Messenger of Dionysos · Mused by Apollo

In ancient times, Satyr was the horned and horny messenger of Eleusinian forest god Dionysos. He mesmerized the youth of nearby villages with the musical magic of his flute and made them dance till broad daylight. In our common present, the spirit of Satyr inhabits the body of a human boy. Searching for a new way to spread the vibe of the forest, Satyr switched to SL and CDJ instruments, which fit the job quite nicely.

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War No More - V




WAR NO MORE - V: A Strangely Familiar Unwinding Path

"Now you listen to me! While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact is that I am a naysayer and hatchet-man in the fight against violence. I pride myself in taking a punch and I'll gladly take another because I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King. My concerns are global. I reject absolutely revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method... is Love. I love you, Sheriff Truman."

- FBI Agent Albert Rosenfield, addressing Sheriff Truman
during an argument, on the brink of turning physical,
Twin Peaks (Episode 2.3, David Lynch & Mark Frost)

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Cut for a meme as these words may seem indeed, for this quote, like many an other, it goes without saying, but not without writing, or rather: it does not go without context, not with a lack of cultured esteem. What knuckles, who punched first? Why the cynicism, the grabbing, the growling, a twist sweeter than sour? If you haven't yet equipped your self with proper gear to climb Twin Peaks, it seems well advised to get with the program before a new season orbits the terran airwaves in 2016. But before that day dawns, allow me to regain focus.

"Albert's path is a strange and difficult one."
- Special Agent Dale Cooper to Sheriff Truman,
after a slight pause and exit stage Agent Rosenfield.

Dogs bark, primates talk shit.
Up until and including yesterday, "an eye for an eye" may have sounded like a genuinely practical policy for survival in general, a viable motto for the coat of arms of our family, a few branches down. But as we continue climbing the tree of life, time keeps knocking on our door, inviting us to follow a path of harmony instead; to think beyond "fighting fire with more fire" and apply alternative solutions to lingering problems; to adjust our primary behavior, adopted during earlier ages and nurtured to this day as the natural way to live, yet growing increasingly self-destructive, countering common intuition, defying logic, understating as such: barking up our own tree.

A winding path unwinds.
Pacifism. Harmonic economics. Non-violent resistance. Embracing a global culture. A strange and difficult path, or so it may seem, strange and difficult, to those of us who equal path and choice. To others - those of us, perhaps not all, who made that choice, who walk said path of peace - neither choice nor path exists. No chosen faith, no dogma; a sense prior to common, preferably. Not a proverbial way of life, but a natural way to live.
Still, to many, it does feel like a choice or a path. Conditioned to follow those of others instead of making our own, on our way in the world many of us seldom grow aware, even ever so slightly, of not laying our own pavement. Many of us never question the history of its production, or even doubt its existence, aim for different directions or create new, of our own.

If all ways lead to Rome, all ways lead away, as well.
Behavior need not express its self in ways more violent than how the Universe seems to behave throughout the scales. We may ride the waves of constant cosmic reconstruction without trying to accelerate the process itself, as its inevitability renders any form of enforcement redundant. Oscillating between extremes of amplitude, the Mind reaches a state of continuously transforming construction. Hence it may extract slice upon slice, balancing around a distorted equilibrium, phasing out following myriad deconstructive ways and returning on the back of one or another reconstructive wave or both.

Damn fine chaoffee!
Returning all the way to Albert Rosenfield, before wading out into the deeper waters of the Chaosmic Ocean: mock him all we may, all the way and back, he could find himself in worse company than that of Martin and Mohandas. Neither do Cooper, Truman and Rosenfield himself seem like bad company, nor do Horne, Lanternman and Packard. As for better, real-life company, well ... how about we start working on that, left here and right now? Rather to work than "To war!" together; change the path of future history instead of providing it with yet another variation on the theme of the self-obstructing struggle. To me it clearly sounds like a better idea, that we settle our beef, like most familes do, with a brawl and a brew during Holidays.
Shall we say, over dinner?


More War No More to follow
for as long as we choose to become
divided, opposed and prodded like cattle.

link down to War No More - IV
link down to War No More - III
link down to War No More - II
link down to War No More - I


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? what is Satyr

! in ancient times, Satyr roamed the Eleusinian forests as the horned and horny messenger of Dionysos - the god of ritual intoxication. He mesmerized the youth of nearby villages with the musical magic of his flute, and made them dance till broad daylight.

? where is Satyr

! in our recent past, Satyr reincarnated in the concrete jungle of Amsterdam as a DJ. At age ten, he recorded his first mix, displaying his love for early hip hop and electro, and soon his tapes were in high demand. After the Second Summer Of Love, he got turned on by new dimensions of synthetic sound and ventured into the realms of acid-house, techno and trance music.

? does he still play flute

! the Panflute has become an artefact in captivity, held safe and sound in the archeological archive of the Vatican. Yet, ever since the early 1990s, up and until our common present, Satyr became increasingly skilled as a player of the SL & CDJ instruments, spinning various styles of eclectronica and edm alike, embracing a wide range of the bpm spectrum with remarkable sparkle.

Difficult to pigeonhole yet sharply focused on and specialized in ambidelic chillout, psytrance, tech trance, uptech and several kinds of steps; entertaining events for 50 to 50.000 people, by serving his spicy melange of clean cuts and dirty grooves, mixing it down and grinding it up from raw to smooth.

A few memorable events ecstasized by Satyr:
Amsterdam Dance Event (NL), Atmosphere (Berlin / D), Ballonnenfeest (NL), Burning Man (USA), Carnival (Varginha / Brazil), Club A (Sao Paulo / Brazil), Dance Valley (NL), Love & Magic (Oslo / Norway), Metsafestiwaal (Finland), Pi Club (Berlin / D), Q-Base (D), Senseblender fest (B), Universo Paralello (Bahia / Brazil), VooV Experience (D), and many more in Belgium, Brazil, Estonia, Finland, Germany, Greece, Lithuania, Norway, Portugal, Slovakia, USA & all over The Netherlands.*

* a detailed gigographic list will be added later



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