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A little lesson on attitude adjustment from a childhood (and still) hero.

Peace.

Carl Jung – Face to Face [BBC – 1959]:

From brainpickings.org

I found this fascinating. On many levels. This man is awesome. I was actually quite impressed with the interviewer, too. They don’t make ’em like that anymore.

I often contemplate the nature of living things in their powerful desire to keep living at all costs insofar as that is the way it should be, as it were.

I think about it because a lot of the time I do not feel that feeling or force or whatever it is. It is troubling. And frequent.

I wish I could talk to this guy.

I no longer think my mind can be sorted, though. Like my eyes, it is far too late.

I may add more to this, we’ll see.

Peace.

I told myself and therapist #2 that I was going to do a nice blog post today on the PC as I am not at band and have all day and the desktop WordPress is worlds better than this stupid app.. Well, I have till 5 anyway.

So I started pretty early… It is now 6 minutes to 2 and the damn PC only just loaded the page. Over 2 hours. I am so stressed out I can hardly scream or cry though those reactions might help.

I am thinking that it is the prehistoric PC that I am stuck with. XP, Pentium 4 2.8 – really old like over 10 years. It was nice back then and it’s outlived the custom handmade BOXX workstation, but it is just so frustrating… All that time wasted and time is not very available without compromising my aunt’s care which I just won’t do.

So I gave up with it and am writing this on the very limited android app. So I am so sorry readers, but imagery and suchlike will be uncommon treats which upsets me as I love doing that for myself as well as for you.

Dammit.

I think in the second to last post, a simple YT video with a paragraph took about 45 minutes and that was “good.”

Basically I have been trying these days to see the good in life and try to convince myself that I should not snuff it when my aunt goes home. There are quite a few folks trying to get me to see as well. Some rare friends on Facebook, the hospice coordinator and care volunteer and the hospice chaplain as well as the home care aide who comes over every day.

Forty five years of depression and bad experiences limit the ability to see any good things… I have never been happy, for example, I just do not know what that means. I can not relate when people tell me I should be so.

For the past few weeks now I have been trying hard to get my thoughts going in the direction most say they should go… towards a positive attitude regarding the future and what it might bring. It is slow going, to be sure as I have convinced myself over the decades that nothing good would or even could happen to me, if only because it never had. That of course is not counting the handful of real friends I have, who I treasure and love deeply. There have been so many more false people who did their level best to hurt me and always succeeded.

I believe I can change that standard line of self destructive thinking and replace it with positivity, but it is going to take some effort. I am grateful for my strengths… people are always saying that they can’t fathom how I do what I have done these past few years. That must be a positive thing I think. So, yeah, dammit I am going to do it.

Maybe I won’t have to die alone, even.

That’d be nice, but, breath holding is not advised.

I don’t know… hopefully it will all work out… I am pretty much convinced though that I will be starting anew with not a dime once the state and the feds get through sucking the life out of what’s left.

Anyway, peace and I thank you for still being there.

Peace.

On the 19th of July, 2013, the spacecraft called Cassini took about 20 minutes out of its mission at Saturn to look far, far away – 898 million miles back in the direction it had come, held itself very still… and took some inspiring pictures of its home…

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From NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory at Cal Tech’s news release… comes this snippet:

“We can’t see individual continents or people in this portrait of Earth, but this pale blue dot is a succinct summary of who we were on July 19,” said Linda Spilker, Cassini project scientist, at NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, Calif. “Cassini’s picture reminds us how tiny our home planet is in the vastness of space, and also testifies to the ingenuity of the citizens of this tiny planet to send a robotic spacecraft so far away from home to study Saturn and take a look-back photo of Earth.”

Nicely put, Ms. Spilker…

Back in 1990, the Voyager 1 spacecraft also took Earth’s picture as it bid farewell to the solar system. A truly amazing image it is… one that prompted Carl Sagan to offer some thoughts on the implications of what thereafter became known as The Pale Blue Dot.

Here is that image, from 4 billion miles away – followed by Dr. Sagan’s words…

Pale Blue Dot by Voyager 1 1990 via nprImage source, a fine article on NPR.

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

Inspiring times we live in. I still hope someday that we can heed the words above… just imagine what could be done… what wonders could be found,,, how rich our lives could be.

Uploaded on Jan 16, 2009

Great version of Drive On from Nashville Now, 1993

dasboot19801 3 years ago

Johnny Cash was the real deal. He didn’t put airs on for anyone, and he called it the way he saw it. Mr Johnny Cash, American icon.

On this Memorial Day… I… don’t have many words, so I offer this.

To all those who have served us, this is for you…

and…

I thank you.

Peace.

prosepp

Uploaded on Sep 15, 2007

HQ & Stereo:
http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=LJEfyZS…

Spiritus Sanctus, die zweite Antiphon und Psalm 110/111 aus der Vesper von Hildegard von Bingen.

Voller Bewunderung für die Grösse der Schöpfung Gottes, sie bewundernd und preisend.

Zusammen mit den Photos von Markus Coy Dog Werner. Photos, die Gottes Grösse durch Bienen, Schmetterlinge, Vögel und Blüten veranschaulichen.

Spiritus Sanctus, the second Antiphone and Psalm 110/111 from the vesper of Hildegard von Bingen.

Admiring the height of God´s Creation, praising him, thanking him.

Together with the photos of Marcus “Coy Dog” Werner. Photos, visualizing God´s splendor in bees, butterflys, birds and flowers.

Sweet.

This pleasurably relaxing piece was referred to me by a friend at a time where such a “breather” was sorely needed. That was back at the end of March… sigh.

There are drafts aplenty waiting for things to gain a semblance of something that could be construed as normal, including a much more modern piece of music sent by another dear friend that’s accompanied by a rant of Fortean proportions. Or something like that :)

Peace.

mugui

Uploaded on Sep 21, 2006

Gopala Krishna (Short Edited Mix). An unreleased song from the ATMP sessions.

Clip made with images from the web; many of which are copyrighted © The Bhaktivedanta Book Trust International, Inc. www.krishna.com

Well, now… This is really rather nice to listen to! Really.

Thanks, George!

Should be longer, though, dude. Ha!

Finding it most strange that this song was not released back in the day. It would have done very well.

Finding it strange as well that I’ve never heard of it, but then again it was unreleased… so, yeah.

Hat tip and many thanks to my excellent friend and soul sister Mu San for the heads up.

Listening to it is making me smile and that is always a Good Thing.

Especially today.

Because today is, so far, sort of uncomfortable and strange.

Peace.

Uploaded on Mar 5, 2009

Oct. 2008, Atlanta. Candace Keach, director. Spiral of Sound Crystal Bowl Choir
www.SonicAngelMusic.com

Now for some harmonics.

Accompanied by a note that said simply “huge beautiful sound waves weaving in and out of phase . . . everything is vibration . . .,” this video arrived via a dear old friend.

Mighty good stuff. Interesting how they run the wands around the bowls to keep the sound going.

This is how this piece is described at the artist’s site:

“So Ham”, based on the six-pointed star, visually represents the sound of OM considered to be the sound of creation. You will want to join us in the So Ham breath, the prayer of life bridging body to spirit as we sound the Vedic creation story.

A lot going on in that summary. Ancient stuff. Need to listen a bit more to connect properly to those old Vedician concepts.

And this is their mantra, it seems… it is the only text on their homepage. Says a lot, though.:

“…the moment you notice that you are just an instrument of the Divine,

… the moment you become like a hollow flute,

… the wind will blow thru you and there will be music.”

I can dig it. It would be nice to able to relax the mind enough so that these swirling, phasing acoustical vibrations could sink in and do their stuff. A good goal… will work on that!

Ah well… enjoy!

Peace.

Oh, God… I shouldn’t have played this just now… it made me cry…

Uploaded on Oct 13, 2010

Peter Rowan, Tony Rice, Bryn Davies, and Sharon Gilchrist perform “Midnight Moonlight” on 3/26/2005, Live Oak, FL at Suwannee Springfest. Brought to you by Less Than Face Productions….

So what did I do? Played this one… sigh… letting go…

Uploaded on Feb 15, 2008

Live from Suwanee, FL

But I will be alright. I will. Really.

I have learned so much… and it’s hurt… so bad.

Only time will heal this one, but, it’s getting easier.

Peace.

1920s, Doreen taking an alligator ride.

I thought this worthy of inclusion.

We certainly can get along just fine with ancient reptilian lifeforms.

And too much regulation spoils the fun.

Rock on, Doreen!

Peace.

Youthful discoveries along life’s winding path…

Published on Aug 13, 2012 by 

A group gathers in a little pawn shop before a Mumford & Sons shop to sing, demonstrating a really powerful thing about music. Please share this video!

Sam Gleason is an up and coming young singer/songwriter and a friend of mine, along with his mom and dad. He is quite the player and gigs both solo and with his band, Olsen Court. About to go off to college, he is.

Due to my situation I have, so far, only seen him play once, by himself at a farmer’s market, which was pretty sporty, actually. His talent and more importantly his emerging philosophy give me hope for the future of both music and the world in general.

It was nice to see this video from him on Facebook today, where he said rather briefly, “Little video I made ‘bout an experience I had in Bristol seeing Mumford & Sons.” It was rather good to know that he has come to realize first hand just what music is and what it can do.

Anyway, as I very much like helping out friends out, I thought I’d just post it here on WATT so that more folks can see what happened at this quiet little pawn shop and also to share a wee bit of Sam’s journey through the world at large.

Check him out on Facebook:

  • Sam Gleason, Singer Songwriter
  • Olsen Court, Alternative rock band formed in November 2010. Located in Montgomery NY.

Peace.

I… Am Envious.

Posted: June 29th, 2012 in animals, Art, nature, philosophy
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Of this kid’s childhood…

A Nice Childhood

Seriously, now… is this not just lovely?

Serene, even.

Can you imagine spending your formative years in a place like that, so in tune with Nature that you can sit with a wild cat and just take in your surroundings, together? Buddies?

Wow.

I don’t know who this is or where it is, I got it off of Facebook. That saddens me as it seems our society just doesn’t care about such things anymore. That, in my humble opinion is not a good thing.

I think the scene is so telling about how nice things could be in this world.

I don’t think it will happen anytime soon, though, except in remote places. Not without some unspecified global event of epic proportions, anyway.

Just thought I’d share it.

Also…

Apologies for the lack of posts, I must give, as there are so many of you who subscribe. I am grateful that you feel good being here. I’m just not feeling well in my head of late and can’t seem to write. It should fix itself soon (I hope)… it seems a cyclical thing.

In Memoriam: Doc Watson 1923-2012

Uploaded by  on May 14, 2008

David Holt and Doc Watson perform the song Shady Grove on December 5, 1998 at the Valborg Theatre on the campus of Appalacian State University. David asks Doc about the song as a courting song. Doc talks about the days he courted Rosalie, his wife of 62 years.

Long past time for a musical interlude. Hadn’t seen this one before but did today on a Doc hunt at the tube. Doc is a hero since childhood, as I’ve very probably said here before. I’m digging David Holt, now, too. I think finding it today is Forteanically interesting, as a side note, since I had not been aware of David, a real master of claw hammer banjo until yesterday from a Deering Banjo email. Hmm.

I tend to hold this song in my mind for a reason that is strikingly similar to it’s significance to Doc. She likes metal, though. Sigh.

At any rate, the tubular Doc search of a little while ago was initiated by the following…

I heard this awful news today via my friend Mike Hughes, who saw this article in the New York Times, in Arts Beat.

May 25, 2012, 8:57 AM

Doc Watson in Critical Condition After Fall

By JAMES C. MCKINLEY JR.

Doc Watson, the virtuoso folk guitarist, remained in critical condition at a North Carolina hospital on Friday after undergoing surgery to remove a blockage in his colon, his longtime manager, Mitch Greenhill, said.

“His condition remains critical but he’s better,” Mr. Greenhill said. “He’s in the intensive care unit and he’s probably going to be there for a while.”

Mr. Watson, who is 89, became ill and fell down at at his home in the hamlet of Deep Gap earlier in the week. He was taken to a hospital in nearby Boone, but doctors there determined he needed surgery and sent him to Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in Winston-Salem, where he underwent abdominal surgery on Thursday, Mr. Greenhill said.

Mr. Watson, who is blind, is widely regarded as one of the greatest guitarists and singers the American folk tradition has ever produced, a master not only of bluegrass flat-picking but also of alternating-bass finger-picking styles. He has won seven Grammy Awards and was presented the National Medal of the Arts for his contributions to American Music. Among his hits are “Deep River Blues” and “Windy and Warm.” He also founded Merlefest, an annual gathering of folk musicians in North Wilkesboro, N.C., named after his son, a musician who died in a tractor accident in 1985.

Doc, Sir, you’re not done yet, so get well soonest, yes?

Peace.

Uploaded by  on Jun 27, 2009 Cannibalism and Head Hunting is still happening in the remote areas of Papua New Guinea. I interviewed a cannibal from the “Dead Body Carrier” tribe who came for the first time to the Sing Sing.

Look Sharp, touristas! WAAAH!

Be careful out there, eh? But wait, is there a reason for discomfort… really?

Wow, man. This fellow’s so at ease and matter-of-fact… and he speaks such good English! I’m impressed! And those sunglasses. Stylin!’

The guy at the end, though, man… he gives me the willies… seriously. Lookit that look in his eye! Yeesh!

So, stumbled across the video above during a totally unrelated search sortie. I don’t keep up on this sort of thing but felt the need to watch. Had to do a little hunting to see if people are still a menu item.

A lot of places say it’s not so, that they stopped doing all that. like this snippet from the godawful Wikipedia:

Cannibalism

The Korowai have been reported to practice ritual cannibalism up to the present day. Anthropologists suspect that cannibalism is no longer practiced by the Korowai clans that have had frequent contact with outsiders.[citation needed] Recent reports suggest that certain clans have been coaxed into encouraging tourism by perpetuating the myth that it is still an active practice.[9]

In 2006, the television show 60 Minutes claimed that when someone in Korowai society is convicted of being a khakhua (secret witch doctor[citation needed]) he or she is tried, and if convicted he or she is tortured, executed, and eaten. Other unverified claims were made that the brain is usually eaten immediately, while still warm, and that pregnant women and children don’t participate in the cannibal act.

However…

More spirits in this next one. Bad ones. Sorcerers, even, living amongst them.

Uploaded by  on Aug 17, 2007

July 2006
We journey deep into the heart of West Papua to track down perhaps the last remaining cannibals in the world. The Korowai have lived by the same customs for 10,000 years.

“It’s normal. I don’t feel sad or anything,” states one tribesman, describing how he killed and ate his friend. The Korowai believe that deaths are caused by evil spirits. When a person dies, a frightening witch-hunt begins to find the person possessed and kill and eat him. Even children are vulnerable. A six-year-old boy has fallen under suspicion because his parents died suddenly. His uncle fears the boy will be killed when he reaches puberty. “The chances he’ll survive are pretty small,” states remote tribes expert Paul Raffaele. His only hope is that civilisation catches up with the Korowai in time to save him.

I like this one…

Seems they ate the rich! Hahaha! Oh wait, sorry, shouldn’t laugh, really, he may have been doing some  good.

From an article called Sleeping with Cannibals from the Smithsonian…

Cannibalism was practiced among prehistoric human beings, and it lingered into the 19th century in some isolated South Pacific cultures, notably in Fiji. But today the Korowai are among the very few tribes believed to eat human flesh. They live about 100 miles inland from the Arafura Sea, which is where Michael Rockefeller, a son of then-New York governor Nelson Rockefeller, disappeared in 1961 while collecting artifacts from another Papuan tribe; his body was never found. Most Korowai still live with little knowledge of the world beyond their homelands and frequently feud with one another. Some are said to kill and eat male witches they call khakhua.

(emphasis mine.)

And then there’s this… from Oxford…

Uploaded by  on Nov 23, 2010

Stream the whole film for $1.00 or buy it for $12.99 at: http://oxfordhumanities.com/products_details.php?name=products&id=16

From the Film The Gentle Cannibals made for Discovery this clip is a compelling scene where real cannibals discuss their motives for eating a sorcerer. They point to the bones and remains of the person and explain how and why they killed him.

Shame they make you pay. Anyway… Superstition. Revenge. Two powerful forces, those. Why must such things exist?

And now, to finally close this post off well and proper, here be Piers Gibbon’s Eating With Cannibals, made for National Geographic, the full episode!

Jam packed with juicy bits of info!

Published on Oct 11, 2011 by 

Expedition Week : COMING in NOVEMBER :http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/series/expedition-week Take a look at one of mankind’s ultimate taboos: cannibalism. Trek into the rain forests to find tribe members who ate human flesh.

Whew…

Peace.

Uploaded by on Sep 4, 2009

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Hey, y’all, here’s a nice little musical interlude for ya… by a great musician and thinker. Malvina wrote this song way back when and the lyrics are rather poignant, philosophically speaking. And… as in quite a few folk songs, said lyrics are as relevant now as they were back then. Naturally.

Ms. Reynolds seems to have been a major influence in American folk music circles… as evidenced by testimony from the legendary Pete Seeger in this video of him performing this very song.

Enjoy…

Peace.

 

Flesh

My friend Michele found this image on Facebook today and shared it.

Glad she did.

I like it.

Powerful, don’t you think?

And I do believe it is rather appropriate for today.

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Please watch…

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Uploaded by on Jan 15, 2007

The Complete 1963 Speech During The March On Washington, DC, USA.

Define Necessity.

It is my feeling that this composite photograph perfectly illustrates exactly what is wrong with the United States. Very likely other places, too, but I cannot say that with certainty, for I live here… and for here… that thought is what comes to my mind.

On the left, we see the result of political and corporate greed, as well as the result of our foreign “aid” programs. We see human beings. Human beings with the look of hunger, the look of desperation, hopelessness and despair.

On the right, we also see the result of political and corporate greed. Just at the opposite end of greed’s spectrum. We see zombies. We see debt slaves. We see utter fools. The look of desperation is there, too, desperation of a different sort.

Look at them. Clamoring about like gerbils on crack, spending hundreds and hundreds of dollars on cheap Chinese crap that will be thrown away as useless detritus within the year when it falls apart. Awful.

No thoughts roiling around in their vacuous ether of giving some of their wealth to the people on the left. No. Oh, maybe a very few will if they get some plea in the mail, (none of which would likely end up in the left side’s bellies anyway); but that episode will be quickly forgotten.

They’ve been trained, you see, trained all their lives, to be consumers, passive yet eager to please slaves, trained to live their lives toiling for the sole purpose of enriching the producers of their desired objects. It’s like a religion. So perhaps it is not entirely their fault, but at the same time, perhaps it is their fault that they have so little compassion for anything outside of their little pleasure bubble. It is a tragedy. And so it goes as well for the entirety of the socioeconomic system created to support it.

Creepy.

This, I posit, is what is wrong.

America 2010

Photo by Lily E. via Wonkette

As Tara McGinley said today at Dangerous Minds… “This pretty much sums it up.”

Wow. What a classic shot. What Tara stated so succinctly is so tragically true. What was once the “greatest country in the world” has been turned into something far, far different. And that something is displayed – perfectly – in the fortuitous photo displayed above.

The photo goes deeper… as it also shows the state of the union regarding the dumbing down of our population, which has been official education policy since the mid-1860s.

I would bet, and quite safely, too, I believe, that the person who put those letters on that sign has absolutely no idea that he or she has erred. Jeezus.

There is no date on the photo, but I note that that gas price is about 60 cents less a gallon than it is around these parts.

Don’t know about you, but, I just don’t have any desire to try “a anus burger” at all, thanks all the same.

It would be entertaining to see the CEOs of these two companies wolf a couple down, though.

Alright, then. Peace out.

All of America Captured In Single Photograph

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