Thursday, August 10, 2006

SHAKEN

Henk
MSN
2:02
you blog is causing havoc on firefox browsers, that you tube video is doing it



David: MSN
MSN
2:06
you blog?
2:07
URL?



Henk
MSN
2:07
your blog



David: MSN
MSN
2:07
which one?



Henk
MSN
2:07
alwaysalreadyome



David: MSN
MSN
2:07
yes?
2:07
browswer(S)?



Henk
MSN
2:07
when I open it in firefox, the  browser is shaking



David: MSN
MSN
2:07
not on mine: but then I DO have MAC!
2:07






Henk
MSN
2:07
firefox



David: MSN
MSN
2:07
lol
2:07
wow



Henk
MSN
2:07
Internet explorer is fine



David: MSN
MSN
2:07
like Hawaiian Hoola dance
2:07


2:07..
?
2:07
strange



Henk
MSN
2:07
lol

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Ram Dass and Terence McKenna in a Cafe - Prague, 1992

Beloved you,
If ever a link "speaks for itself"....

;)


Here's where my GuruPurnima flowers are laid down this year (also).


Mmmmm.....


Saturday, May 27, 2006

...the heart..


...the heart..
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is

essential is invisible to the eye.



-Antoine de Saint-Exupery



Thursday, May 11, 2006

...to protect the innocent


...to protect the innocent
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Thursday, May 11, 2006



Beloved Cousin X

Hey there cousin - how are you?



Cuz’n David

hey



Beloved Cousin X

What are you up today (tonight?)



Cuz’n David

just took a break for web-development to respond to Alternet article

about rock band GodSmack's support of the military

in other words: the usual

you?

you dear??



Beloved Cousin X

flipping out -running around like mad

also - the usual



Cuz’n David

some fun associated with this all?



Beloved Cousin X

Of course!

I was just thinking about you as I attempt to answer an essay

question “What is an essential paradox that defines your life? “



Cuz’n David

wow …great question

i suppose YOUR cant answer: "1000 passions – 1 penis"?



Beloved Cousin X

Ha!!!!

I could translate that a bit...



Cuz’n David

*awaits her version of same*



Beloved Cousin X

1000 penises - too bad I'm married?



Cuz’n David

ROFL

Ah brilliant minds...



Are you are school/work?



Beloved Cousin X

I am at home right now, working on an application for the (please

don't kill me) Miami Ad school boot camp (to take place in Mpls this

summer)



Cuz’n David

got a lot of fun pix to share......will email ya



Beloved Cousin X

Yes - please do



Cuz’n David

"dont kill you"

what is that about??

that PR nightmare you keep considering professionally having?



Beloved Cousin X

I'm thinking about trying my hand at brand planning



Cuz’n David

BRAND THIS MOFO.....

*mooz his cuz!*



Beloved Cousin X

You!

are!

Too!

Funny!

I wish you were here to moon me!

Then you could help me answer another crazy question:



Cuz’n David

ps: http://www.alternet.org/wiretap/36118/



(last comment: yours T)

*winces and awaits her question*



Beloved Cousin X

Question: “If you had to explain to someone what ain increasing

divorce rate, cable television, the space shutttle challenger

disaster in the 1980's, the populatirty of south parkk and the rise

of IM all have in comon, what would you say? “



Cuz’n David

Answer: hitting of the transpersonal wall of cultural novelty as the

dynamic convergence/divergence tension of so-called "(post)modern"

life goes eschatologically asontotic



Sorry,....you HAD to ask?!

;))



Beloved Cousin X

Hold on... I need to look up 10 of those words in my dictionary.

Will return later...



Cuz’n David

riiiiight

(admits he had to google for 2 spellingz)



Beloved Cousin X

Actually I'm reading your response to the Godsmack article...



Cuz’n David

but really?



Beloved Cousin X

Oh shit...my ride is here... early... must put on bra before leaving

house...

later babe!

Beloved Cousin X disconnected



Cuz’n David

Well then, if only to amuse myself… another stable at your what? MMPI

question there?

... I feel that all of those speak in, one way or another, of the

phantasmagoric magnification of, and fall out from, the ego's endgame

as its number, being soon "up" as it were (er, will be), casts

shadows back in time from some place (not so far off) there at the

upcoming end of history.



Cuz’n David disconnected

Friday, May 05, 2006

Uffda


Uffda
Originally uploaded by Anantya.



Dear Grandma,



You stayed as long as you could.

You did more for free than most do for pay.

No stranger to loss and never spared the insults of time's passing

traditions and arriving contradictions,

you loved anyway,

and forgave anyway,

and served anyway.



No bit of terrible world news, neighborhood strife or family struggle

failed to touch your caring heart and frustrated sensibilities as you

marveled aloud in those exasperated, brave, longing-suffering and

treasured chuckling refrains:

- "what-in-the worrrrld ?!"

- "ohhhh golly"

- "my word!"

- "heavens to..."

and, on the lighter side, to help us chuckle too:

- "oh ishhh!"

- "well, for dumb!"

- "uffda nemmen!"



Gosh we miss ya gram.

Nothing's gotten easier since you left. Well, not much or for many.

- our president: "well, for dumb!"

- his war: "what-in-the WORRRrrld are we doing there?!"

- pollution and waste: "heavens, what ARE they THIKing?! Back when i

was a girl....."

- neighborhood/racial struggle: "ohhhh gosh, and they are such nice

people..."

- family stress: "Well my word,...why can't he/she/they just get

along...

...but, you taught us to never give up and that love, kindhearted

tollerance and hard work for worthy causes would help us find our way.



May your move beyond the trials of this confounding, precious,

precarious, promising life (you lived so well) find you now in a

state of deepest, deserved peace. And never seeming to mind yet one

more chore for any of us grandkids (..god, what we wouldn't give now

to do one for you), could I ask you to please put in a good word for

those of us still longing, praying and working hard to see this all

come out right down here?



...Uffda, do we need it!



Thanks gram,

"tates"

Speak!


colbert n bush.jpg
Originally uploaded by Anantya.





Bol! <"speak!">



Speak, your lips are free.

Speak, it is your own tongue.

Speak, it is your own body.

Speak, your life is still yours.

See how in the blacksmith's shop

The flame burns wild, the iron glows red;

The locks open their jaws,

And every chain begins to break.



Speak, this brief hour is long enough

Before the death of body and tongue:

Speak, 'cause the truth is not dead yet,

Speak, speak, whatever you must speak.



-Faiz Ahmed Fai (poet)

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

a while


a while
Originally uploaded by Anantya.





...I’d like to get away from earth awhile

And then come back to it and begin over.

May no fate willfully misunderstand me

And half grant what I wish and snatch me away

Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:

I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.



I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,

And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk

Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,

But dipped its top and set me down again.

That would be good both going and coming back.

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.



-Robert Frost (1874–1963).

Mountain Interval. 1920.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Blinded by d'light (Simeiz eclipse 29-3-06)


Blinded by d'light (Simeiz eclipse 29-3-06)
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Blinded by d'light (Simeiz eclipse 29-3-06)


Blinded by d'light (Simeiz eclipse 29-3-06)
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Blinded by d'light (Simeiz eclipse 29-3-06)


Blinded by d'light (Simeiz eclipse 29-3-06)
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

YOUR leader?


YOUR leader?
Originally uploaded by Anantya.



To Make Legal The Illegal



"The President determines, the President shall establish and

maintain, the President determines, the President shall, what the

President considers appropriate, the President shall determine…



…that the surveillance is necessary

shall update a list of groups and organizations

that are subject to electronic surveillance

that there is a reasonable likelihood that the group or organization

whether it intends to engage in an act of international terrorism

whether the Program remains necessary...



The President determines…

what…

the President considers appropriate."

Sunday, March 12, 2006

IMG_5256.jpg


IMG_5256.jpg
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Friday, March 03, 2006

Cosmic THEIF!


Cosmic THEIF!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Re: De Parade's King of Cool!


Re: De Parade's King of Cool!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.





Begin forwarded message:



From: David

Date: January 13, 2006 12:18:08 PM GMT+02:00

To: leon@mondoleone.nl

Subject: Warning: this letter contains WAY too much praise!!! :P



Leon-ANANDA!



Is "fan"mail fun or just scary?

...either way, blame your SELF not me. You are one major fucking

talent bro. And i feel blessed to have caught your act.



My name's david. I'm just mr. anyguywhocomestoyourshow to face the

horrible truth: not having learned to play that guitar i used to

hopefully drag along with me was a HUGE self-betrayal. There ought to

be some therapy group that meets like Thursday evenings from 8-9:30

to grieve NOT being YOU!



(laughing)



((trys to compose himself))



(((remembers Leon's act.... gives up control..... cheshire cat grin,

begins to RAVE again....)))



So man, i stare at this small promotional card that says "HIJ is

terug" and reflect:

- on how i would have NEVER torn a corner off to make that great

joint i smoked, at that magical carnival, if i had just known....

- what a great piece of memorabilia this image of a floating black

hat over a bald round head with the twisty thin mustache and the

goatee has become because....

- you made such magic with your combination of warm, humorous

investigative journalism

- you shot such smart documentary footage of such special people and

how....

- you made it all alive again for us in that crowded and expectant

little tent when...

- you added YOU LIVE to that mixed of images, film, light, sound,

stories.



Thank you thank you thank you!

I decided in that moment to never doubt anything was artistically

impossible.

i decided that art, music, film could save this crazy precious planet

and that because there were humans like you here, it was worth saving.

I decided that i was going to burn that fucking american passport and

beg for emergency dutch asylum.

I remembered i was also very stoned and that perhaps i'd better wait

till morning to make that last promise official (wink).



Please write me dear brother and tell me that you are well.

Tell me that life rewards those to risk as much as you to bring so

much light and joy in here for the rest of us to wonder at.



Whatever you wish for in this new year, may it blow even YOUR

creative shiny head just how true it all becomes.



Based on the kick in the (creative) ass that that special 30 min's

with you was for me at "Parade" (or what was that festival called in

Amsterdam park where i wandered into your world?!?!), I have started

to more energetically express my own dreams. I've started a new peace-

work organization called: EquiLife. When we have the $$$ I've got a

great idea to commission a musical/theatrical work from/by/with you.

Will share more when i can make this all more than just a dream, cool?



By the way: send a few promotional pic's of that magical face of

yours. i'd love to do some impromptu promoting of your work here in

eastern europe and at my blog, if i may/if it pleases. I've had great

luck as an occasional promoter for acts i fall in love with (friends

in LIVE to South Africa, Jason Webley over to Moscow a few times. You

MUST meet/hear Jason some time too.... he's from some part of the

same creative galaxy as you).



Anyway, I get back to Holland often and did decide to apply for

citizenship (no shit! :))....so, the next cup of coffee or glass of

wine is on ME!



Much love and do stay in touch!

David



PS: you DO read English, no? :-o

;))

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Suchness


DSC09370
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

When the fire of your most silent attention
makes alters of any old view

...then the thing you'd just finished beholding
bows you down to now pay its full due

Gate Gate ParaGate


DSC09399
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

A glacier rattles in the cupboard.

A desert sighs within the bed.

And the crack in the teacup opens

a door

to the land

of the dead.



(duuuuuude).

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Ah,....this US!


Ah,....this US!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Wanderers in touch...


IMGP7291.JPG
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

This big round world: slippery-wet, deep and green, high and mighty when not blistering bright and sandy brown... and full of great ways to flow, slash, surf, run, climb, wander, dive, leap, plumb and resurface.

With so much to get into, out of, around, on top of,.... warmed, chilled, challenged, blessed: its ALL here. So who in (from?) the hell finds the time to horde, push, clamor, trick, dupe, take, waste, fool, ruin, gorge or covet?

People finding enough time and attention to be all lost in stories of moments past, busy making and having problems rather than having the time of their lives are simply not getting OUT and INTO it enough....or being prevented by those that ought to be.

*makes note to himself, "Basic Human Right #7: some people need to GET OUT MORE or at least get out of the way!"



There. That's better.



PS: Little Prince says: Question EVERYthing/one/day...and keep wandering in wonder!

Monday, January 09, 2006

Happy Birthday Dakini Moya


Happy Birthday Dakini Moya
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

YOU!

Jai Jai Jai Ma Prem Dashananda...

Dashka moya,



In this moment, when i only want to be giving YOU the biggest,

BESTest gift of your life, deliver the most inspiring congratulations

to the brightest light in my personal sky, i find myself only able to

give myself. How could that possibly be enough?



That on THIS day of the world of friends and family lining up to say

thank you, to praise you, to honor you....so also MY day to show you

how grateful i am for your birth, for your appearance in my life, for

these precious 3+ years since Life brought us together, that on THIS

day you wake me up this morning with thank-you kisses?!



We are crazy in love, drowned in this Gift.

WHO to thank?

What birthed us for this, prepared us, purified enough of crazy

animal in each of us to let such celestial light glow from our merely

human hearts to one another?



So this is the magic of our love then (the obligation of our

gratitude): we just can't find enough ways to express our joy to each

other, our thanks, our excitement, our curiosity, our inspiration at

the wonder, the beauty, the gift that the other is. What Grace. What

Mystery. What FUN!



Beloved, this day is MY birthday too. Some part of me was dying with

waiting, waiting for you to hurry up and GROW up (giggle)....waiting

for you to get ready for me (or at least get old enough so that

neither Russian law, your protective father or crazy old girl/

boyfriends could get in our way ;) ), ready for us ready for

this..... Love.



Dearest one, i wish you only ever more Light and Peace and higher and

Higher realization of your own very nature.



May you, born so bright...so already full of goodness, faith and

happiness, be full of humor and deepest trust as you go forth and

share all that you are and the One you Love (Who is NOT "other") with

all others.



As the first willing, grateful victim of your relentlessly and

irresistibly transformative kindness, smile and expectation, now at

your feet, I invite all others to this feast of friendship.



I pledge my every breath, my very heartbeat in service to your joy,

ease, health and and and.....

....use me up, take it all, burn it through and through so that this

fire that is our human love leaves nothing but giggling dancing

footprints on the cosmic sands of this time, nothing but sacred ash,

just a ****POOF*** of billowy purple smoke and the twinkle of a new

light at the dawn in the east of all human longing,....



....a Transcendental Brilliant human Star has come of age.

(and god, is she cute!)



Always and Forever....

-me

Saturday, January 07, 2006

Nay-sayers be....


equiideas-dm-topia
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

....danged! (lighter than "damned" but let's me fume a bit ;) )

What's wrong with a world where cynicism is misconstrued to be any kind of sophisticated, or worse yet "educated", response to the challenges we face here at the dawn of the 21st century?


"Funny" (read TRAGIC) part is how even the darkest detractors of us "tree-hugging-hippiedom-idealists" types, the defenders of movement towards effective peace-now initiatives, ALL want/need the earth and all others to function with greatest, effectiveness, loyalty and devotion to feed, fun and fuel their silly pseudo-rebellious rap.

Need we (silly granola dreamers) be the ones to have to remind them how dependent they are on the thriving of this precious biosphere for even the very breath they borrow with which to blow their cocky, righteous, unthankful empty and uncreative adolescent horns?

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Porcupine Tree: da kine!


Porcupine Tree: da kine!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

If the sounds we're

Ek kan e bikki Afrikaans prat, ooe!


Ek kan e bikki Afrikaans prat, ooe!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

The Felt Presence of Immediate Experience.


The Felt Presence of Immediate Experience.
Originally uploaded by Anantya.





Earth-Life Report: wednesday 0:22, november 2nd.



Mind:

It a closed or open spiral, this highest vision of eternal life?

A closed spiral would be as experientially eternal as say an

infinitely rising orbit.

As what, around what??

....or what onto what??

Transcend AND include.....transcend and include....transcend and

inclu.........

Around, around and on and on and ...... ON? (or Back Around)?



Heart:

Ah, such a gift to be possessed by the passionate, loving, wondering,

awe of mere being.

Is the samadhi of gratitude's purple bliss an im- or ex-plosion for

you? You know, the way that feeling so filled with gratefulness for

being overwhelmed by gratatude just seems to be bliss setting its own

fire aflame.



Body:

Chai or beer?...Chai or beer??....Chai or beer?....



(%=>P

Friday, October 28, 2005

Walk it!


Walk it!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.



All know the way;
few actually walk it.

Mr, Bodhi Dharma
Equitable Exchange, lifetime member

Saturday, October 15, 2005

WORD.


WORD.
Originally uploaded by Anantya.



I have sworn upon the altar of God eternal
hostility against every form of tyranny over
the mind of man.




—Thomas Jefferson

The Man(u)


The Man(u)
Originally uploaded by Anantya.




Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts.

...and we are never, ever the same.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Steal this tune!


Steal this tune!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

From http://www.alwaysontherun.net/thievery.htm:



Miss Liberty turn inna Jezzabelle

All de dreams you go sell, de whole dem turn inna hell

Her bed of roses are filled with thorns

Her righteous robes are tattered and torn



If she had only stood for love

That would have been enough

She wouldn’t have to hide her shame

If she had only stood for love

That would have been enough

But now she’s burnt us all with her flames



Amerimacka

Oh what a beautiful life

Amerimacka

Is like licking honey off a knife



Amerimacka

Oh what a beautiful sight

Amerimacka

Oh what a beautiful life



The land of the free built on slavery

Our consciousness in captivity

The promise land is the liar’s den

Your culture of greed has got to end



Now we’re laying in the mud

Looking up above

Tear water just ah drop from the sky

They try to keep us in the mud

Separating us from love

But me nah go let dem conquer de I



Amerimacka

Oh what a beautiful life

Amerimacka

Is like licking honey off a knife



Amerimacka

Oh what a beautiful sight

Amerimacka

Oh what a beautiful life

Friday, October 07, 2005

Fucking Idiot!


Fucking Idiot!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.





Shame on you.

That's it, you "christian" cad, hang that empty, guilty head of yours.

...you little confused boy in a man's body...

...your undersized mind in an oversized job...

...you stunted cold heart in a massive precious world...

Shame on you.



Shame on us.

Tonight i watch this KGB thug, live on moscow TV, put you to shame

Like you and your neo-con cadre he's a power greedy pig but...

he doesn't pretend to give a damn about his poor

he doesn't giggle or stammer when talking about his wars

he doesn't have script writers to pen and polish his lies

Tonight i watched you on CNN

...left in the dust by a smarter tyrant.

Shame on us!



Time's up.

People of Russia... People of America... People of the world....

WHEN will we be done with these ridiculous bullies?

When will we grow-up and obviate such insulting stooges?

We deserve such grotesque monsters

They are our punishment

...for not being conscious enough

...for not being responsible enough

...for being so lazy

...for being so selfish

Ask the poor...

Ask the planet...

Ask the gental...

Ask yourSELF if you don't agree that...

TIME IS UP!

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Awash in your Light


Oh Lovers...
Originally uploaded by Anantya.



O lovers, lovers it is time
to set out from the world.
I hear a drum in my soul's ear
coming from the depths of the stars.

Our camel driver is at work;
the caravan is being readied.
He asks that we forgive him
for the disturbance he has caused us,
He asks why we travelers are asleep.

Everywhere the murmur of departure;
the stars, like candles
thrust at us from behind blue veils,
and as if to make the invisible plain,
a wondrous people have come forth.




* The Divani Shamsi Tabriz, XXXVI

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Tough-Luv


Tough-Luv
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

A young person in my life is going through changes, and some tough

times. And it's got me thinking...



I have this very special nephew who i love very much. He's now 14-15 or

so and really "testing" both his freedoms and limits as well as the

patience of those who love him so dearly and serve him daily.



He's at that crazy age where the exploration of his possibilities and

the testing his freedoms (the range elasticity of his relations and

rules) is now his driving fascination. This is that critical period in

a boy's (and girl's) development where the boundaries between healthy

curiosity (necessary experimentation) and dangerous fascination lie in

beguilingly close proximity.



How to support a young person at this stage in making the right choices

when the process of developing discrimination itself is almost always

one of surviving and then learning from mistakes? How to balance the

giving of enough room for a youngster to move, experience and reveal

their unique tendencies (strengths/weaknesses, attractions/aversions,

sensibilities/liabilities, etc.) without failing to, creatively and

clearly, surround their widening sphere of new freedoms with effective

limits?



So yes, as i was saying, I have this very special nephew who, while not

being my kid to actively co-parent, I love so much and want to wholly

positively influence to come through his adolescence empowered, not

burdened by reactivity and patterns of unhealthy rebelliousness (from

having concluded/constructed a personal survival strategy of mistrust

and unhealthy secrecy, self/other-destructivness, addictive and/or

antisocial behavior etc.).



How did we all make peace with the temptations or trappings of "sex,

drugs and rock-n-roll" ourselves. What is your "would've, could've,

should've" personal history about all that. Were you over-disciplined

or under by your parents and schools, culture and laws?



Any/all personal politics and "religious" morality aside, we all know

there are most serious physiological, psychological and emotional

developmental implications of all our kid's most basic choices/actions:

the company they keep and personas they try-on/test therein , the diet

they consume and any inebriates they may experiment with, the

sensitivity/skillfulness of their teachers and learning environment,

the cultural and (in the "west" therefore inherently) commercial

messages they are boraged by and submit to or resist, etc. When and

with whom an adolescent first experiences/explores their sexuality,

their states of mind/consciousness, their sense of

art/performance/creative expression, their spirituality, their polity,

their social/relations constructions, etc. is often a very strong

determiner of subsequent conclusions about reality (...self, other,

life) and therefore also, until later personal reflection (either of

their own free will or forced upon them, usually by some dysfunction,

negative symptom or breakdown) major factors aiming at least the

initial trajectory of their impending adulthood.



As we all know, the new saying is that "it takes a village to raise a

child". But what to do when "the village" is itself so confused and

lacking in concrete and conclusive evidence to justify its rules, a

healthy world that would give its/any demands and limit setting real

foundation and justification? Indulge the rebellious adolescent mind

for a moment and entertain:

Rule Test #1: "Don't have sex until....

-a) ...you are married." (Marriage: an "institution" or

cultural/religious convention so fraught with failure, dysfunction and

violence as to call into question the intentions of its advocates),

or....

-b) ...until you leave this (the family's) house." (which is to

communicate nothing more than the blatant or de-facto communication 'if

you are not going to duplicate/imatate/submit to and confirm MY

conclusions about how to manage/limit/control human sexuality,

pair-bonding, etc. then you will have to go away and/or do that in

secret." or the like).

-c) ...until you are (usually in conjunction with "b" above if not

honoring "a") in a committed relationship." (as if all such

Judeo-Christian based moralizing even showed up in any statistically

rigorous mental/emotional/psychological health research (or even

layman's observations) as proving its a requisite guideline.

Rule Test #2: "No taking of "drugs"...

-a) ...in this house." ( or in other words "i would rather have you go

to potentially dangerous places with potentially dangerous people to

ingest potentially dangerous/unknown substances....etc., than to do any

such thing here"), or...

-b) ....at your age" ( or the risking that the youth will see what may

appear to them as merely another typical and lazy adult

double-standard), or...

-c) ...as we define them". ( the irony is that statistically speaking

both the one speaking and the adolescent listening/weighing his/her

options are currently under the influence of some of the statistically

most deleterious substances so commonly available: refined white

sugars, nicotine, alcohol, caffine and any number of complicated new

and highly experimental popular pharmaceutical psychotropics like

antidepressants, anti-anxiety or anti-ADHD meds. Furthermore, into that

already deeply chemically compromised (and therefore of dubious

integrity) conversation (usually read "shouting match") add the more

deeper "political"/ or human rights irony that if the "drug" in

question happens to be a naturally growing plant of the Cannabis Sativa

family, the guardian presuming to lecture of its evils and prevent its

accessibility themselves now stand against decades or overwhelming

scientific evidence as to its non-toxicity and entire nations of

conservative legislation which are enjoying a humbling list of positive

feedback from its de-criminalization.).



What is a loving parent, guardian, relative, family friend,

teacher.....etc. to do?



Clearly so little is clear. And, therefore, open and deeply caring

sharings, research and mutual self-inspection are required.



The basis for any rules found necessary at this stage of raising the

adolescent must be fully available for mutual inspection as to the

rule's depth of reason as well as intuition, tradition as well as

legality, chemistry as well as cultural, personal as well as collective

moorings. If the young adult is not to be rebellious isn't the adult,

not wanting to merely play petty dictator (with all that is rightfully

insulting to developing intelligence and justifiable insighting of

further rebellion about that), also accountable to be completely

transparent in revealing their drives, reasoning, including even

misgivings and conditions justifying re-consideration?



Its easier to just make rules, or at least at first it may seem.



The lazy close their minds, end the conversation, risk making

uninformed, idealistic, reactive or merely fear-based rules and thereby

guarantee at best only postponement, if that, of these same issues to

the next generation and at worst incite division, suspicion, separation

and the failure of the kind of spirit of mutual respect and honoring of

difference that only rigorous and deeply empathetic intelligent loving

progressive consideration/investigation/conversation can engender.



But are the unconscious friends, or worse yet these preditor-dealers,

any better? Is there any proof that their noxious pandering, and

peer-pressure pushing (if not more innocent grass then more deadly

bath-tub poisons) is not 100x worse than merely over-protective

parenting? How to cultivate and maintain the kind of intimacy and

respect that would have our kids turning to us rather than to strangers

of dubious intent when making such important (and inevitable)

decisions?



When my nephew, in some attempt to bond with me his "cool" uncle,

started to talk about Marijuana I chose to tell him that while i

thought that its use could be of value to some people consumed

infrequently in a manner respectful of its effect and influence, my

sense was that it was not something that people in his age group should

be yet experimenting with. He asked why and a rich and valuable

discussion followed in which i felt i had effectively made a case for

abstinence based on age/maturity. Do i believe that such a conversation

is conclusive or could really form the basis for a decision on his part

not to experiment with, in the case of this discussion, grass? No. If i

were his legal guardian i would be drawing him into a much deeper

consideration, enrolling him into the limit-setting process and set of

conclusions i would work to reach together. And I feel relatively sure

that both his mother and his grandparents, his primary parentors/role

models, will do their best in that direction.



I have this nephew i love and wish i could spare him, as well as all

those around him, the chaos of his developmental years and the

necessary mistakes and wrong turns he will most likely have to take.

His own maturity, merely developing as it now is, will surly itself be

a pivotal factor in how much freedom he deserves to be entrusted with.

Yet another one of youth's frustrating/bewildering Catch-22's.



I have this nephew I love, we all love. May he make it through without

too much trouble, danger or over-stressing those that live for his

health, happiness and success.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Angkor('s) Away


Angkor('s) Away
Originally uploaded by Anantya.



We wandered the ancient ruins of Suryavarman II's temple matrix in
absolute wonder.


Thrilling to amble along its crumbling byzantine pathways, through the
hidden moldering galleries which encircle its five central towering
shrines.

The sturdy yawn and long patient stretch of nature's inevitable
upending of even our greatest architectural impositions has deeply
fractured, or irreparably penetrated and ensconced, every camber,
column and veranda in its leafy serpentine embrace.


Like a some 1000 acre effigy (an improbably lude elemental slow-dance;
20 meter jungle Banyans writhing upon and lifting 20 ton sandstone
walls), this celebration of impermanence teases as easily at all our
expectations of time and place as it does the incense laden splahes and shards of
bending and broken light. A shy jungle sunset meandering along side us; amber-brown here then as suddenly breaking through safron-honey-pink there.

This timeless place of incomparable artistic devotion, every surface
dripping with chiseled cosmic filigree, telling 10,000 stories yet
somehow, like a veiled dancer trailing her amber promises but always
disappearing just out of sight around every next bend, keeps all her secrets hers.

Now a steep stairway calls us to climb up to its shady terrace where a time-scorched Shiva Lingam shrine odalisques in decadent repose. Midway mounting that steep rise dividing the stairway now in two we encounter a massive orimental wall. In the center of this towering slab, this sculpted story of worship, was a moment of such subtle revelation for me.

Time and the elements had seen fit to leave for us, in clearest relief
there at the center of our gaze as we ascended, the hands of two
lovers. Her head tossed back in ecstatic delight as she places into the
palm of her beloved a......a, a, ........(what was it?, a piece offruit, a flower bud, a, a, ....SOMEthing or nothing if not agift).......insipiring his upturned gaze, fueling his devotion and gratitude.

Heart swells as tears well and bliss descends.

There it is: us, people, mankind, loving each other in poetic delicacy
around 1000 years ago. The "gift" ...whatever. The "other" ...whoever.
This play, this pull....timeless and relentless. Even still. And in
that moment, and in their passing, and the generosity of the artist that
enshrined such intimacy for us, and we so privileged to be
wandering and wondering herenow.....all of us and even everything in cosmic
nature at once captured, embraced, upended, evolving and trying always
to dare to love here, in the crazy epic swirl of it all.



We wandered the ancient ruins of the citizens Angkor and were, forever, changed.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Please?


Please?
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

PLEASE!

L'Dog!


L'Dog!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

What is Lotus Dog?



Lotus Dog is a rock-tronic music project led by brother and sister

song-writing team TSO and Jolie. Closer to a community than a band,

Lotus Dog's debut release features more than two dozen guest musicians

and contributors, from Afghan tabla player / vocalist Tameem to Oakland

rappers The Conscious Daughters.



Combined with Jolie’s heart-felt vocals and TSO’s avant garde

production style, this rich assortment of musical elements results in

an unusual blend of rock, electronic, and hip-hop flavors. Lotus Dog

defies convention with hip-rock-tronic music that tells their story

with few rules, and few boundaries. Guitars, drums, electronic loops

and effects, and a myriad of exotic and orchestral instruments are

utilized - varying in mood from aggressive and driving to melancholy

and atmospheric.



But it’s the lyrics that most define the intent of Lotus Dog. “Each

song is a prayer,” says lead singer/songwriter Jolie. “We wanted to

look as deeply and earnestly as possible at the human experience

including our relationship to Creation itself.” Not inspirational or

spiritual music per se, Lotus Dog is more an experiment in the

reflection, integration, and transcendence of spiritual views.



Another important, if somewhat audacious goal of the Lotus Dog project

is to convey a depth of philosophical significance without compromising

quality and style. In other words, we want to create music that is both

deeply meaningful and fun at the same time. Music that takes

responsibility for contributing something of value to human

consciousness, without being self-righteous. The lotus symbolizes the

innate desire for wisdom and wholeness, while the dog symbolizes

playfulness, mischief, and unconditional love.



Taken as a whole, much of today's media is a chaos of fragmented

motives, beliefs, sensationalism, and cynicism, which seems only to

aggravate the compounding crises we face as a planetary civilization.

Given this dilemma, the age-old capacity of art to unify human beings

on a heart and soul level - above ideology and dogma - becomes vital.

Only attempts to contextualize the noise, rather than overpower it, can

ultimately spur the predominance of our better nature. This attempt is

the essence of Lotus Dog.



Thank you for listening!

Sunday, September 04, 2005

desiHER


desiHER
Originally uploaded by Anantya.


T-8 Days....and counting!



They say how life appears to you is a function of what you are really

focused upon or called by.



Sifting through recent random photos to inspire my every next rant

here, i came across this one from a walk Dasha and I took with friends

through a magical Warsaw arboretum/statue garden.



It would not be fair to say that, when i not separated from my beloved

for so long, the Shakti is so possessive of my attention, but this

rather protracted period of (de-facto) Brahmacharya practice in her

absence has me now feeling Her everywhere!



Counting down...

- to tearing off these orange robes,

- trading them in for the human-silk of her fragrant embrace,

- dropping the cool control (& cold showers) of pranayama's conductivity

- for the fecund peach-purple cloak, the floral leafy glen,

...of my Cinnamon Girl's return



......10, 9, EIGHT, 7, 6.....



*sigh*

Friday, September 02, 2005

DarknesLIGHT


DarknesLIGHT
Originally uploaded by Anantya.


Heartlighting moon
calls


fluttering darkness
turns


dancing difference
melts


nightlinging maya
unmasks


darknessing brightness
comes


(...home).

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Mythos Radiatus


Mythos Radiatus
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Behold, I stand at the door, and knock:

and if any... hear my voice,

and will open the door,

I will come in to him,

and will sup with him,

and he with me.

-Revelations the 3rd chapter and the 20th verse...



***

********* *

***

I have lived on the lip

of insanity, wanting to know reasons,

knocking on a door. It opens.

I've been knocking from the inside!

-Rumi



***

******* *

***



"Knock three times

...on the ceiling if you want me!"

-Tony Orlando & Dawn

Saturday, August 27, 2005

ONEder


ONEder
Originally uploaded by Anantya.





"There's no-one else"
she said it seems
or so i thought
she led my dreams
....moving now before me



"...not even me."
she laughed in jest
or so i felt
she halved my breast
...arrising now within me



"Else?"
I asked not knowing why
and so she grew
my gasp her cry
...to feel her thrill now as me



"N'else!"
she quipped now coming home
and so i knelt
bowing low to own
"...how no-one ever was me!"



"None is One"
meshewe sighed
"and so we're born
though never died"
...her poem's so undone me.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

(on the count of three) Fear No More!


(on the count of three) Fear No More!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

"Where/whenever the 'other' appears, fear arises."



Illusions of separation, separateness, difference, "otherness" are

making a tragedy of this magical life.

Let's declare it over.

Done.

...call it a draw, a tie, "even-steven"....whatever.

Hell, claim your "side" won for all i care.



We all,.....ALL need to disarm.

Inside. Outside.

Take the rest of eternity off.

Just tack up a note on the old rusted door to the failure that has been

most of human history.

...a note like "world-wide illusion of critical

human/gender/cultural/religious/ideological differences (and related

projections, defenses and fighting, etc) cancelled due to bad weather"

(or "....cancelled due to no justification for same!" or "...cancelled

due to lack of interest." or..."....cancelled cause we noticed that

even frogs were having more fun." or etc.)

What else?!



"But who first?" they ask.

"You!" Life answers,

...and in a flash and flush of warm descending bliss

a trans-dimensional collage of saints and sages of all ages

overwhelming your head, flooding your heart

...reminding you that yours would certainly NOT be the first gun laid

down, first heart reopened, first Self RE-cognized



How long will you/we wait?

....must it get so much worse before it gets better?

for you? for us all??



Wouldn't you enjoy writing this chapter of your life story penning

yours the hero's way?

...the chapter in which you took your stand in the genius

and transformational amnesty

of a new kind of brave peace and liberating surrender?!



The kindest among us now

and all those who've awakened before us

have already braved this inevitable surrender

...of egoic identity, motivation and destiny



Their sacrifice (only of illusion)

Their loss (only of separation)

...but their victory (of Self over selves) is our

proof

inspiration

call

demand

...saying "do it!" "....wake up now!"



They stand there (HERE) in the Heart of hearts

always calling us up and out

always inspiring us down and in

...into the loving light

and fearless forever

of eternal day



So let's FEAR LESS

and let's LOVE MORE

Let's dare this ecstasy

...even if only a bit more each day

...and even/especially now



...and Now



....and NOW!

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

The Martians are coming...!


The Martians are coming...!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

>>

>>

>>

>> The Red Planet is about to be spectacular!

>>

>>

>> This month and next, Earth is catching up with Mars in an encounter

>> that

>> will culminate in the closest approach between the two planets in

>> recorded history. The next time Mars may come this close is

>> in 2287. Due to the way Jupiter's gravity tugs on

>> Mars and perturbs its orbit, astronomers can only be

>> certain that Mars has not come this close to Earth

>> in the Last 5,000 years, but it may be as long as

>> 60,000 years before it happens again.

>>

>> The encounter will culminate on August 27th when

>> Mars comes to within 34,649,589 miles of Earth and

>> will be (next to the moon) the brightest object in

>> the night sky. It will attain a magnitude of -2.9

>> and will appear 25.11 arc seconds wide. At a modest

>> 75-power magnification

>>

>>

>>

"Destiny"


"Destiny"
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

I lie awake

I've gone to ground

I'm watching porn

In my hotel dressing gown

Now I dream of you

But I still believe

There's only enough for one in this

Lonely hotel suite



The journey's long

And it feels so bad

I'm thinking back to the last day we had.

Old moon fades into the new

Soon I know I'll be back with you

I'm nearly with you

I'm nearly with you



When I'm weak I draw strength from you

And when you're lost I know how to change your mood

And when I'm down you breathe life over me

Even though we're miles apart we are each other's destiny



On a clear day

I'll fly home to you

I'm bending time getting back to you

Old moon fades into the new

Soon I know I'll be back with you

I'm nearly with you

I'm nearly with you



When I'm weak I draw strength from you

And when you're lost I know how to change your mood

And when I'm down you breathe life over me

Even though we're miles apart we are each other's destiny



When I'm weak I draw strength from you

And when you're lost I know how to change your mood

And when I'm down you breathe life over me

Even though we're miles apart we are each other's destiny



I'll fly, I'll fly home

I'll fly home and I'll fly home



-Zero 7

happy (and Free)


IMGP7291.JPG
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

"He who would travel happily must travel light."

- Antoine de St. Exupery





"He who would travel Free must become Light."

- A Wayward Saint

DanceJam 2005!


NorCalFlyer.jpg
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

We, the people of planet Earth,

In recognition of the interconnectedness of all life

And the importance of the balance of nature,

Hereby acknowledge our interdependence

And affirm our dedication

To life-serving environmental stewardship,

The fulfilment of universal human needs worldwide,

Economic and social well-being,

And a culture of peace and nonviolence,

To insure a sustainable and harmonious world

For present and future generations.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Steal This Blog!


Steal This Blog!
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

"If we had done as the kings told us five hundred years ago, we

should all have been slaves. If we had done as the priest told

us, we should all have been idiots. If we had done as the doctors

told us, we should all have been dead. We have been saved

by disobedience. We have been saved by the splendid thing

called independence, and I want to see more of it. I want to

see children raised so that they will have it."



-Robert Ingersoll

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Look Out!


DSC09480.jpg
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

9448031 (LOVE)

...disconnected10:12

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Equitable Exchange Welcomes YOU!


earth 1
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Just a begining but were already so proud!


Check it out and join along!
http://www.equitablexchange.org/


:))

Saturday, June 04, 2005

All work and no play makes....


DSC09299
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

"The philosophers have only interpreted the world in various ways; the point, however, is to change it."
-Karl Marx

*** *** *** *** ***

Allow me to set the scene...
Don't know how well this photo blogs, but it was a fantastic bit of bronze work: a laborer set upon his shovel with the most curious expression of enlightened resignation. And to display our beleaguered yet oddly hopeful laborer the artist (obviously some sort of Marxist/Buddhist) had foregone the standard gallery display pedestal opting rather to prop-up this wry, accusing, smirking curmudgeon in the corner of an old handmade wheelbarrow, half full of rich black soil... and all this in some old abandoned brick factory 60k's into an old Polish forest outside of Warsaw.

But, and this is more to the point I guess, this moment of really great (ok, yes, "folk") art just toppled into my heart, climbed up into my head and really started stirring up some kind of righteous proletariat shit-storm ...



(to be continued...)

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Mystery School Musings...


DSC09260
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

We are all some kind of ephemeral organic artifice, veils of sorts set dancing upon the timelessly free trade-winds of cosmic being.

Rag-tag band of wayward saints and sinners all, we map our journey, chart our evolution by the the only celestial tomb free enough to fly upon: the way of the white clouds.

May this little nothing of a note find you (yes, YOU!) helplessly in love with the vibration of your own unique free-fall into ever brighter bliss.

Form whom the bell tolls....


fetalcosmos
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

I've been doing a lot of pondering about the mystery of time (and Time) lately and this bit of reading really brought me to the edge of my seat....

"The angel of the Apocalypse doesn't say: 'there is no more time' but ' there is no time to loose'. Throughout my life I've always felt as though time were being eaten away on the inside, as though it were on the point of using up all its possibilities, as though it lacked duration. And this lack on its part has always filled me with both satisfaction and terror."

It is by a French thinking named 'Ciorian' from some publication of his notebooks. Got to track down more of this cat.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Sri Sinbadananda


emm
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

May the guru's gracious glance ever dwell upon me.

It creates all worlds, and yields all nourishment.

It bestows the viewpoint of all holy scriptures.

It regards wealth as useless, and removes faults.

Always focused on the Ultimate, It is sovereign over all universal qualities.

This glance confers the path of liberation.

It is the central pillar supporting the stage of this world.

It showers the nectar of compassion,and reveals all principles of creation.

It is the creator of time; pure existence, consciousness and bliss.



—THE GURU GITA

OUR KINDa BUDdha!


Image 008
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Come, come, whoever you are!

Wanderers, worshippers, lovers of leaving,...
It does not matter!

For ours is not a caravan of despair. Even if you have broken your vows a thousand times,...

Come, come, yet again, come!

No Rest for the Weirdy


smallpope
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

"The pope's funeral continues. They keep coming up with these new facts all the time. I was watching it today, and they said that the Vatican, just today, released the pope's will to the public. I didn't know that he had a will. The surprising thing is, he left everything to the Church of Scientology."

--Conan O'Brien

The Vision Splendid


964587
Originally uploaded by Anantya.

Either everything is profound or nothing at is at all.

Too simple?
...not to one who sees the wonder of God's artful handiwork (and/or sense of humor?!) in even every slice of toast!



;))