a satan, a vodka and a velociraptor
walk in to a boiler room ...
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No Ideology. No Theology. Just Dance.
"Joseph Campbell believed that everything begins with a story, so we begin this series with Joseph Campbell with one of his favorites. He was in Japan for a conference on religion, and he overheard another American delegate, a social philosopher from New York, say to a Shinto priest, “We’ve been now to a good many ceremonies and have seen quite a few of your shrines. But I don’t get your ideology, I don’t get your theology.” The Japanese paused as though in deep thought, and then slowly shook his head. “I think we don’t have ideology,” he said, “we don’t have theology. We dance.”"
- Bill Moyers, The Power Of Myth


2017, April 16 - Ludic Serendipity Day
1943, April 16 - Whilst quite a large part of the World tore its Self into smaller pieces - once again, for the sake of power, by the rule of greed - a fungus of certain infamy, felt the shunning of her offspring had lasted long enough after its birth in 1938. Therefore, she sent her child back to Sandoz Laboratories in Switzerland, to communicate with the doctor responsible for its delivery, five years earlier, when and where her baby first saw light on Earth.
Their initial contact, then and there in the lab, left the doctor feeling confused to such a degree, that he could not focus on or continue with his work. He returned to his home and, after regaining a relaxed state of mind, became moderately hypnotized by the visual aspects of the lingering transmission, which mesmerized him for a couple of hours.
When his ego resumed consciousness control behind the dashboard of his mental processing unit, the doctor, who actually had a professional foreground in chemical sciences, thought he had actually enjoyed quite a pleasant experience, due to an unsolicited intoxication. In fact, at that time he gathered he had maintained a less-than-perfect level of sterility procedures at the lab; that he must have unwittingly ingested a minute amount of the substance he had felt to reinvestigate that day. It would take quite a while before both sides of the nondual nature of their first contact would dawn on him. Until that time, it would appear to him a serendipitous event had occurred.
From the human perspective of a materialistic individual, this particular substance, the offspring of said infamous fungus, would soon become a renowned tool -the most powerful of its kind to date- to explore the inner realms of the Terran psyche. Some of us consider it a spiritual antiseptic, whereas others may even refer to it as an evolutionary counterweight to maintain the dynamic balance of Nature during the creation of a device of destruction, conceived in the same era, on the warfaring side of the globe. ... Such peculiar ways the Universe finds to equilibrate its Self.
In this historical play, Albert Hofmann performs the role of the doctor; Claviceps Purpurea, also known as Mother of Rye, plays the part of the zealous fungus. Their Sorgenkind bears the name LSD.
... continues on April 19. In the meanspacetime,
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Satyr Barbarossa
- Forest of Eleusis, Earth
original writ: 2014, April 16
second edition: 2015, April 16
third edition: 2016, April 16
fourth edition: 2017, April 16


"Vernal Equinocturnal" - The Dawn of Spring
a chronosomatic collage
of scaped sounds and glitched grooves
following the path of the sun, the moon and the stars
from the last night of winter into the first day of spring
style: chill out / glitch / spacebreaks / tripstep
what: vernal northward equinox soundtrack
where: 52° 22′ 23″ N x 4° 53′ 32″ E
occasion: the Dawn of Spring
total run time: 02:23:53
Sunrise @ 00:46:46
Sunset @ 01:51:51
created in chaotic harmony
amidst a tumultitude of distractions
with some extra crosstempo@moss-spherics


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