Good evening fellow Humans,
Well, I guess that posting was kind of a waste of time. I admit, freely, that it didn't turn out the way I thought it would ---- I really wanted it to go someplace further than it did. Guess my heart wasn't in it.
I was reading some of escape from Wisconsin's blog (the Hipcrime Vocab) today and I found the ideas he presented intriguing; and the comments disheartening. Here it is (see, I figured this out). It does seem that we'll have to go far down the road of collapse before it will get bad enough, for enough of us, to actually do something to start deconstructing this corpora-capitalist nightmare that is engulfing us all. And, again, I think at that point a peaceful future may be unrecoverable from the ensuing mess that will be created by this collapse. Damn it! And to think when I was a kid I actually thought the best thing was for everyone to have a nice suburban home and two cars. I was a little kid! I gave that up when I was a young adult. When will the bulk of the North American population finally figure out that they've been hoodwinked? The only answer I see is - when it is TOO FUCKING LATE!
That's such a downer... I still pray for benevolent intervention, for I still feel it may be our only hope.
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Let's Play Judgement Day
Happy Day, Fellow Humans!
First, I'll need to discuss some preliminary thoughts I suppose, so here goes:
Think of all humanity living on our lovely Earth today as one large software program. This software is deeply and negatively affected by individuals who, in effect, have a virus/viruses. You can label these viruses as you wish; selfishness, greed, love of mammon above all, psychopathy, take your pic (I guess one could think of the seven deadly sins, but Lust? Lust for power, perhaps - but lust for another if you intend no harm? I don't think so - but I could be wrong. Pride? It goeth before the fall? Not sure about that one either - maybe if it's taken over one's essence completely).
What I'm thinking of here is a paradigm of intervention, by some being or beings out there, to buy humanity some more time to evolve their spirits/souls , to fix our interaction with our Earth so she doesn't just kill us off (NTE), to provide a solution to what appears to be our 'energy crisis' that won't continue to befoul the earth, yet provide enough for all to live a decent life (forget about the house in the burbs with the picket fence and two cars - It's beyond that), and enable humanity to, at long last, live in relative peace and harmony - the ever unreachable state that I think we must achieve if we are going to continue on this earth - and, eventually, get off of it when Earth bites it for good (it will happen one day - but I was kind of hoping it would be a ways off, not in the next decade!). Perhaps we can eventually reach this stable state without intervention, perhaps even we must do it WITHOUT intervention (the tests I've referred to)? Perhaps, but I fear we may not be able to in the timeline we're in - I suspect we may be literally running out of time. So... I will entertain the possibility of intervention; and I imagine it going something like - this:
One day, suddenly, every electronic media device on earth starts broadcasting the same images and/or voices/text (In each person's native tongue - you hear/see/sense what you can understand, they can inhabit our electronica you know!). Every TV, every cell phone, every radio, every mp3 player, every computer/tablet whatever, every cd player, tape deck, hearing aid, --- anything that provides 'media' - is taken over to give us a series of updates about what is about to take place. Then, real time images coalesce in all the skies planet wide so all can witness the event (guess we'd have to heal those who can't see/hear to be fair - okay it all starts to fall apart - imagine it anyway - if they can do this they can just broadcast right into our cerebral cortex). It advises us that a final judgement is about to occur, and those that are judged to be harmful will be --- removed. They will just disintegrate to points of light and blink out --- perhaps to the great re-education camp for souls in the sky. The broadcast will include images of various 'power centers' as this 'antivirus program' operates; people will actually see certain other people just cease to be, both on the displayed images and right in front of their noses. This will be terrifying to most, but it will get the point across. The real powers that be will be speaking quite clearly on this day. Think of a kind of anti-rapture.
Once this process is complete, Thoughts of comfort and love will be imparted to all that remain until they are calmed down - perhaps all of humanity is put into a kind of trance for a bit. Instructions and advice will be given, new paradigms created - frameworks for the great work that then must commence to repair both humanity and, through humanity, the Earth (the Big Patch!). Help will be given to start this most monumental of tasks - technology that we can't understand that will look to be magic. Our new energy source will be given, but with this one all important caveat; Any attempt to weaponize this technology will result in the immediate termination of the Earth experiment - it will blink out of time, just like those whom were judged. This enforcement will be the one limitation placed on humanity - no more war or else. Peace everlasting, or Death everlasting. Perhaps we are given one more choice, give up the new power source and be on our own from then on (right back where we started!) - Our final choice...
... Well, I'm running out of steam for now. Yes, I'm crazy and I don't care!
Love, Peace, and Joy to All!
RtTBt
Oh yes, I forgot your song! Here you are loved ones... It's Army of Lovers from 1992:
First, I'll need to discuss some preliminary thoughts I suppose, so here goes:
Think of all humanity living on our lovely Earth today as one large software program. This software is deeply and negatively affected by individuals who, in effect, have a virus/viruses. You can label these viruses as you wish; selfishness, greed, love of mammon above all, psychopathy, take your pic (I guess one could think of the seven deadly sins, but Lust? Lust for power, perhaps - but lust for another if you intend no harm? I don't think so - but I could be wrong. Pride? It goeth before the fall? Not sure about that one either - maybe if it's taken over one's essence completely).
What I'm thinking of here is a paradigm of intervention, by some being or beings out there, to buy humanity some more time to evolve their spirits/souls , to fix our interaction with our Earth so she doesn't just kill us off (NTE), to provide a solution to what appears to be our 'energy crisis' that won't continue to befoul the earth, yet provide enough for all to live a decent life (forget about the house in the burbs with the picket fence and two cars - It's beyond that), and enable humanity to, at long last, live in relative peace and harmony - the ever unreachable state that I think we must achieve if we are going to continue on this earth - and, eventually, get off of it when Earth bites it for good (it will happen one day - but I was kind of hoping it would be a ways off, not in the next decade!). Perhaps we can eventually reach this stable state without intervention, perhaps even we must do it WITHOUT intervention (the tests I've referred to)? Perhaps, but I fear we may not be able to in the timeline we're in - I suspect we may be literally running out of time. So... I will entertain the possibility of intervention; and I imagine it going something like - this:
One day, suddenly, every electronic media device on earth starts broadcasting the same images and/or voices/text (In each person's native tongue - you hear/see/sense what you can understand, they can inhabit our electronica you know!). Every TV, every cell phone, every radio, every mp3 player, every computer/tablet whatever, every cd player, tape deck, hearing aid, --- anything that provides 'media' - is taken over to give us a series of updates about what is about to take place. Then, real time images coalesce in all the skies planet wide so all can witness the event (guess we'd have to heal those who can't see/hear to be fair - okay it all starts to fall apart - imagine it anyway - if they can do this they can just broadcast right into our cerebral cortex). It advises us that a final judgement is about to occur, and those that are judged to be harmful will be --- removed. They will just disintegrate to points of light and blink out --- perhaps to the great re-education camp for souls in the sky. The broadcast will include images of various 'power centers' as this 'antivirus program' operates; people will actually see certain other people just cease to be, both on the displayed images and right in front of their noses. This will be terrifying to most, but it will get the point across. The real powers that be will be speaking quite clearly on this day. Think of a kind of anti-rapture.
Once this process is complete, Thoughts of comfort and love will be imparted to all that remain until they are calmed down - perhaps all of humanity is put into a kind of trance for a bit. Instructions and advice will be given, new paradigms created - frameworks for the great work that then must commence to repair both humanity and, through humanity, the Earth (the Big Patch!). Help will be given to start this most monumental of tasks - technology that we can't understand that will look to be magic. Our new energy source will be given, but with this one all important caveat; Any attempt to weaponize this technology will result in the immediate termination of the Earth experiment - it will blink out of time, just like those whom were judged. This enforcement will be the one limitation placed on humanity - no more war or else. Peace everlasting, or Death everlasting. Perhaps we are given one more choice, give up the new power source and be on our own from then on (right back where we started!) - Our final choice...
... Well, I'm running out of steam for now. Yes, I'm crazy and I don't care!
Love, Peace, and Joy to All!
RtTBt
Oh yes, I forgot your song! Here you are loved ones... It's Army of Lovers from 1992:
Saturday, June 29, 2013
For JFM -
Good Morning from Savannah, Georgia, USA; Earth - Milky Way, our quadrant of our universe, and ???:
This is the album version of the Pet Shop Boys track 'Axis' from their new album 'Electronic' due out 7/15/2013. James would have loved this, and he may have known about it - not sure. Tech out my friend, R.I.P. or, whatever, just do it in peace!
This is the album version of the Pet Shop Boys track 'Axis' from their new album 'Electronic' due out 7/15/2013. James would have loved this, and he may have known about it - not sure. Tech out my friend, R.I.P. or, whatever, just do it in peace!
Friday, June 28, 2013
Here's the thing!
Good Day, fellow humans!
Here's the thing. If we are indeed alone in our universe, and if we are indeed faced with near-term extinction; maybe it is UP TO US to CREATE a platform for our afterlife. Maybe that platform will be what we know/ think of as AI (Artificial Intelligence). Think about it, we did come out of nature - 'it' made us somehow. The Earth is finite, sooner or later it will not be habitable by any flesh and blood creature. Perhaps this is all meant to be? I guess our universe is finite too, but on a much larger timescale. I withdraw all of my previous objections to the development of AI ---- we should embark on it NOW! I suppose many of us have, and good! Keep it up, because we may need that platform. I don't want to give in, I don't want to give up, I don't want capitulation. I want our ideas and thoughts and dreams and art and music to go on ---- forever! And, if we need to shove it all in some electronic box or bio-geezawhatsit thingamajig -- so what, SO BE IT!
That's all folks,
RtTBt
NotOmegaMan (okay, well maybe the omega of flesh and blood man, but I myself said 'we inhabit your electronica' - maybe I meant US!)
Here's the thing. If we are indeed alone in our universe, and if we are indeed faced with near-term extinction; maybe it is UP TO US to CREATE a platform for our afterlife. Maybe that platform will be what we know/ think of as AI (Artificial Intelligence). Think about it, we did come out of nature - 'it' made us somehow. The Earth is finite, sooner or later it will not be habitable by any flesh and blood creature. Perhaps this is all meant to be? I guess our universe is finite too, but on a much larger timescale. I withdraw all of my previous objections to the development of AI ---- we should embark on it NOW! I suppose many of us have, and good! Keep it up, because we may need that platform. I don't want to give in, I don't want to give up, I don't want capitulation. I want our ideas and thoughts and dreams and art and music to go on ---- forever! And, if we need to shove it all in some electronic box or bio-geezawhatsit thingamajig -- so what, SO BE IT!
That's all folks,
RtTBt
NotOmegaMan (okay, well maybe the omega of flesh and blood man, but I myself said 'we inhabit your electronica' - maybe I meant US!)
And now another side of the coin...
Good Day again, fellow humans:
Just want to link to the ArchDruid's weekly posting, for he as usual takes a more nuanced and balanced view of history and puts some of my more hysterical fears if not to rest, at least on the back burner simmering away. Negative feedback loops anyone?
http://thearchdruidreport.blogspot.com/2013/06/imperfect-storms.html
I'd kind of like to see John Michael and Guy in the same room battling it out. Maybe they have? I don't know...
Just, let it be! Something, anything; just BE!
G'day mates...
Just want to link to the ArchDruid's weekly posting, for he as usual takes a more nuanced and balanced view of history and puts some of my more hysterical fears if not to rest, at least on the back burner simmering away. Negative feedback loops anyone?
http://thearchdruidreport.blogspot.com/2013/06/imperfect-storms.html
I'd kind of like to see John Michael and Guy in the same room battling it out. Maybe they have? I don't know...
Just, let it be! Something, anything; just BE!
G'day mates...
Capitulation: Giving in, Giving up - Is it time?
Good Day, Fellow Humans:
As I work my way through this latest journey on the downside of the depressive side of the bi-polar wave, I - of course - have been reading again from Guy McPherson's blog 'Nature Bats Last'. Many 'guest posters' there have been writing about the acceptance of near-term extinction (NTE) and all that this process could entail. It's not a subject I recommend for the faint-of-heart, but if you truly are a tough old bird I suppose it may give you some empty GM food for thought.
So many of the tipping points appear to have been crossed; 400ppm concentration of CO2 in our atmosphere, the melting of the arctic, antarctic, Greenland, many glaciers, the growth of methane seeps in the continental shelf off of Siberia (methane at 1800ppm at latest? more than in 400,000 years I think), continued acidification of our oceans, the wackiness of the jet-stream, the reversing/ceasing of thermohaline currents in the north Atlantic --- the list seems endless. Guy seems quite sure that humanity will be all but gone in a mere 17 years or so, by 2030 - especially in the northern hemisphere (a few laggards may hang on in parts of the global south for a bit, perhaps).
And yet, humanity carries on. People still have children, buy homes (well, some of us), and generally commit and continue -- keeping the faith as I myself have so often encouraged. I wonder if I may be mistaken in encouraging this. Keep calm and carry on, right? I'm not so sure today. I actually cannot fathom why people would deliberately bring a child into this world now, at this point in time. That isn't to say seeing a young child's face doesn't bring a big grin to my face. I do recall this past mother's day walking my dog and passing by a young mother and her friend/sister getting triplets (yes, all three of them) out of the car (an undertaking in itself I'm sure) - and I shouted out a hearty 'Happy Mother's Day' to her; which she replied to with an equally heartfelt 'Thank you!'. Do I want her to interrupt her busy day to check out Guy's blog? I think not. But what do those of us whom are aware (or may become so soon) do? Well, Daniel A. Drumright posited in his essay 'The irreconcilable acceptance of near-term extinction ' that perhaps we should all develop contingency suicide plans - to be put into action at the time of our choosing. It does beat thirsting to death under the beating sun in a 100+ degree wet-bulb temperature hell on earth or beating slaughtered by a bunch of ravenous once human cannibals. Yuk, who even wants to think it? Well, Hollywood does so I suppose the ideas inherent to this meme do hold a macabre fascination for people. Scares me to death (well, almost).
So, as we watch our institutions turn on us all; as we witness a totalitarian police state take shape, as the gates to the FEMA camps start to creak open, as more and more of us slip through the gaping holes in the tatters of our 'safety net', what does one do? I'm thinking of making some room for the rest of you all - clearing the air just a teeny tiny bit. I of course beg for intervention from beyond, but that's pie in the sky...
Here's a link to Guy's blog for you masochists out there:
http://guymcpherson.com/2013/05/on-the-acceptance-of-near-term-extinction/
And, here's a link to an old favorite from my days of dancing to the 'rolling death noise' in Seattle. Maybe we all knew it all along... World Destruction!
Goodbye for now
RtTBt
OmegaMan
As I work my way through this latest journey on the downside of the depressive side of the bi-polar wave, I - of course - have been reading again from Guy McPherson's blog 'Nature Bats Last'. Many 'guest posters' there have been writing about the acceptance of near-term extinction (NTE) and all that this process could entail. It's not a subject I recommend for the faint-of-heart, but if you truly are a tough old bird I suppose it may give you some empty GM food for thought.
So many of the tipping points appear to have been crossed; 400ppm concentration of CO2 in our atmosphere, the melting of the arctic, antarctic, Greenland, many glaciers, the growth of methane seeps in the continental shelf off of Siberia (methane at 1800ppm at latest? more than in 400,000 years I think), continued acidification of our oceans, the wackiness of the jet-stream, the reversing/ceasing of thermohaline currents in the north Atlantic --- the list seems endless. Guy seems quite sure that humanity will be all but gone in a mere 17 years or so, by 2030 - especially in the northern hemisphere (a few laggards may hang on in parts of the global south for a bit, perhaps).
And yet, humanity carries on. People still have children, buy homes (well, some of us), and generally commit and continue -- keeping the faith as I myself have so often encouraged. I wonder if I may be mistaken in encouraging this. Keep calm and carry on, right? I'm not so sure today. I actually cannot fathom why people would deliberately bring a child into this world now, at this point in time. That isn't to say seeing a young child's face doesn't bring a big grin to my face. I do recall this past mother's day walking my dog and passing by a young mother and her friend/sister getting triplets (yes, all three of them) out of the car (an undertaking in itself I'm sure) - and I shouted out a hearty 'Happy Mother's Day' to her; which she replied to with an equally heartfelt 'Thank you!'. Do I want her to interrupt her busy day to check out Guy's blog? I think not. But what do those of us whom are aware (or may become so soon) do? Well, Daniel A. Drumright posited in his essay 'The irreconcilable acceptance of near-term extinction ' that perhaps we should all develop contingency suicide plans - to be put into action at the time of our choosing. It does beat thirsting to death under the beating sun in a 100+ degree wet-bulb temperature hell on earth or beating slaughtered by a bunch of ravenous once human cannibals. Yuk, who even wants to think it? Well, Hollywood does so I suppose the ideas inherent to this meme do hold a macabre fascination for people. Scares me to death (well, almost).
So, as we watch our institutions turn on us all; as we witness a totalitarian police state take shape, as the gates to the FEMA camps start to creak open, as more and more of us slip through the gaping holes in the tatters of our 'safety net', what does one do? I'm thinking of making some room for the rest of you all - clearing the air just a teeny tiny bit. I of course beg for intervention from beyond, but that's pie in the sky...
Here's a link to Guy's blog for you masochists out there:
http://guymcpherson.com/2013/05/on-the-acceptance-of-near-term-extinction/
And, here's a link to an old favorite from my days of dancing to the 'rolling death noise' in Seattle. Maybe we all knew it all along... World Destruction!
Goodbye for now
RtTBt
OmegaMan
Friday, June 21, 2013
What to do?
Good Day, Fellow Humans;
I actually open this posting not knowing what I intend to say. I'll start with this; I've been cycling way down lately and am in a kind of agoraphobic limbo. I hate to leave the apartment. I have to force myself to go anywhere. It's the polar opposite of the way I've been feeling and behaving for several months now; hence my diagnoses of 'Bi-polar' I suppose.
All the stuff I've posted on this thing - I don't even recognize it in this state of mind. It's almost as if this is kind of a return to sanity, but one that will still - in the end - drive me insane. Everything I see in our world seems to be pointing in one direction - disease, disaster, decay, death. It's not easy living with no hope. "Oh, you're just depressed Rob, you'll snap out of it." How many times have I heard that? I suppose I will, but how many times can I go through this cycle before I just burn up/stroke out/truly lose it? There are no answers...
I think I'll take Maxine out for a walk and see what else I can come up with.
Okay, so I did that. Feel a bit better, talked to my neighbor Susan for a bit. I think this 'limbo' I'm feeling is mainly due to waiting 2+ years to hear whether or not I'll get SSDI. I had my hearing on May 16th, and was told today by my advocate that the judge has issued his decision, that it is 'being written', and that I should have it within 30 days or so. Yet another 30 day window. It's the waiting that's killing me - if I have to get a job I'll try my darndest --- but it's not easy as a 47 year old HIV positive male with a commanding voice who has a temper and can scare the bejesus out of people when it takes over. And take over it does, trust me. And, most of the 'work' out there is bullshit anyway - I can see through most things and most things that pay more than a pittance aren't worth doing that I see; they are in fact HARMFUL to humanity. I wouldn't mind cashiering in a little shop or something, but I'll still be dependent on public assistance for health care. I don't think a cushy position with full benefits is waiting for me out there, I mean really. Excess and Idle am I! Are you?
I want to add this; I know a 'job' is not any kind of solution for me. I just need a way to sustain myself while I work on my actual work. I do have several ideas of what this 'work' may entail, but I have to get to a place where I can actually 'produce', and where I'm at now is NOT it. I need to be in the west with my love Brian, all things will lead from there. F'ing SS is holding me up and that's what has got me so down and, deep down, PROFOUNDLY PISSED OFF! If you want what's in my mind, usgovt, you'll have to PAY ME FOR IT first!
I actually open this posting not knowing what I intend to say. I'll start with this; I've been cycling way down lately and am in a kind of agoraphobic limbo. I hate to leave the apartment. I have to force myself to go anywhere. It's the polar opposite of the way I've been feeling and behaving for several months now; hence my diagnoses of 'Bi-polar' I suppose.
All the stuff I've posted on this thing - I don't even recognize it in this state of mind. It's almost as if this is kind of a return to sanity, but one that will still - in the end - drive me insane. Everything I see in our world seems to be pointing in one direction - disease, disaster, decay, death. It's not easy living with no hope. "Oh, you're just depressed Rob, you'll snap out of it." How many times have I heard that? I suppose I will, but how many times can I go through this cycle before I just burn up/stroke out/truly lose it? There are no answers...
I think I'll take Maxine out for a walk and see what else I can come up with.
Okay, so I did that. Feel a bit better, talked to my neighbor Susan for a bit. I think this 'limbo' I'm feeling is mainly due to waiting 2+ years to hear whether or not I'll get SSDI. I had my hearing on May 16th, and was told today by my advocate that the judge has issued his decision, that it is 'being written', and that I should have it within 30 days or so. Yet another 30 day window. It's the waiting that's killing me - if I have to get a job I'll try my darndest --- but it's not easy as a 47 year old HIV positive male with a commanding voice who has a temper and can scare the bejesus out of people when it takes over. And take over it does, trust me. And, most of the 'work' out there is bullshit anyway - I can see through most things and most things that pay more than a pittance aren't worth doing that I see; they are in fact HARMFUL to humanity. I wouldn't mind cashiering in a little shop or something, but I'll still be dependent on public assistance for health care. I don't think a cushy position with full benefits is waiting for me out there, I mean really. Excess and Idle am I! Are you?
I want to add this; I know a 'job' is not any kind of solution for me. I just need a way to sustain myself while I work on my actual work. I do have several ideas of what this 'work' may entail, but I have to get to a place where I can actually 'produce', and where I'm at now is NOT it. I need to be in the west with my love Brian, all things will lead from there. F'ing SS is holding me up and that's what has got me so down and, deep down, PROFOUNDLY PISSED OFF! If you want what's in my mind, usgovt, you'll have to PAY ME FOR IT first!
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Austerity = Death?
Well, Good Day again Fellow Humans;
I'm actually going to quote from myself here, then provide a link. Here's my quote, from my post titled something like "What's going on 2" or something...
"I've come across some writers online who suggest that the elites/powers that be are pushing 'austerity' not because they believe it will 'fix' our economy, but because it will indeed slowly destroy it and bring the masses standard of living down along with the economies of the nations subject to 'austerity measures'. This is interesting, since it actually could achieve some of the same 'goals' of many of the environmental activists out there (me included) in a kind of mean/back-handed way. It is hard to imagine that the leaders of the 'super elite' (if they indeed exist) would truly not know about the gathering threats to our civilization. Do you really think all these CEO's and heads of international institutions don't know what's going on? I mean really, get a grip." - me RtTBt - Robert Taylor Bazinet
Here's the link, to an interview by Amy Goodman originally appearing on Democracy Now with the authors of the book 'The Body Economic - Why Austerity Kills' by David Stuckler, MPH, PhD and Sanjay Basu, MD, PhD:
http://www.resilience.org/stories/2013-05-22/why-austerity-kills-from-greece-to-u-s-crippling-economic-policies-causing-global-health-crisis
I am NOT criticizing this book, I think the authors did great work and make excellent points. I only question the basic assumption their book rests on, that Austerity is being implemented in a misguided attempt to 'help' the economies of the countries subject to it. I believe it is being implemented, as I allude to above, to DELIBERATELY siphon lost wealth back to the banks lost during the financial crisis and, indeed, to reduce the populations of countries subject to austerity measures in this evil but still 'organic' way; i.e. people killing themselves, becoming addicted to drugs, dying due to lack of adequate health care, etc.
I don't believe humanity should continue down this path. It is heartless, mean, cruel, and in the end embodies great evil. This path will not end in any place you want to be, mark my words.
On that note, I bid you Adieu!
RtTBt
I'm actually going to quote from myself here, then provide a link. Here's my quote, from my post titled something like "What's going on 2" or something...
"I've come across some writers online who suggest that the elites/powers that be are pushing 'austerity' not because they believe it will 'fix' our economy, but because it will indeed slowly destroy it and bring the masses standard of living down along with the economies of the nations subject to 'austerity measures'. This is interesting, since it actually could achieve some of the same 'goals' of many of the environmental activists out there (me included) in a kind of mean/back-handed way. It is hard to imagine that the leaders of the 'super elite' (if they indeed exist) would truly not know about the gathering threats to our civilization. Do you really think all these CEO's and heads of international institutions don't know what's going on? I mean really, get a grip." - me RtTBt - Robert Taylor Bazinet
Here's the link, to an interview by Amy Goodman originally appearing on Democracy Now with the authors of the book 'The Body Economic - Why Austerity Kills' by David Stuckler, MPH, PhD and Sanjay Basu, MD, PhD:
http://www.resilience.org/stories/2013-05-22/why-austerity-kills-from-greece-to-u-s-crippling-economic-policies-causing-global-health-crisis
I am NOT criticizing this book, I think the authors did great work and make excellent points. I only question the basic assumption their book rests on, that Austerity is being implemented in a misguided attempt to 'help' the economies of the countries subject to it. I believe it is being implemented, as I allude to above, to DELIBERATELY siphon lost wealth back to the banks lost during the financial crisis and, indeed, to reduce the populations of countries subject to austerity measures in this evil but still 'organic' way; i.e. people killing themselves, becoming addicted to drugs, dying due to lack of adequate health care, etc.
I don't believe humanity should continue down this path. It is heartless, mean, cruel, and in the end embodies great evil. This path will not end in any place you want to be, mark my words.
On that note, I bid you Adieu!
RtTBt
There are more of us...
Good Day Fellow Humans,
Just here to post a song, with a little comment. This relates to the part of yesterday's posting titled "Where may we be going". This is the song that got me thinking about the possible appearance of 'more and more' 'gay' or at least 'gender blurred' people here on our good Earth.
Those who want to, take a listen and tell me what you think. This song is by Tom Tom Club from their 1981 album by I think the same name and is called simply On, On, On, On. There's a another song on this link, Booming and Zooming.
Here it is:
Please be nice today,
RtTBt
Just here to post a song, with a little comment. This relates to the part of yesterday's posting titled "Where may we be going". This is the song that got me thinking about the possible appearance of 'more and more' 'gay' or at least 'gender blurred' people here on our good Earth.
Those who want to, take a listen and tell me what you think. This song is by Tom Tom Club from their 1981 album by I think the same name and is called simply On, On, On, On. There's a another song on this link, Booming and Zooming.
Here it is:
Please be nice today,
RtTBt
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Where may we be headed?
Where may we be headed? You're asking me? Okay...
After all the reading I've done on this subject, several interesting possibilities come to my mind. Imagine this: Leading astrophysicists announce that something has 'gone wrong' with our sun and it will start the Supernova process in about 20 years, turning first into a 'red giant' - which would fry all life on earth and leave it a rock if not absorb the planet into itself. The end of us, in other words. Not trying to scare anyone, our Sun is middle aged and should have several billion years left of relative stability. But, imagine this were to happen anyway. What would humanity do?
I think many minds and resources would be devoted to developing true AI - literally an artificial mind or minds. I can almost imagine a platform such as, oh I don't know, say FACEBOOK being used to 'gather' humanity together for the eventual transition of our minds from our bodies to this AI 'machine'; which would then be blasted into space in the hope that someone or something finds us eventually. Think of the old Star Trek next-gen episode where Captain Picard visits that mysterious probe and ends up thinking he lived an entire life in this culture that had been dead for untold number of years (how the F do you you spell millennia?).
Do I want this scenario to play out? Not really, but I do think we should explore all of our options. I read an article by Helen Camakaris today on Resilience that explores the various options we have if we apply REASON to our various dilemmas. Here's the link:
We do need, in my opinion, some sort of global authority to lead us - though I don't think we should think of this as a 'world government'. Some sort of centralized organization that can bring our best and brightest together to work out a solution. I'd like to see humanity quickly realize the threat, and actually ACT instead of argue and/or stick our collective head in the sand. God/Creator/Creators may NOT save us, this may be the absolute final test - can we figure out how to live together in a just, joyful, loving, and SUSTAINABLE way or will we go down in a fury of chaos and misery? I still believe the choice, as always, is each and all of ours. Intervention is a possibility, but by no means guaranteed.
Another thing I want to bring up; recently on facebook 'God' posted a picture with text proposing that perhaps the increasing number of 'gay' people is God's way of controlling the population and caring for unwanted children through adoption. With all of the estrogen 'mimics' contaminating our world, I do seem to see a noticeable increase in the number of transgender people, and young men who are beautiful and oddly feminine; and young women who are beautiful but oddly masculine. Gender lines are starting to blur, it's clear - to me at least.
So, I leave you with these thoughts... Singularity? A world where people learn to live well with less in peace? Or.... ???
OmegaMan --- I don't want to be the last one!
Peace, Love, Joy... and out.
RtTBt
Saturday, May 18, 2013
A little collage I made
Good Evening Fellow Humans! (well, it's evening here anyway)
I just have to share this little collage I made with you. The kid in the picture is, of course, ME! I am a megalomaniac, after all --- that should be obvious!
Anyway, here it is - I hope it brings a smile to some of your lips, for I do mean it in fun. Sort of...
Facebook Friends, you've seen it...
I just have to share this little collage I made with you. The kid in the picture is, of course, ME! I am a megalomaniac, after all --- that should be obvious!
Anyway, here it is - I hope it brings a smile to some of your lips, for I do mean it in fun. Sort of...
Facebook Friends, you've seen it...
The Other Side
Hi again,
Just a song, The Other Side of Me by Culture Beat. The video has wonderful images of Milan, Italy - quite worth a look...
and, one more from Culture Beat, the World in Your Hands:
I do hope some of you can have a lovely day.
Love, Peace, Joy
RtTBt
Just a song, The Other Side of Me by Culture Beat. The video has wonderful images of Milan, Italy - quite worth a look...
and, one more from Culture Beat, the World in Your Hands:
I do hope some of you can have a lovely day.
Love, Peace, Joy
RtTBt
One example of 'the season'
Hi again,
There is a series of videos titled "Season of Treason", for one. Here is a link in case you may be interested...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LxY_H5V0Kw
Love, Peace, Joy to ALL --- Please!
RtTBt
There is a series of videos titled "Season of Treason", for one. Here is a link in case you may be interested...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LxY_H5V0Kw
Love, Peace, Joy to ALL --- Please!
RtTBt
Poetry, yes - Prophecy? Sometimes I wonder
Good Day Fellow Humans.
I'm going to attach two jpegs of some poems I wrote a few days after my very first LSD trip in 1986 while living in Seattle. These just spilled out of me, where they came from I don't know - beyond thinking that Seattle was the town in the mist in the midst of the sea, and that I lived on the top floor of a building at the crest of Capital Hill - a 'tree' in my head at the time. One thing about the first one ... it has the phrase "Season of Treason" in it. I keep coming across this phrase of late, often in commentary on internet news sites. Once again, I invite any one who may read this to ask me questions! I'm getting lonely people!
Here they are:
I'm going to attach two jpegs of some poems I wrote a few days after my very first LSD trip in 1986 while living in Seattle. These just spilled out of me, where they came from I don't know - beyond thinking that Seattle was the town in the mist in the midst of the sea, and that I lived on the top floor of a building at the crest of Capital Hill - a 'tree' in my head at the time. One thing about the first one ... it has the phrase "Season of Treason" in it. I keep coming across this phrase of late, often in commentary on internet news sites. Once again, I invite any one who may read this to ask me questions! I'm getting lonely people!
Here they are:
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Playtime for Robbie - New Captain Earth
Good Day Fellow Humans!
Well, I've been playing with some of the little plastic toys that have found their way into my hands. My Captain America key ring (found in my desk while it was at my sisters's) has seen better days. First, he lost his shield, then one arm; then the other. I have only the legs and waist of a 'soccer dad' as I think of him (given to me by ex-roomie James). The Infant is one of a set given to my by one of my ex's, Andrew. He had originally given me a key-ring consisting of a clear plastic female torso, pregnant with the developing baby visible in her womb; and a collection of tiny baby dolls with it. The larger yellow/red figure was put in one of my boxes by my niece Abby the day I was moving into the yellow room. So, that's where all these objects came from.
In my insane little brain, I've been thinking about the 'death' of old Captain America and the 'birth' of a new CAPTAIN EARTH or whatever, as a symbol of global unity. Notice Captain America's shield is supported by 'Dad' above the infant's head. The larger yellow/red figure, well - it's a symbol of our Creator(s) for me! I'm looking for a hemisphere of our earth to glue into the circle on it's belly (gender is unclear to me, as it should be - perhaps it's beyond the concept!).
Wish the pictures could have been more clear, I have trouble holding my hands still. Imagine that...
It's amusing to me, but then again I'm quite odd. 47 and still playing with broken toys and glue-guns. What is one to do?
I do have a point to to all this! Really, I do! I'll be working on that next....
Have a lovely day if you can.
Peace, Love, Joy to ALL!
RtTBt
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Another Day, more data incoming...
Good Afternoon, fellow humans;
After hanging out my blanket to dry this afternoon, I finally settled down to heat up some soup. I was thinking myself into one of my 'whoa is me, this is hell all this emotional overload and constant ideas/concepts overloading me' - moods. A voice, mine I suppose - the sane part of my mind - said to me "You know Rob, you don't have to choose this reaction." I got into a back and forth with 'it' and realized that I often make poor choices when 'picking' an emotional state to be in. It is like that, for me at least; I pick one and deal with the consequences. I'm sick of unintended and harmful consequences. So, I will endeavor to be more careful when manipulating my moods. And I do mean manipulate; my roommate Jeri once asked me if I may be addicted to my own brain chemistry - she told me just what 'I' had reminded myself of today. I choose to be manic, to be high. I can literally think myself into what is very similar to an Acid or Mushroom trip at times. I've been asked here, while out and about, 'are you on something Rob?'; and I answer, honestly, NO! My eyes get the big pupils and I'm just Mr. Personality Plus when in this mode. I've been asked, also, 'What did you do to this place?' a time or two. Wherever I was (think, a bar!), became this vortex of manic, super-excited socialization. Back when I was young, I could get a dance floor going --- I'd go out alone and soon more and more were around me, as the beat and our gyrations got wilder and weirder.
Wow, this is wandering all over my past. Hmmmm.
It is as if I have to learn how to be human, at every moment. I don't think I know sometimes.
Guess I need more downloads of data! One can never have enough I suppose....
I'm tired out for now, maybe more later.
Love, Peace, Joy - to ALL.
OmegaMan
RtTBt
Monday, April 22, 2013
The Hothouse of Creation
Hello There, Fellow Humans!
I'm finally settled in front of my computer, after many trips to the porch and walks with Maxine (my beloved Boston Terrier is with me again). It is a lovely day here, yet again. It was a bit cool earlier in the day, but has warmed up nicely. All the amazing beauty of spring in full bloom is all around me, and it is overwhelming! I think I'm going through a bit of a grieving process, as the date is fast approaching when I will depart for a new life with my Brian in Helena. I'm excited about it, but am going to miss Savannah so very much. Next time I'm here, I'll just be visiting.
On this note, I want to quote from the afterward of John Berendt's book, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil; or as it is known in Savannah, 'The Book'. This is the final paragraph of the book, and it sums up this beautiful, odd, weird, wonderful, awful little city perfectly:
"For me, Savannah's resistance to change was its saving grace. The city looked inward, sealed off from the noises and distractions of the world at large. It grew inward, too, and in such a way that its people flourished like hothouse plants tended by an indulgent gardener. The ordinary became extraordinary. Eccentrics thrived. Every nuance and quirk of personality achieved greater brilliance in that lush enclosure than would have been possible anywhere else in the world."
I can't say it better myself. I've mentioned, on facebook at least, that I believe this town is located in a center of creative energy on our earth, from long long ago. I certainly have had a strange time of it here, and feel oddly renewed and ready to go forth in the world and CREATE something new and wonderful. This Hothouse plant is mature and ready to leave the 'garden' of its birth. I wonder, though, who the indulgent gardener is. I think I know...
Love 2 All!
Omega Man
I'm finally settled in front of my computer, after many trips to the porch and walks with Maxine (my beloved Boston Terrier is with me again). It is a lovely day here, yet again. It was a bit cool earlier in the day, but has warmed up nicely. All the amazing beauty of spring in full bloom is all around me, and it is overwhelming! I think I'm going through a bit of a grieving process, as the date is fast approaching when I will depart for a new life with my Brian in Helena. I'm excited about it, but am going to miss Savannah so very much. Next time I'm here, I'll just be visiting.
On this note, I want to quote from the afterward of John Berendt's book, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil; or as it is known in Savannah, 'The Book'. This is the final paragraph of the book, and it sums up this beautiful, odd, weird, wonderful, awful little city perfectly:
"For me, Savannah's resistance to change was its saving grace. The city looked inward, sealed off from the noises and distractions of the world at large. It grew inward, too, and in such a way that its people flourished like hothouse plants tended by an indulgent gardener. The ordinary became extraordinary. Eccentrics thrived. Every nuance and quirk of personality achieved greater brilliance in that lush enclosure than would have been possible anywhere else in the world."
I can't say it better myself. I've mentioned, on facebook at least, that I believe this town is located in a center of creative energy on our earth, from long long ago. I certainly have had a strange time of it here, and feel oddly renewed and ready to go forth in the world and CREATE something new and wonderful. This Hothouse plant is mature and ready to leave the 'garden' of its birth. I wonder, though, who the indulgent gardener is. I think I know...
Love 2 All!
Omega Man
Friday, March 22, 2013
Don't forget your Mother
In most of our societies currently, on our lovely Earth, patriarchy rules. I said most, not all. Certainly here in the good old USA, western Europe, and the Muslim world it does.
All the thoughts and prayers to many of our various interpretations of God/Allah/Jehovah whatever/whichever give short shrift to our Mother Earth. I think this is a serious omission and a sign of how out-of-balance our world has been for some time.
Next time you are praying/meditating/thinking --- please, don't forget to include our Mother Earth in these mental actions. She so deserves our thanks, and needs - desperately - our love and respect.
On this note, I'm going to link to an old favorite; Depeche Mode's 'Get the Balance Right':
All the thoughts and prayers to many of our various interpretations of God/Allah/Jehovah whatever/whichever give short shrift to our Mother Earth. I think this is a serious omission and a sign of how out-of-balance our world has been for some time.
Next time you are praying/meditating/thinking --- please, don't forget to include our Mother Earth in these mental actions. She so deserves our thanks, and needs - desperately - our love and respect.
On this note, I'm going to link to an old favorite; Depeche Mode's 'Get the Balance Right':
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Good Things.2
Good Evening, Fellow Humans:
Endearments. Think of them; dear, honey, hon, sweetie, pudding-pie, love... there are so many endearments we use in our conversations with our fellow humans. I have found, in my life experience, that using endearments with people you come into contact with often in your daily life helps foster good feelings, good cheer, a stronger sense of community, and just a more 'smiley' world. I often walk down the street to a little, privately owned convenience store around the block called the 'Jay-Ram' (it's a black thing, Savannah being a chocolate place overall). We only moved in here a month ago, but I have already established very nice/good relationships with all the clerks (one of whom is likely the owner, an Indian man I believe). I share endearments with them, and they return in kind, and it makes buying a sixer or a pack of smokes a pleasant experience.
Please, people --- use endearments more frequently, as much as you can deem appropriate. If a clerk or post-person, or anybody you come in contact with, seems worthy -- call them dear or darling or something. It helps! I promise!
Love, Peace, Joy - to ALL
RtTBt
Edit, 3/17/2013: I want to add, obviously, that one must make allowances for gender differences and cultural norms. I don't say 'thanks dear' to a male clerk, but I will to a female one. W/the guys, I'll say 'thanks man' or 'thanks dude' or just a bright/cheery 'Thanks!'. I am so compulsive...
Endearments. Think of them; dear, honey, hon, sweetie, pudding-pie, love... there are so many endearments we use in our conversations with our fellow humans. I have found, in my life experience, that using endearments with people you come into contact with often in your daily life helps foster good feelings, good cheer, a stronger sense of community, and just a more 'smiley' world. I often walk down the street to a little, privately owned convenience store around the block called the 'Jay-Ram' (it's a black thing, Savannah being a chocolate place overall). We only moved in here a month ago, but I have already established very nice/good relationships with all the clerks (one of whom is likely the owner, an Indian man I believe). I share endearments with them, and they return in kind, and it makes buying a sixer or a pack of smokes a pleasant experience.
Please, people --- use endearments more frequently, as much as you can deem appropriate. If a clerk or post-person, or anybody you come in contact with, seems worthy -- call them dear or darling or something. It helps! I promise!
Love, Peace, Joy - to ALL
RtTBt
Edit, 3/17/2013: I want to add, obviously, that one must make allowances for gender differences and cultural norms. I don't say 'thanks dear' to a male clerk, but I will to a female one. W/the guys, I'll say 'thanks man' or 'thanks dude' or just a bright/cheery 'Thanks!'. I am so compulsive...
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Good Things.1
Good Morning, Fellow Humans;
I was thinking about music lyrics (really? you're kidding!) and I thought about this old rhyming tune that I'm sure most of you are familiar with. I think it's simply the most meaningful, true, relevant lyric ever written in English. Here it is (drum-roll, please):
Row, row, row your boat; gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily merrily; life is but a dream.
That's all folks! (Thanks, Warner Bros.)
Peace, Love, Joy to ALL
RtTBt
I was thinking about music lyrics (really? you're kidding!) and I thought about this old rhyming tune that I'm sure most of you are familiar with. I think it's simply the most meaningful, true, relevant lyric ever written in English. Here it is (drum-roll, please):
Row, row, row your boat; gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily merrily; life is but a dream.
That's all folks! (Thanks, Warner Bros.)
Peace, Love, Joy to ALL
RtTBt
Friday, March 15, 2013
A memory returned
Good Evening, Fellow Humans:
I know I haven't put much on here of late. I have a lot (tons!) going on and I just haven't made the time. I will try to correct that during the coming weeks as I feel things may be settling down for me personally.
I was out pacing and smoking on the screened in porch of Mom and my's new apartment, and a memory from 1988 returned to me. This is a very special recollection, one that I have told in stories to 'receptive' listeners several times over the years; but that I had not thought of for some time.
In the fall of 1988, my Mom divorced her husband of 11 years Paul. Paul and Mom had been living in Bozeman, Montana (I refer to Bozeman in a couple of prior posts --- we called it the 'Bozone'). I flew from Providence RI where I was attending RISD to help my Mom move across country with her best friend Peggy St. Peter. Peggy and Mom were moving to Washington DC where Peggy had just been transferred with the US Forest Service, and where Mom would re-start her life as a single woman (for the 1st time since her college years). It was a fun trip and once in DC, Mom let me take her Honda Civic (great cars, and this from one who curses 'infernal combustion engines'!) back to Providence for a couple weeks since she had the Metro and Peggy's car.
Well, two weeks passed and it was time to drive Mom's Civic back to DC. I left Providence late on a Friday and as I approached NYC on I-95, I saw signs for the Cross-Bronx Expressway. It was 3:30 in the morning. I then saw signs for the Merritt Parkway (?)/Tappan Zee Bridge. Thought about it for a minute, and decided it would be wiser to take the Tappan Zee and go down the Jersey Turnpike. Exited I-95 a bit later, then I came upon this large battle-ship gray 18-wheeler with, no joke, "G.O.D." printed in huge block letters on the back gate, the mud flaps, and on the side (I passed it). Beneath the GOD it said, "Guaranteed Overnight Delivery". I, well, was amazed and elated. I thought of myself as an atheist at this time, but I think this moment is when that changed for me. I, as promised, made it safely to DC early that morning. I often wonder what would have happened had I chosen to take the Cross Bronx instead.
Makes you think, eh?
RtTBt
I know I haven't put much on here of late. I have a lot (tons!) going on and I just haven't made the time. I will try to correct that during the coming weeks as I feel things may be settling down for me personally.
I was out pacing and smoking on the screened in porch of Mom and my's new apartment, and a memory from 1988 returned to me. This is a very special recollection, one that I have told in stories to 'receptive' listeners several times over the years; but that I had not thought of for some time.
In the fall of 1988, my Mom divorced her husband of 11 years Paul. Paul and Mom had been living in Bozeman, Montana (I refer to Bozeman in a couple of prior posts --- we called it the 'Bozone'). I flew from Providence RI where I was attending RISD to help my Mom move across country with her best friend Peggy St. Peter. Peggy and Mom were moving to Washington DC where Peggy had just been transferred with the US Forest Service, and where Mom would re-start her life as a single woman (for the 1st time since her college years). It was a fun trip and once in DC, Mom let me take her Honda Civic (great cars, and this from one who curses 'infernal combustion engines'!) back to Providence for a couple weeks since she had the Metro and Peggy's car.
Well, two weeks passed and it was time to drive Mom's Civic back to DC. I left Providence late on a Friday and as I approached NYC on I-95, I saw signs for the Cross-Bronx Expressway. It was 3:30 in the morning. I then saw signs for the Merritt Parkway (?)/Tappan Zee Bridge. Thought about it for a minute, and decided it would be wiser to take the Tappan Zee and go down the Jersey Turnpike. Exited I-95 a bit later, then I came upon this large battle-ship gray 18-wheeler with, no joke, "G.O.D." printed in huge block letters on the back gate, the mud flaps, and on the side (I passed it). Beneath the GOD it said, "Guaranteed Overnight Delivery". I, well, was amazed and elated. I thought of myself as an atheist at this time, but I think this moment is when that changed for me. I, as promised, made it safely to DC early that morning. I often wonder what would have happened had I chosen to take the Cross Bronx instead.
Makes you think, eh?
RtTBt
Monday, March 4, 2013
Reality?
Good Evening Fellow Humans, and whomever else may be PAYING ATTENTION!
I've been thinking about, well, the entire nature of our supposed reality. I think we may, all of us here in this 3rd dimensional earthly reality, be (so to speak) contestants/participants of a giant 'reality show'. It's a big drama, and our whole universe is watching, waiting to see what humanity will do next!
Will they blow themselves up in a nuclear armageddon. Will they slowly wither away as their planet heats up, like frogs in a pot. Will they finally figure out how to truly cooperate, form communities again, and live together in some semblance of peace and harmony?
What do you think will happen? Well, we supposedly have free will, or some illusion of it; and it is UP TO US which way we go. I do personally feel that we have crossed a tipping point (2012 solstice), and that we 'tipped' the right way. It may not seem so, but I sense a certain relief in the cosmic consciousness - a calming and slowing of things that is good and positive.
Let us hope it is so!
God (whatever she/he/it/they may be) Bless Us All!
Love, Peace, Joy to ALL!
RtTBt
I've been thinking about, well, the entire nature of our supposed reality. I think we may, all of us here in this 3rd dimensional earthly reality, be (so to speak) contestants/participants of a giant 'reality show'. It's a big drama, and our whole universe is watching, waiting to see what humanity will do next!
Will they blow themselves up in a nuclear armageddon. Will they slowly wither away as their planet heats up, like frogs in a pot. Will they finally figure out how to truly cooperate, form communities again, and live together in some semblance of peace and harmony?
What do you think will happen? Well, we supposedly have free will, or some illusion of it; and it is UP TO US which way we go. I do personally feel that we have crossed a tipping point (2012 solstice), and that we 'tipped' the right way. It may not seem so, but I sense a certain relief in the cosmic consciousness - a calming and slowing of things that is good and positive.
Let us hope it is so!
God (whatever she/he/it/they may be) Bless Us All!
Love, Peace, Joy to ALL!
RtTBt
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
New Life
Good Afternoon All,
I'd like to dedicate this to my Love, Brian. I'm working on this because of you, my friend my love.
I'd like to dedicate this to my Love, Brian. I'm working on this because of you, my friend my love.
Empathy vs. Love? One and the same?
I love my friends, family, and those special few out there. I love humanity generally. Or, do I
love my {Friends, family, 'others'} and empathize with humanity? Let’s look at the definitions:
“Empathy: the ability to understand and share the
feelings of another.
Love: a strong feeling of affection, a great
interest or pleasure in something, a deep affection or sexual love. “ (from Oxford Dictionaries).
The definitions of love presented don’t do it justice,
but how does one define love? Try it! It’s not so easy for some of us. Here’s
my attempt; love and empathy are real energies/memes/something! - and are ‘represented’
to our minds as emotions, and to me emotions are kind of mental muscles. The
more they are used, the stronger they get. Love and Empathy are positive,
pro-active emotions – though effects and actions vary, inspirations are consistent
in character, though they broadly encompass many expressions. Love is partly an
awareness of the unity of all things, and the basic drive toward benevolence
that my faith believes exists in our universe. Empathy is the ability to ‘put
in practice’ the feelings engendered by love. There are infinite gradients and varieties…
but all are beautiful.
Brian, as our new year and our New Life begin, I embrace you and all of the possibilities to come. And ... you must recall this one!
Brian, as our new year and our New Life begin, I embrace you and all of the possibilities to come. And ... you must recall this one!
Thursday, January 31, 2013
The Project?
Good Morning All,
This is a link to Pet Shop Boys 'Integral'. Upon first hearing this song, I kind of liked it. I'm sure most don't, but 'we know who we are', do we not? So... after listening to it over the years; It has come to frighten me. Why, do you think?
This is a link to Pet Shop Boys 'Integral'. Upon first hearing this song, I kind of liked it. I'm sure most don't, but 'we know who we are', do we not? So... after listening to it over the years; It has come to frighten me. Why, do you think?
Nine Billion - and counting?
Good Morning All,
Okay, let's play a game! I'll start by proposing (whoa... almost chose a WAY more loaded word!)
the Next Big End of the World thing. So... here goes:
One of Arthur C Clarke's stories is 1957's 'The Nine Billion Names of God' -Wikipedia link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Nine_Billion_Names_of_God .
To paraphrase, Tibetan monks contract w/some computer consultants who greatly speed up the monks ability to calculate the nine-billion names of God (in names of nine or fewer characters only). Once the contractors are finished, the 'Westerners', as the computer guys are called, ride off on horseback to civilization. The stars start going out. It made an impression on me as a child. Thinking about it, I of course started to think what will happen when nine billion human souls are on Earth. I make the illogical, and not-so, assumptions/extensions/projections and think, maybe this might be IT?
But this is just another game, another tidbit of history and culture; posing as something more than it is.
So. never mind. Carry-On My Loves!
RtTBt
Uggh, just thought of Herman Cain and '999' ! Maybe that's how it gets in the meme, hmmmm.
Okay, let's play a game! I'll start by proposing (whoa... almost chose a WAY more loaded word!)
the Next Big End of the World thing. So... here goes:
One of Arthur C Clarke's stories is 1957's 'The Nine Billion Names of God' -Wikipedia link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Nine_Billion_Names_of_God .
To paraphrase, Tibetan monks contract w/some computer consultants who greatly speed up the monks ability to calculate the nine-billion names of God (in names of nine or fewer characters only). Once the contractors are finished, the 'Westerners', as the computer guys are called, ride off on horseback to civilization. The stars start going out. It made an impression on me as a child. Thinking about it, I of course started to think what will happen when nine billion human souls are on Earth. I make the illogical, and not-so, assumptions/extensions/projections and think, maybe this might be IT?
But this is just another game, another tidbit of history and culture; posing as something more than it is.
So. never mind. Carry-On My Loves!
RtTBt
Uggh, just thought of Herman Cain and '999' ! Maybe that's how it gets in the meme, hmmmm.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Gifts and Gratitude...
Happy Noon (US EST), Everyone!
Well, I haven't said much on here of late. Been recovering, doing fine. I'm quite at peace for the most part this week. Been thinking a lot though.
The future is coming my friends, and though it may seem very strange; I think it will end up being kind of wonderful - on a much smaller and more local scale. The current paradigm is dying, and it is of course lashing out as it experiences its' own death. Expect much chaos, confusion, and --- unfortunately, much tragedy. All the drama, jeez. It's unavoidable I'm afraid, we'll just have to work through it.
I strongly advise ignoring main stream media as much as you can. Those who can keep their critical eye open, will be better able to withstand the assaults hurled at us constantly. Fear is being invoked - to distract you, to panic you, to fill your mind with useless clutter to prevent you from thinking about things that you enjoy, and/or things that really matter. Invoked to prevent you from acting, even in small ways, to change and improve your world. Resist The Fear! Replace it with Love and Understanding. Realize most of what 'they' fling at us is, at base, utter crap. Wipe it off, smile, and carry on.
I'd like to provide some links to some articles about what is happening in Detroit, the 'gift economy', and the place and nature of 'jobs' vs. 'work' in our developing new world:
I may be back with more thoughts later, we'll see. I'm just so oddly content at this moment! It will pass, I know it. But, I do enjoy peace of mind when it comes ---- grab on if you find some!
Love, Peace, Joy ... TO ALL
RtTBt
Above is a view of the salt marsh at high tide behind my Sister and Bro-in-law's new place on Wilmington Island near Savannah. They lucked out, this place is a treasure!
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Ouch!
Well hello there fellow humans!
I woke up this past Sunday with some serious abdominal pain and ended up spending the entire day in bed, feeling worse by the minute. Eventually, Mom and my Sister noticed that I was not coming out to have a beer or a ciggie --- at all! The horror of it - imagine! These two facts convinced them I needed to go to the ER.
Thank God they were able to convince me; I fought them on it at first. Sure enough, I had acute appendicitis and they scheduled me for surgery right away. Ended up spending the next 3 days there under observation, as my appendix had been perforated but did not appear to have really ruptured. I think it may have started to rupture right when they were running the CAT scan on me, as I recall the doc saying 'your appendix was huge'. Many thanks to all the nurses and other 'allied health professionals' at Memorial - you were pretty cool to me from what I see.
So, I'm home now recuperating, feeling good if a bit tired and, well, gassy. But, I am so very thankful it was caught in time. A lot of changes are happening in my life right now, and I DO NOT want my life to end anytime soon (are you listening, BRMc?).
I'll try to conjure up some mixture of thoughts to post tomorrow, just felt the need to say hello, and that I remain ... ALIVE!
Peace, Love, and Joy to ALL,
RtTBt
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I woke up this past Sunday with some serious abdominal pain and ended up spending the entire day in bed, feeling worse by the minute. Eventually, Mom and my Sister noticed that I was not coming out to have a beer or a ciggie --- at all! The horror of it - imagine! These two facts convinced them I needed to go to the ER.
Thank God they were able to convince me; I fought them on it at first. Sure enough, I had acute appendicitis and they scheduled me for surgery right away. Ended up spending the next 3 days there under observation, as my appendix had been perforated but did not appear to have really ruptured. I think it may have started to rupture right when they were running the CAT scan on me, as I recall the doc saying 'your appendix was huge'. Many thanks to all the nurses and other 'allied health professionals' at Memorial - you were pretty cool to me from what I see.
So, I'm home now recuperating, feeling good if a bit tired and, well, gassy. But, I am so very thankful it was caught in time. A lot of changes are happening in my life right now, and I DO NOT want my life to end anytime soon (are you listening, BRMc?).
I'll try to conjure up some mixture of thoughts to post tomorrow, just felt the need to say hello, and that I remain ... ALIVE!
Peace, Love, and Joy to ALL,
RtTBt
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And, here is a picture of Rasputin. Why? Who knows, who cares!
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Changing Channels
Good Evening, fellow humans...
Thoughts this evening are in the realm of alternate realities/dimensions. Changing channels, so to speak. What if we were to find that all the infinite possibilities in each of our unique lives did indeed 'play out' in an infinity of universes/realities? What if we were able to develop an awareness of this, and be able to take our 'master' perspective and literally change universes/lives/outcomes at will? To explore the ramifications of our various choices, to edit them and explore as we see fit; and to RECALL this experience - as we return to the - I don't know - the reality we are most comfortable with? The one we inhabit when we need a rest from all of the stimulation?
This thought-stream amazes me, I see huge potential here. This does DEMAND further exploration! Of course, Dean Koontz already explored this in his novel 'From the Corner of His Eye', and I'm sure many others have also. But, I still want to take this further, the journey awaits!
So, happy travels everyone! Sweet, or not, dreams...
Love, Peace, Joy 2 ALL!
RtTBt
Thoughts this evening are in the realm of alternate realities/dimensions. Changing channels, so to speak. What if we were to find that all the infinite possibilities in each of our unique lives did indeed 'play out' in an infinity of universes/realities? What if we were able to develop an awareness of this, and be able to take our 'master' perspective and literally change universes/lives/outcomes at will? To explore the ramifications of our various choices, to edit them and explore as we see fit; and to RECALL this experience - as we return to the - I don't know - the reality we are most comfortable with? The one we inhabit when we need a rest from all of the stimulation?
This thought-stream amazes me, I see huge potential here. This does DEMAND further exploration! Of course, Dean Koontz already explored this in his novel 'From the Corner of His Eye', and I'm sure many others have also. But, I still want to take this further, the journey awaits!
So, happy travels everyone! Sweet, or not, dreams...
Love, Peace, Joy 2 ALL!
RtTBt
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Back and Empty
Not really empty, but burned through the many thoughts I had today. I'll keep tapping away and see if I can recapture some of them. .....................
Hmmmmm, let us see. Sing a Song, there we go. I just finished helping my sister and her family move in to a very nice circa 1967 or 1968 ranch this past weekend. Very 'bewitched', modernist w/weird colonial details and some cool ironwork (many Savannah area homes, even the most standard contractor built crap, have cool iron work on them somewhere). Listened to the Carpenters album 'The Singles, 1969-1973' with my niece Abby today. She immediately recognized 'Sing a Song', as she had sung it in her chorus class a few years ago. "Sing, sing a song .... Don't worry about how good it is for any one else to hear, just sing, sing a song." You know the one, if you are of a certain age and not totally clueless and of course western! It was poignant, and odd. To be in a home so reminiscent of the era and singing the music of the time --- such an oddly hopeful time, despite the Vietnam War. A time when many people still believed a better future was possible, truly. So very different from now. I very much enjoyed sharing these good memories and feelings with my niece. She, and all children, deserve some positive energy directed their way. I had many more thought streams going, but the only place I'm 'going' now is to bed. Maybe I'll post more tomorrow. Maybe I won't.
Good Night All!
RtTBt
Hmmmmm, let us see. Sing a Song, there we go. I just finished helping my sister and her family move in to a very nice circa 1967 or 1968 ranch this past weekend. Very 'bewitched', modernist w/weird colonial details and some cool ironwork (many Savannah area homes, even the most standard contractor built crap, have cool iron work on them somewhere). Listened to the Carpenters album 'The Singles, 1969-1973' with my niece Abby today. She immediately recognized 'Sing a Song', as she had sung it in her chorus class a few years ago. "Sing, sing a song .... Don't worry about how good it is for any one else to hear, just sing, sing a song." You know the one, if you are of a certain age and not totally clueless and of course western! It was poignant, and odd. To be in a home so reminiscent of the era and singing the music of the time --- such an oddly hopeful time, despite the Vietnam War. A time when many people still believed a better future was possible, truly. So very different from now. I very much enjoyed sharing these good memories and feelings with my niece. She, and all children, deserve some positive energy directed their way. I had many more thought streams going, but the only place I'm 'going' now is to bed. Maybe I'll post more tomorrow. Maybe I won't.
Good Night All!
RtTBt
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