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The Circle of Formation.

internet_madness

1. net neutrality – ah what a tangled web we weave
 
skeptical of mega corporations
skeptical of big government
skeptical of unauthenticated opinions (be it via paid trolls or simply simpletons)
thankful for the spiders
 
time to decentralize
localize
theorize: what could the internet be like?
we’re probably only a hop and a skip (rather a wireless transmit) away from mesh networks being able to turn cloud computing into fog
 
2. and in other news from the caverns of the internet:
bitcoin and other cryptographic currency was meant to be a currency(!) but has become a penny stock.
distributed ledgers, contracts, and authentication technology could no doubt prevail, but would it be as bitcoin? ethereum? …jp morgan’s version of ethereum? in any case, let’s hope it’ll be open source, at least for security’s sake.
in the mean time, good game & congrats to those who made bank on the wobbling web, and to the rest interested – hold on! (“The price was the least important thing about Bitcoin when I first read the whitepaper. It still is.” – Emin Gün Sirer)
 
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Awesome Elements of a Campout

At a recent campout with friends and family, I experienced two different instances of incredible complementary polar forces: Sky and Earth; Fire and Water.

I felt drawn to climb a tree. I made my way ~18′ up a sturdy looking white pine and admired the forest. I zoomed in on the tree itself and all the life it harbored in and around it. I zoomed out beyond the forest I could see to the vast forest it was a small part of. In this effort I became in awe of the vastness of the sky, and how the sky overhead continued all around the world. Looking out into that blue sky I recognized that the same Sky was present over those in far away lands, and over all sorts of lands, that Sky watched over the wide variety of All experiences on Earth. With that, I thought of the Earth. The ground beneath me is solidly connected with the ground beneath all others on this planet, held together by the attraction of its heart itself.

After the sun set, we had a campfire going and saw lightening flashes in the distance. Sensing the approaching storm we setup something of a small tarp town for the ~10 campers present. The team work and adventure involved in rigging up tarps was a wonder in itself. Later in the night, soaked and exhausted after having fun through heavy rains, I sat with my love and observed an awe inspiring feat of nature: the rain pounded down on the tarps, on the ground, and all around. All the while, the blazing wood pile stood firm and blew flames high up above it. Both elements made a similar but subtly different crackling sound – the impacts of raindrops on wet tarps, ground, trees, and all that goes with that, accompanied by the snapping, popping, sizzling, and crackling of a raging fire which pressed ever onward, upward. The water poured down and the fire roared up. Where the two met was a mysterious gradient – I’m sure there was perfect peace at some place there. For myself, I wandered between being wet or baked by rain or fire.

Awesome. Bewildering. Simple – a Forest between Sky and Earth, a Space between Fire and Water. An Observation.

Real recognize real

Unless we learn to recognize and accept all parts of ourselves – dark and light, near the surface and in the depths – we may be destined as a world to a prejudice far worse than what we face now, due to more extreme conditions in the near future testing our patience about ourselves.

What to do with the dark parts of ourselves we cannot reconcile with? I think it depends on perspective. All things have a place in nature, eating someone and being eaten by someone else; those things which have no place can cease to exist, eaten and not returning, or migrating to a more suitable habitat. What is the force of succession within us? What are your internal ecosystems, where your light and dark exist? Are they at peace, or are they troubled and troubling?

The task at hand – the sort of psychological progress Carl Jung focused on – is a deeply personal one. Yet, it may be a critical work for the future of humanity.

I & I

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Imagine a world of wonder

Imagine

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a world of wonder

where friends and community members are the public servants we all occasionally need; therapists, counselors of all kinds, even police for relatively minor issues, with serious issues responded to by a force of law and order well trained in deescalation
where conflict is resolved as in a championship game of _________
and where reasonable design & decisions, along with just laws, guide us to minimal conflict in the first place

where problems are preferably solved with evolving perspectives rather than expanding equipment
where doctors and spiritual guides are one in the same, both aspiring for you to aspire and be well, and with a healthy system to help them help you
where medical prescriptions are more a matter of what ingredients you’ll be enjoying for the next couple of weeks than anything else
and where forests and gardens are called upon for to aid our health more than pharmacies or gadgets

where our snacks come from our window sills, our staple crops from plants that grow greater every year rather than having to be killed and (with increasing difficulty) renewed each year, and where meat is seasonal and from animals we live in peaceful harmony with rather than as slave masters of

where decentralization, regenerative designs, and scaled down systems make wars in resource rich places next to obsolete

where empathy enables one another to be fluid, flowing toward being the best one can be

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what do these things mean? surely they are not perfect; how can they be improved?

Beats mes – the world is a web of complex adaptive systems.

Here’s hoping to see you in a world of renewed intention and more perfect priorities.
שלום שלום שלום, אהבה אחד

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Ode to Cracks in the Sky

Crack – boom!
A tree falls and nobody hears it
Silence fills the room
 
Sky vs. Ground
Zeus vs. Typhon
Mind vs. Matter
Path vs. Pylon
attention, intention, the chicken and the egg
 
We have cultures full of stories, stories full of hierarchies
Yet some seem to wish the world were flat
We have alternative systems to redistribute power
Yet all the while Nature tells us that
Lightening strikes only on occasion, viscous and swift
Yet electricity always flows, neutral as it goes, until the bits shift
So mind the matter and the matters of mind, watch what you do with it
One way will flow, one way will grow, three way be the source of it

Truth – Tree

“Our word “true” is closely related to the word “tree”. They both grew from the same root in the ancient Proto-Indo-European word “deru”, which mean “oak”. In many languages the vast Indo-European family, the same roots have produced words that mean “strength” or “strong”. The related word “druid” sounds a bit like “true” and meant, “one who knows oaks”. A tree and the truth are both things of beauty. They are both strong; they hold up. The closer one looks at them, the more there is too see. Truth has deep roots in reality and reaches toward heaven. Truth, like good wood, has strong fiber that bear weight and hang together. Truth is beautiful and orderly when closely inspected under high resolution where falsehood quickly pixelates showing itself to be full of holes. What is true is real, and that is its advantage over a lie.”
– Will Bason on FB

Severity

The man with the clear head is the man who frees himself from those fantastic “ideas” and looks life in the face, realizes that everything in it is problematic, and feels himself lost. As this is the simple truth-that to live is to feel oneself lost-he who accepts it has already begun to find himself; to be on firm ground. Instinctively, as do the shipwrecked, he will look around for something to cling to, and that tragic, ruthless glance, absolutely sincere, because it is a question of his salvation, will cause him to bring order into the chaos of his life. These are the only genuine ideas; the ideas of the shipwrecked. All the rest is rhetoric, posturing, farce. He who does not really feel himself lost, is inexorably lost; that is to say, he never finds himself, never comes up against his own reality.’
– The Revolt of the Masses

Elemental observations in everyday life – from shamans and scientists

A mystical throwback* and a short essay update to modernize the ‘elementalism’. Thanks to the many sources and the one source.
(* The throwback is referring to a shared ‘Post from the Past’ which was presented on FB from 5 years ago today. That post is shared later on in this entry.)

The classical elements were concepts that helped our ancestors tap in to various ways of knowing – spiritual and ecological knowledge, as well as proto-scientific knowledge. Most folks reading this base their life, knowingly or not, on scientific ways of knowing. Science teaches us that ‘the elements’ are not simply Earth Wind Water Fire and Quintessence; there are chemical elements – unique atoms – and a whole weird world of particles and finer yet.

Are the ‘classical’ elements still useful, given our scientific progress? Continue reading →