Time and Time Again...

We Are Instruments

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Mother is Always Right

"Something you want badly enough can always be gained. No matter how fierce the enemy, how remote the beautiful lady, or how carefully guarded the treasure, there is always a means to the goal for the earnest seeker. The unseen help of the guardian gods of heaven and earth assure fulfillment."--Dogen

Amante

"As she mused at her husband's sleepiness, she no longer kept her desires in check.
With a new found comfort with her needs
She casually said she needed to find a lover.
She got his attention.
Even if what he thought she meant couldn't have been
father from the truth."

If you find yourself unable to sleep, tired, melancholicly-inclined...

Find yourself a lover.
Find your lover in yourself.
Find self in your lover.
Lover yourself and you will find.
The Lovers Trail.

Underwater

Not Separate

My Art Is Not Separate From My Science.
You Time is not Separate from your Mind.
So do not Separate Me from You.
Or You from Me.

Now is not without the past.
But it is not the past.
The past is as real as the future.
But the past is gone into the infinite.
And the future is gone into the infinite.
So Now is between the infinite and the infinite.
Now is forever.
Now is all you have.

Your Art is not separate from your Science.
Your science is your art.
Art is a weapon for peace.
Science is a weapon for war.
War is an art form.
Art has no form.

Do no separate Art from Science.
The science of art is man.
Man performs Science.
Science is not revealed without man.
You can't separate man from science.
You cannot separate Man from Art.

Man is Art. Man is Mind.
Art is Time. Art is time.
Don't waste your time on science
without art.
Be Art.
Now.

A Refreshing Take

Can you imagine how funny Che was? How much time in his life was spent acting silly in comparison to his life spent in war? How many impressions and expressions he could have left in La Sierra Maestra? Can you imagine what kind of a father he was?

I have a feeling being a revolutionary involves laughing. The romance that drives an insurgence is akin to a child's love of being wondrous and spontaneous. The limerance that shapes the clandestine is one of uninhibited love. Allowing the revolutions in your heart to produce love is what this refreshing take of Che reminds me of.

Bless.

Futbol

in my home, Futbol is a major tradition my family has held on to from the old home. I shouldn't say soccer out lout. We stopped going to church years ago but Jesus still sits with his 12 disciples watching us huddle around the television, drinking the wine of fanaticism and cheering for the same loosing team. I don't care who wins. I just love watching 11 players who all look strangely familiar play with a country's sanity on their backs.
El Salvador was playing Costa Rica. El Salvador's team always seems to take the lead only to lose it in the most embarrassing or last minute ways. They always seemed in a panic, like they were happy to get rid of the ball and stay in the state of resistance. Were we genetically prone? Was struggle in our blood memory?
We always applied cultural, colloquial and self-indulgent reasoning as to why our national team always lost. lack of funding. Lack of discipline and corruption. Too many pupusas. Salvadorians are always looking for shortcuts. What it seemed to lead to was a euphoric rush followed by an immediate downer. The perennial disappointment. I heard him say, "they can never give us a moment of happiness, they should just not send a team to play". I thought to myself, "God forbid someone decide to take this moment of happiness away from us!".
The game ends. Everyone goes home. We shuffle around within it.

Sound Power

That guy is Lee Scratch Perry. Beyond Legend.

He called it Deep roots music.
Galactic Conductor. Persona Breaker.
The Upsetter. The Crown of the Heart.

To freestyle and channel inspiration from the moment
is to practice compassion for the moment.
There is nothing like clarity of purpose to bring forth
clarity of thought. The seed is compassion found in the crown of the heart.
From this, all clairvoyance and insight can transmit clearly.

When I watch this video, I see a man deep in his journey,
steadfast with clarity of purpose and light.

Ancient Buffoonery + Divine Math

Damn this man was too ill.
Praise Be to God.

I am.
I am.
I am.

Static Static

The Perennial Reminder.
The Story of Love and Hate. as told by one Radio Raheem.




Baby, today do the right thing.

Reclamation

:is the process of reclaiming something from loss or from a less useful condition.
To return to a suitable state for use, such as cultivation or habitation.

In the village, everyone was famous.
In the city, we became strangers.
Art became both.
People became stars.
We became unsettled.
We wanted the attention.
Beyond representation.
Beyond mere appearance.

We kept creating.
Evolving.
Until we once again
had ownership of the means.
The Medium.

We look around today.
In a very short period.
Of time.
Less than a lifetime.
The spectators have become
The celebrities.

Thus,
Reclamation has
Commenced.