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"To have a free mind is to be a universal heretic." - A.H. Almaas

"We have to bless the living crap out of everyone." - Matt Kahn

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I wouldn’t say I put myself above the human experience, however, I often prefer to get a birds eye view and step outside the universal flow of things when it’s necessary, my body doesn’t always appreciate this, there’s a need to integrate and sync the energies within to produce a fully actualized hue man cell, the linking of energies is how the collective drags itself up the spiral, it’s just easy to get caught in the fear based reliance on safety distraction comparison and comfort. I’m so good that I’m so bad, detached into spirit form, happy Leo season 

 

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This song is catchy.

 

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All the many corpses begin to speak
What ignorance is cannot be argued over anymore
It is too late for pleading white picket dreams
Print you off, the shemps, the world is shrinking
Rooted in a trivial concern, in interconnectedness
In the need to make face and keep up
And drown out the many voices within
Imagine a culture that has, at its root
A more soulful connection to land and to loved ones
But I can hear the lie before you speak
There is nothing but progress to eat
And we are so fat and so hungry
And the black wrists are cuffed in the pig van
While the white shirt and tie in the tube car, distractional picture
Pictures of beer and guilt about urges
Sexual distrust and abandoned to nothingness
Give me something I can nail myself to
Give me a sharply-dressed talking head
Who has something about them I trust and despise
And what of it, anyway? These windows don't open
They were designed to stay closed
Shower, smoothie, coffee, commute
Check the internet, never stop, never stop
There is a scar on the soul of the world and it needs you to look
The blood of the past is here, it remains
The blood of the murders, the bodies like sacks leaking brain
All stacked, chest aback on the planes, it remains
To acknowledge without guilt, to accept without condition
And to listen when other people tell you how you have behaved
Truth is, it's for us to feel and be moved
But I hear the clatter of bone against steel, it is coming
It will not be stilled, it is there
In the air, scorched white
The reflection of sunlight on glass bouncing back into sunlight
And glass bouncing back, industrialized
Denial, business as usual
So roll your eyes, shake your head, turn away and call me names
I'm okay with that, too proud
Unable to listen, we keep speaking
Moted by blood, unable to notice ourselves
Unable to stop and unwilling to learn

This song makes me think of global warming, extinction and mass immigration.  People being stuck in areas that are flooding or too hot or won't produce crops and other countries won't let them in, and the refugee problem becomes out of control.  There is unrest everywhere and only the rich are protected by their wealth.  People move to northern climates, after that we work on ways to reduce what has happened and beyond that I don't know - maybe we learn how to manage the weather somehow?  You know, the basics. : /   How can we live in harmony with nature?  Will there be a massive die off?  Like one we have never seen before?  Most likely.  It is said the black death allowed society to flourish afterwards; it empowered the poor and helped society move towards freedom.  High thoughts. Maybe the same thing will happen again?  I wonder how everything will play out, no one can really predict.  Imagine being someone in the future stuck in terrible conditions as the sea rises, and you have been keeping water out of a ramshackle home for a few years and the mold gets to you and then the weather hits and destroys everything and you cut your foot in the water and die of sepsis?  And your whole life was just hunger and stress and survival and that's it.  And then you die.  Imagine having to ration water, and being hungry and thirsty all the time and living in a tent in the desert?  Your country has turned into a barren wasteland.  Humans will survive it, but it didn't have to be this way, and if it did, what will come of the mess caused by global warming for future inhabitants of Earth?  As in, how would the new society structured improve future generations if we lost a lot of our population?  As it is, global warming is going to make diseases spread much easier, faster.  And we have seen how humans handle this. : / 
What if ... like... dramatic events in history like this are synonymous with the rapture and that after a quick death, these people go to heaven or something like that?  How would you karmically die from one life and move into something like that one?  What event would need to take place, I wonder?  Maybe it is purgatory?  To clean up karma for a lot of souls quite quickly?  What is the long term reasoning, plan and justification for the pain humans have to go through?
The wave of future suffering is going to be unbearably heartbreaking.  Cities might metaphorically be possible to make from the bones of the dead.  I wonder how much time we will have in between each major disaster on our way to this timeline?  It will always be something out of left field of course...

 

Go to youtube and this is the first in my notifications.  Something I will keep watch over, then.
Probably another chain.

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I found you under my spell
You were curled up like the winter
I found me trying to get out of this place
I found you trying to smother me with
All your presents and all your visions
I found you calling me your own name

I won't carry you, I won't carry you
Leave me to be
I won't carry you, I won't carry you
Leave me to be
Tell me you'll leave me to be
Leave me to be
Tell me you want me to die
Like I do

I found you under my spell
You were curled up like the winter
I found me trying to get out of this place
I found you trying to smother me with
All your presents, all your visions
I found you calling me your own name

Aloha e aloha e
'Ano 'ai ke aloha e
Aloha ae aloha e
A nu ay ki aloha e

There's no place I'd rather be
Then on my surfboard out at sea
Lingering in the ocean blue
And If I had one wish come true
I'd surf till the sun sets

A wiki wiki mai lohi lohi
Lawe mai I ko papa he'e nalu
Flyin by on the Hawaiian roller coaster ride

A wiki wiki mai lohi lohi
La we mai iko papa he na lu
Pi'I na nalu la lahalaha
O ka moana hanupanupa
Lalala I kala hanahana
Me ke kai hoene I ka pu'e one
Helehele mai kakou e
Hawaiian roller coaster ride

There's no place I'd rather be
Than on the seashore dry, wet free
On golden sand is where I lay
And if I only had my way
I'd play til the sun sets
Beyond the horizon

Lalala I kala hanahana
Me ke kai hoene I ka pu'e one
It's time to try the Hawaiian Roller coaster ride

Hang loose, hang ten, howzit, shake a shaka
No worry, no fear, ain't no biggie braddah
Cuttin' in, cuttin' up, cuttin' back, cuttin' out
Frontside, backside, goofy footed, wipe out
Looking for the wipe-out
Let's get jumpin', surf's up and pumpin'
Coastin' with the motion of the ocean
Whirlpools swirling, cascading, twirling
Hawaiian roller coaster ride

There's no place I'd rather be
Then on my surfboard out at sea
Lingering in the ocean blue
And if I had one wish come true
I'd surf till the sun sets
Beyond the horizon

A wiki wiki mai lohi lohi
Lawe mai I ko papa he'e nalu
Flyin by on the Hawaiian roller coaster ride

A wiki wiki mai lohi lohi
La we mai iko papa he na lu
Pi'I na nalu la lahalaha
O ka moana hanupanupa
Lalala I kala hanahana
Me ke kai hoene I ka pu'e one
Helehele mai kakou e
Hawaiian roller coaster ride

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I’ve stated before that I don’t care that much for contemporary country music. This song came out when I was 13 or 14. Regardless of the message in the lyrics. I’ve always thought he had a good voice as did my father. I remember the conversation where we were in agreement about it.


"To have a free mind is to be a universal heretic." - A.H. Almaas

"We have to bless the living crap out of everyone." - Matt Kahn

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