'verse is as short lived as humanity's curse.

Conquer yourself from within as without

Consume all perspectives as they come about

Reject all assumptions and accusations

Forget me not for my clairvoyant thought

Regret not for all done distraught

Refuse control of intolerant power (mongering tyrants)

Replenish this 'verse with fluids unearthed

Recreate all souls lost or forgot

Relive all those that thought were not

Become all with all to come

Truth means truth

Love is all

Continuous Infinity

forever dedicated to Giovanni and Lazarus

This by far my favorite excerpt from Herman Hesse's, Magister Ludi(Das Glasperlenspiel). In the following quote the word Castalia refers to a province composed of super elite scholars; people devoted to truth and spirit. Waldzell refers to the actual campus for these scholars. The main character, Joseph Knecht, is conversing with a fellow friend from the outside world, whom has become distraught with his life and misguidance. Joseph is providing his esteemed friend with some advice about life and the pursuit of serenity:

"'I should like to talk to you about serenity--that of the stars and the spirit, and also about our own particular Castalian serenity. You have an aversion to it, probably because you have been obliged to follow the path of sadness and because now all sunniness and geniality, our Castalian brand especially, seem to you shallow and childish--cowardly too--and seem to constitute a flight from the terrors and the abysmal truths of reality into a clear well-ordered world of pure pattern and formulas, of pure abstractions and refinements. But, my dear mournful one, even though this flight exists, and even though there may be Castalians who are cowardly and timorous and who play with formulas, even though this should apply to the majority of us, it does not contradict the serenity of the heavens and the spirit, and does not detract from their value and splendour. The easily content and pseudo-serene among us can be opposed by others--men and generations of men for whom serenity was not merely a superficial game but a serious and deep preoccupation. I have known one of them. He was our former music master, whom you saw from time to time at Waldzell, a man who in the latter years of his life possessed this virtue to such a degree that ti radiated from him like light from the sun, that it flooded everything and was reflected in everyone--as benevolence, love of life, good temper, confidence and reliability--who accepted and absorbed its glow seriously.

'I, too, was illuminated by this light, and partook to some small measure of his sunniness and the warmth from his glowing heart... To achieve this serenity is my highest and noblest aim, and also that of many others: you will find it very often among the Fathers of our Order. This serenity is neither a pose nor self-complacency but the highest knowledge and love, the acceptance of all truth, the awareness at the edge of all depths and abysses, the virtue of the Saint and the Knight. It is imperturbable and increases with age and the approach of death; it is the secret of all beauty, and the quintessence of all art. The poet who, in the dancing metre of his verses, praises the glorious and the terrible in life, the musician who lets it ring as pure Present, are both bringers of light, spreading joy and brightness upon earth, even though at first they may lead us through tears and painful tension. The poet whose verses enchant us may be a sad recluse, and the musician a melancholy dreamer, but their work also has a part in the serenity of God and the stars. What they give us is no more than their sombreness, sorrow or fear, but it is a drop of the pure light of Eternal Serenity. When, too, whole peoples and languages seek to plumb the depths of the world by means of myths, cosmogonies and religions, their highest achievement is this serenity. Think for one moment of the ancient Indians of whom our teacher at Waldzell often told us: they were people of suffering, reflection, penance and ascesis, but the ultimate fund of their spirit was light and serenity--serene the smile of the world conqueror and the Buddha, serene the figures of their eschatological mythologies. The world, as their myths portray it, was in the beginning divine, radiant and happy, beautiful as spring--a golden age. But suddenly it grows sick and begins to degenerate, becomes more and more coarsened and wretched, until finally, at the end of four ever declining aeons, it is ripe to be stamped underfoot and destroyed by the dancing feet of Shiva. That is not the end of the world, however. It begins anew with the smile of the dreaming Vishnu who, with his playing hand, creates a new, young, beautiful and radiant world. It is truly marvellous: these people, discerning and capable of suffering as hardly any other, looked upon the gruesome game of world history with horror and shame--the ever-turning wheel of lust and suffering. They saw and understood the decay of creation, the lust and devilry of man and simultaneously his deep longing for purity and harmony, and discovered this glorious allegory for the whole beauty and tragedy of creation--the aeons and the decline of creation, the powerful Shiva who tramples the putrefying world to pulp and the laughing Vishnu who lies in slumber and allows a new world to be born of his divine golden dreams.

'Now as regards our Castalian serenity, it may be only a small and late variety of this great one, but it is entirely legitimate. Scholarship has not always and everywhere been serene--as of course it should have been. With us it is the cult of truth closely bound up with the cult of the beautiful and, in addition to this, with the contemplative care of the spirit, and thus can never entirely lose its serenity; but our Bead Game unites within itself all three of these principles--science, reverence of the beautiful and meditation. Thus, a true bead-player should be permeated with serenity like a ripe fruit with sweet juices, and above all should possess the serenity of music, which is naught else but courage--a serene, smiling, striding and dancing amidst the terrors and flames of the world, the festive offering of a sacrifice.
'...But you must not retire to sleep without first hearing a little music. A glance at the stars and a little sweet music are better than all your sleeping draughts.'
Knecht sat down and played softly and gently. He played a phrase from that Purcell sonata ... The notes fell like golden drops of light in the silence of the room, so gently that the murmur of the fountain in the courtyard could still be heard. The voices of the beautiful music met and merged--gentle and powerful, chaste and sweet. Courageously and serenely, they strode in their innermost ranks through the void of time and the transitory, making space and the night hour, while they lasted, enduring and cosmic..." - pp. 285-288

"My life, as I saw it, was to be a transcendence, a progress from step to step, a series of realms to be traversed and left behind one after another, just as a piece of music perfects, completes and leaves behind theme after theme, tempo after tempo, never tired, never sleeping, always aware and always perfect in the present. I had noticed that, coincidental with the experience of awakening, there actually were such steps and realms, and that each time a life stage was coming to an end it was fraught with decay and desire for death before leading to a new realm, and awakening and to a new beginning."

- An excerpt from Hermann Hesse's The Glass Bead game. The main character, Joseph Knect, is explaining an experience he coins an "awakening"

The following is a solution to the what and why questions of the human spirit of life.

Since no religion may be deemed a tool for universal communication (primarily because there is more than one), I will refrain from using any jargon associated with such. Please feel free to translate any of the following into words that better suit your culture, and I will try my best to translate into words all that flows through my mind.

First of all, there are no secrets amongst truth. Secondly, one must know what the human spirit is before one can interpret its relationship to life.

In its simplest form, the human spirit is the force that creates consciousness. It is deemed "human" solely due the fact that science has not been capable of finding consciousness within any other life form; nor is it possible to measure consciousness without projected sense experiences (which unfortunately have yet to be realised).

The human spirit's relationship to life, its purpose, is to translate love and thus propagate creation. The reason for its existence requires a certain sense of mental and visual abstraction and a much heavier dialogue. Nonetheless, I will try my best to describe its essence with the words of this horrible English language:

Imagine the universe ultimately as another life force. As a life force, it undergoes the same struggles of life that result from its creation. Its ultimate goal is to balance these struggles so that it may achieve eternal serenity.

Through serenity life is possible.

"Look at that cloud landscape dappling the heavens. At the first glimpse one might think that the depth was there where it is darkest, but one sees at once that those soft dark patches are only clouds, that space with all its profundity first begins beyond the borders and fjords of that cloud-mountain and sinks into infinity where the stars reign supreme--those grand and highest symbols of clarity and order for us humans. It is not there in the clouds and in the darkness that the depths of the world and its secrets reside, but in the open and the serene. I implore you, before you go to bed stay and look for a while at these bights and narrows with their host of stars, and do not thrust aside the thoughts and dreams that they may inspire in you."

- An excerpt from Herman Hesse's The Glass Bead Game to aid the invocation of meditation.

"A human being is part of a whole, called by us the "Universe," a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."

- Albert Einstein

Energy = (Change in Time) x (Speed of Light Squared)