Searching for a new way to spread the vibe of the forest, by Dionysian decree, Satyr switched to SL and CDJ instruments, which fit the job quite nicely. Apart from those, he employs the tools Apollo chose: a blank screen and virtual ink, to jot down all he likes to think - hence this his satellite here, orbiting Earth's blogosphere!
º The Art of Peace - 四 The Art of Peace is medicine for a sick world. There is evil and disorder in the world because people have forgotten that all things emanate from one source. Return to that source and leave behind all self-centered thoughts, petty desires, and anger. Those who are possessed by nothing possess everything. - Ueshiba Morihei, O Sensei, Tsunemori, from The Art Of Peace by John Stevens Shambhala 1992
º thumb back to 零 一 二 三
º kokorodoka full heart, empty hand welcome all coming your way join as one inside aikihaikai Barbarossa Satyr doka - peotic transcendence kokoro - core, heart, mind, spirit kokorodo - way of the heart, mind, spirit kokorodoka - peotic transcendence of the mind
º _o_ domo arigato gozaimashita _o_
The Non-Weekly Goosebumper - 2016.02.26 º today Infected Mushroom Intelligate º º This is a unique time in our history, in the history of any civilization. It's the moment of the acquisition of technology, that's the moment when contact becomes possible. º Wanna hear something really nutty? I heard of a couple of guys that want to build something called an airplane. You know, you get people to go in and then fly around like birds. It's ridiculous, right? And what about breaking the sound barrier? Or rockets to the Moon? Or atomic energy? Or a mission to Mars? Science fiction, right? º Yes. Another ode to Sagan, another one from Infected Mushroom sampled from the movie Contact after the novel by Carl Sagan Contact on IMDB Intelligate on Discogs º .: namaskaramba :.
º ... and Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.005: Maybe Logic From Quantum Buddhism To Zen Mechanics* : every model we make tells us how our mind works as much as it tells us about the universe these are just human symbolic games, the universe itself is bigger than any of our models according to zen buddhism and quantum mechanics any description of the universe which leaves you out is inaccurate because any description of the universe is a description of the instrument that you use to take your reading of the universe as the only instrument you use is your own nervous system you've got to include your own nervous system in your description of the universe ergo any model we make does not describe the universe; it describes what our brains are capable of saying at this time - sampled from Robert Anton Wilson, "... the Carl Sagan of religion, the Jerry Falwell of quantum physics, the Arnold Schwarzenegger of feminism, the Helen Keller of art and music, the Nelson Mandela of white supremacists, the James Joyce of swing set assembly manuals, the Lenny Bruce of funerals, the Salvador Dali of assembly line workers ..." at least, according to Rev. Ivan Stang of The Church of the SubGenius, at 13m49s in Maybe Logic (Deepleaf Productions, 2003/07/23) * (not) to be confused with Zen Mechanics
º click here to watch Maybe Logic or, in chaos to create order, click there to visit rawilson.com. to pull a Cosmic Trigger, pull this finger Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.001, click here Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.002, click here Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.003, click here Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.004, click here ⊙ .: amor hilaritasque et lasagna :.
"The world isn't working for everybody. Why isn't it?" "Because we try to solve all the World's problems with politics." [?]by interviewer[!]by R. Buckminster Fuller
_____________________________________ WAR NO MORE - VIII: Employing the Tools of Livingry
"Dear reader, traditional human power structures and their reign of darkness are about to be rendered obsolete. (...) Nature's long-term design intervenes to circumvent the shortsightedness of human individuals, corporations, and nations competing for a share of the economic pie. Fundamentally, political economists misassume an inadequacy of life support to exist on our planet. Humanity therefore competes militarily to see which political system... is fittest to survive. In slavish observance of this misassumption, humans devote their most costly efforts and resources to killingry[1] - a vast arsenal of weapons skillfully designed to kill ever more people at ever-greater distances in ever-shorter periods of time while employing ever-fewer pounds of material, ergs of energy, and seconds of time per killing." R. Buckminster Fuller, Cosmography[2] A Posthumous Scenario for the Future of Humanity Richard Buckminster Fuller aka Bucky architect author designer engineer
inventor philantroposopher synergist
Equipped with an uncommon sense of common sense, Bucky's intelligence only came second after his unbridled love for humanity and all (other) Life on Earth. Often, he seemed far ahead of his time, although he himself thought any avant-garde never precedes the rest of the herd any further than twenty-five years[3]. Of course, twenty-five years ahead of time does seem like quite the long yardstick along the length of an individual's life. On another shtick, when considering the long run of Life on Earth, as Bucky tended to do, a quarter century may feel like a mere blink of Life's third eye. Whatsoever seems the semantic case, Bucky understood the precious nature of time and its current availability to humanity. Growing increasingly aware of the idea that we may need to share as much of it as possible, he decided to shift his focus from personal gain and individual profit to collective wealth and reciprocal well-being. He summed this up in a sentence - a motto, if you will:
"You have to decide whether you want to make money or to make sense, because the two are mutually exclusive."
Paraphrasing the previous: making money does not make sense. Unless one owns a bank. Adding a personal variation to the theme: money does not aid trade[4] the way it ever seemed intended to do. On the contrary, our current issues with the issuing of currency[5] - its ever-declining value turning into ever-increasing debt[6], the recurring[7]monetary[8]crises[9], the accompanying normalization of greed and such - only seem to pull the rug from under our own economy by limiting trade to the purpose of hoarding money.
Adding a monetary value to money itself, feels like bringing water to the sea. Quite a similar superfluity seems involved in both processes, yet oceans do not tend to charge interest on the amount of water they loan to the land. Vicious circles turn downward spirals. The illusion of social inequivalence, a collective hallucination of societal stratification, driven by mounting financial inequity, seems to fuel the fire of warfare by feeding its flame with greed.
We allow to evaporate multiple trillions of monetary and other resources on warfare (or defense, if one prefers to bury one's head under a dune of politically correct sand) and still a majority amongst us complains about investing multiple millions in extending, for instance, our (public and outer) space exploration programs, unless we fearfully militarize such ventures, ergo: we display a tendency to divide and fight one another and destroy ourselves[10], rather than to cooperate with each other and thrive together.
Quite naturally but less logically, we repeat such familiar behavior, common to us since before the dawn of historical time. However, options less self-desctructive should not seem too hard to imagine, no less hard to realize, unless we really enjoy becoming the gorilla on our own back. Working together on constructive solutions may take more patience than devoting our time to the regurgitation of violence, but didn't we once define insanity as "doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results"? Again: if our use of sharp sticks, knives, guns, bombs, drones and independently targeting particle beam phalanxes[11] would solve our problems, we would live in a world without problems.
Instead of simply touching gloves, the friendly gesture before a fiendish fight, we should extend helping hands, to embrace our world together. Some time ago, Bucky and others saw through the redundancy of trying to solve a problem either with politics or with warfare, either by throwing money at it or by employing killingry as a sole alternative. Here and now, the time has come for the rest of us to pick up the lead and take it ...
together, as one, in peace.
· visit the Buckminster Fuller Institute, online at bfi.org
· listen to a recent BBC radio program about Bucky, online here
[1] to expand on killingry and other neologisms, click here
[2] to expand on Cosmography, click here
[3] from Fuller's Operating Manual For Spaceship Earth, ch.1, ¶3
[4] wink to Schrödinger's Cat Trilogy by Robert Anton Wilson
[5] - [11] click highlit text to expand on corresponding content
下午安好 世界! Добрый день, Мир! Good Afternoon, World! º Cell Audio Deepest Night live edit º stars project inside a universe, outward bound inverting inward º º .: do what thou chilt :.
º Great Moments In Black History The First Black Man On The Moon clip from In Living Color televized during the early Nineties
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Around the same time, I did my vocal part for the Dutch language exam of my highschool graduation: a speech about Hip Hop culture in general and rap music in particular, as a conduit for the development and advancement of black (self-)awareness.
As I wouldn't know where to find a transcript of said speech, as I do not bare a darkly colored skin, as #blackhistorymonth encompasses an area of cultural heritage, contemporary contemplations and reflections, an area much wider than the individual, or, as someone else might sum all of this up in five words, as "this is not about me", I much rather share a wink and a laugh, once received with a roflcopter-mode response, and yet again here & now, combined with a planet-wide embrace.
Peace - not the word in deed but the very path under my feet
º .: one planet one race many cultures :.
! in ancient times, Satyr roamed the Eleusinian forests as the horned and horny messenger of Dionysos - the god of ritual intoxication - who dispatched him to mesmerize 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 ambient, acid-house, techno and trance music, never looking back ever since.
? 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, since them high-n-mighty early 1990s, Satyr became increasingly skilled as a player of the SL & CDJ instruments, spinning various styles of musica eclectronica, embracing a wide range of the bpm spectrum with remarkable sparkle.
Notoriously difficult to pigeonhole yet sharply focused on and specialized in ambient, chillout, psytrance & deep atmospheric techno; entertaining events for 5 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), Ballonnenfeest (NL), Burning Man (USA), Club A (Sao Paulo), Dance Valley (NL), Love & Magic (Oslo), Metsafestiwaal (Finland), Pan-O-Rama Festival (La Gomera), The Pi Club (Berlin), Q-Base (Germany), Senseblender Festival (Belgium), Universo Paralello (Bahia / Brazil), VooV Experience (Germany), and many more in Belgium, Brazil, Estonia, Finland, Germany, Greece, Lithuania, Norway, Portugal, Slovakia, Spain, USA & all over The Netherlands.*
