A New Way to Explain Explanation

By all means marry; if you get a good wife, you'll be happy.
If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.
- Socrates

The Lattice of Beauty

I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides,

I honor the place in you of love, of light, of truth, of peace.

I honor the place within you, where, if you are in that place in you

and I am in that place in me, there is only one of us.

- Ram Dass, translation of 'Namaste'

We Grew Up Too Fast

When It Packs This Much Emotion We Can Use It in Our Ads to Sell Cars! ... ... ... ... ...and So We Have

友達 (ともだち)

Two people are together

Things to see Things to hear

Things to touch Things to smell

Things to taste

Things to feel

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Money, get away. Get a good job with more pay and you're okay
Money, it's a gas. Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car. Caviar. Four star daydream. Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, get back. I'm all right, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit, but don't give me that do-goody-good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set and I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime. Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say, is the root of all evil today but if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away

- Roger Waters, Pink Floyd

I've Been...

-Planning to wander around the UK for next month. I've got more than 10 people to visit/hang out with/whose floor on which I shall sleep.

-Setting up my home recording studio. Finally.

-Trying to (get hired to) spend a month in Seoul and earn $5000+ with free airfare, meals and accomodations.

-Saving up for a 150 cc motorscooter.

-Deciding the best way to go about getting a Tebori sleeve.
(I can try to monetarily convince the best local Japanese artist Jiro that I'd be worth it and that it's not a waste of his time or fly to Japan to see Horitaka or a member of the Horitoshi family. Either decision will require the amassing of thousands of USD which I don't exactly have right now.)

-Realising that my life is my own, and that I can accomplish and experience anything I so desire. (I'm not talking about lavish living but I am talking about "living the dream". My dreams have been complex, kryptic, multi-faceted, detailed, lucid, obvious and obscure. I'm going to live a life of this.)

One hand says to the other, "I wish I could be you.
In return I'll teach to you all that I do."

"I've got to decline," the other replies,
"You've got your place, I've got mine.

I'm just not inclined to your backwards design."

Back to Limbo

The Possibilities of Manifestation in this Reality are Limitless

______Thinking_____
Spherically
&
Linearly

Sometimes pictures make me happy

A Place for the Past?

She's an ugly girl,
Does it make you want to kill her?

She's an ugly girl,
Do you want to kick in her face?

She's an ugly girl,
She doesn't pose a threat.

She's an ugly girl,
Does she make you feel safe?
Ugly girl...

Do you hate her
'Cause she's pieces of you?

She's a pretty girl,

Does she make you think nasty thoughts?
She's a pretty girl,

Do you want to tie her down?
She's a pretty girl,
Do you call her a bitch?
She's a pretty girl,
Did she sleep with your whole town?
Pretty girl...
Do you hate her
'Cause she's pieces of you?

You say he's a faggot,
Does it make you want to hurt him?
You say he's a faggot,
Do you want to bash in his brain?
You say he's a faggot,
Does he make you sick to our stomach?
You say he's a faggot,

Are you afraid you're just the same?
Faggot...
Do you hate him
'Cause he's pieces of you?

You say he's a Jew,
Does it mean that he's tight?
You say he's a Jew,
Do you want to hurt his kids tonight?
You say he's a Jew,
He'll never wear that funny hat again.
You say he's a Jew,
As though being born were a sin.
Oh Jew...
Do you hate him
'Cause he's pieces of you?

- Jewel Kilcher

The Source

"I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm,
to feel connected enough to step aside
and weep like a widow,
to feel inspired to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty,

to bathe in the fountain of our divinity
and still be a human."

- James Keenan, Tool.

Choose Life

I had an epiphany and realised that life is merely a repetition of the same events until you're too old or occupied to repeat these events. After that, one falls into the repetition of new events which quickly grow old as well. Then Death.

So what makes life meaningful?

The exceptions that remain exceptional.

I can keep travelling. I can keep making music in different parts of the world, working with remarkable people and creating unique sonic entities. I can keep learning new languages until I exit this life, finding ways to express feelings and thoughts that I never knew were tangible because of my previous tongues. I want to research undocumented languages and dialects in remote existences, attaining proficiency and living amongst the people as a sympathetically adapted outsider.

I've always been an outsider, even in Trinidad where I spent the first 17 years of my life. I've accepted this. I don't know if I'll ever encounter a place where I truly belong but maybe that's what I'm to recognise... maybe I'm supposed to be exclusive only to the universe. After all, my visions of future are always solitary - walking down cobblestone streets or meditating in the jungles. It doesn't mean I feel alone, though. On streets I feel the lives of all who've tread before me, and in the jungles I shall make harmony with the Bengal tigers.

<-(me)

"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life . . . But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else." - Trainspotting

The Feeling of Rust

These videos are so delightfully and intriguingly creepy...I came to know about them because Jalon suggested that they make a 'Salad Fingers' movie, starring Johnny Depp. Hells yeah!