1/30/07

akin - the warrior is back



akin. the warrior is back.
this is a sleeping lion.
stay tuned here and elsewhere.

1/28/07

Sowing Sonic Seeds





ah yes i found it. driving is going to get better. and don't forget the pong screensaver.




1/27/07

back and forth





funky intellectuals who hold it down.

old school postmoderns digging and revealing soul technologies

its all here folks.

school is in session.


download and drive down jefferson avenue to the clique from belle isle on saturday morning.

1/26/07

1/25/07

Perceptions



My buddy Roberto at publicom sent me this. Deal with the annoying Microsoft snake commercial and watch whats ahead. Sculpture will be reborn. I sense many operating systems in the very near future will be touch screen based- look at the iphone which runs on OS X.



Intuition is Power.

1/22/07

don't forget





I was at a shishy fundraiser months ago with lots of ad types, especially web ad types. All were fronting on myspace. They continue to do so.

Meanwhile connections are made that start virtual and quickly manifest in reality. Snoozing and losing.

1/20/07

Take Pills Die





copying and pasting links

along with code embedded around poetry

break

to share the womb of take pills die

driving, working in an office

providing motion and action




cheers to andrew cauthen for leading by proliferation


1/16/07

Seven More To Go





Without question the icon is cheesy, even the name. Second Life. It conjures the aesthetic of late 90s sci-fi satirical spoofs a la “Brazil” where manipulation is overt. A new age religion. A video game. A virtual life. Buying virtual clothes with virtual money with a real life currency exchange. Why would I even go there? Why is it so popular? Is it the beginning of the end or the beginning of the beginning? Is this the matrix?


So I made that jump, rather dissension, into the continents and islands of Second Life. Transcendental music was playing, we were instantly naked, then instantly clothed and with forward and side-to-side arrow keys we could move. By typing we could talk. I could see other people, or simulations of people, and with a forward slash and the word “bow” I could bow. I learned to fly. I was a god. A few buttons and I could teleport. Star Trek. Virtual memory is sweet. I record notes of people and places I see and record it in “inventory”, the virtual brain.


My brain and heart on planet earth latitudes and longitudes were stimulated from the digital grid. I lie awake at night. Insomnia. I threw on the old staples of Detroit Techno in car rides. I refocused on breathing to counteract the insomnia. I thought of the virtual money to be made to transfer in the currency exchange.


I experience a hyper world akin to the internet of the early 90s. Geeks abound in what seems to be the ultimate chat room. But something else is there. I sense its coming. I did meet an alchemist.


Nothing replaces reality and breath.


If you happen to take the plunge, my name is “a10 Ra”. I may or may not be there. Some links of interest in my analysis-


Milarepa Land Trust



Mandala Web

1/8/07

Sex Education




Photo Courtesy of Robert Wright - IMPLOSITION - click on image for flickr site.




the earth breathes with the seasons

facing in with summer
facing out with winter *


the whole shebang constricts and expands from micro to macro which is breathing in itself.


all of this flows with
corresponds with
positive negative male female

all contained within itself


our organized systems of education, politics, and religion are part of this paradigm but fails to teach proper breath awareness to the youth.




it is never to late to learn to breathe.



majestically it easily manifests in a male female connection. it happens on the street with eyes and can go further behind a closed door. breathing is vital in this endeavor.



it falls with the weight of a waterfall over the bedrock of your spine into the resevoir of your belly leaking into the source. breathe, focus, practice not wasting it through release. spring the stones on the trampoline up your bedrock spine as fire exhales the whole shebang in your head.



* statement inspired by film "An Inconvenient Truth"




bluetruth.org

1/3/07

lightbulb




plug in properly


the current can be correct


make mathematic decisions