Don't Care

Posted on Apr 1st, 2007 by T

Did you ever like the old adage 'we'll all be dead in 50 years'? I always got a helpful little nudge from the phrase, although 50 years is a bit of a stretch at this juncture!

And yes, most all of you reading these words will in fact be dead in 50 years, if not, and probably, sooner.

This is good news.

The reason that this is good news lays clearly in the lay of the land. The land lays, but nothing stays. Even the Land, even the Sun, even the Gods and Goddesses must die.

So that the Land the Sun and Gods and Goddesses might live, at all.

So we have a Confidence Game here, a Set Up of set ups. A game that you are bound to lose……….

How do you keep from losing?

Simple. Don't Care.

Not caring, instead of making you a monster, will make you a Saint. Given a few lifetimes of real commitment.

Because 'caring' is based in wanting something, having an agenda of some sort. Any sort. This is the engine of aggression in this world. Things are not fine as they are, In My opinion…;.;.. Others, as ever, will disagree in some way at some point and then…………..

………well, you know. A World Jerusalem of 'Sacred Sites' bristling with shoulder fired rocket launchers and AK 47s……….…..

But we can't help but to care! It's wired into us like white rice in an California Roll.

Not a problem. Simply learn to not care if you care or not. Not Caring doesn't mean 'not giving a shit'………………..that's just another form of caring becoming aggression………….

………..Compassion is our true nature. All we have to do is relax deeply- which takes some work and training, sadly- to touch our true divinity, where not to care is to be All Caring, just naturally, organically…………………

What a relief……don't care.

Let caring happen all by itself.

Moto above is maybe a creature that's been dead for 50 million years or maybe still roams the Loch on this very Lord's Day and Oh My a chicken dinner sure sounds good.

Goddesses of Tennessee

Been traveling a bit, out over the mighty Smokeys to a town called Knoxville, Tennessee. I've had dealings in recent times with the good folks of Tennessee and have warmed to a genuine attachment to the place. Or is it a state of Mind? A lot of songwriters living in Tennessee………is it mere coincidence that the word Tennessee rolls off the tounge like good whiskey? I think not.

I dove Goto, my favorite car in the world, out there yesterday at five. We went on at like midnight, and there were a gazillion acts, mostly young local women in their early to mid twenties- a lot of them in a sort of quiet pagan resurgence, a soothing rebellion. . Belly dancing, in it's often middle class unintended way, like horse back riding is a quick ticket to the instinctual, ah, belly center. Just where more of us could use some focus. Pulls you into feeling, out of the hegemony of the Head.

The place, called the Grotto and it was very cave like and mysterious; it was packed.

And we rocked. I'm new to middle eastern music, I just jumped in the deep end and swam for it and got swallowed by thankful whales enough salty times to make it a memorable night out at sea in Tennessee.

Then a hard night on a cold floor- but this place was a self-secret shrine to the Goddess, an artesian bounty channeling through banks both riverly and mundane. I felt a good strong energy there in Knoxville, and am glad as an Eyes in the Pine special report it can be stated plainly that the Goddess is well in Tennessee, parts anyway, and she is not plain, oh no, in any of her guises that walk among, and as, us right here on the earth.

This was the shrine in the Gypsy Hands building, slanted floors and the whole thing shaped like a hand that longs to hold.

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Handbook to Happiness

I used to live up in Madison, Wisconsin. It was so cold! Before I left Virginia I couldn't imagine how anyone could live up there. Then I lived there and it was so cold I couldn't imagine how anyone could live up there.

I got kicked out of school (why I ventured North at all). Living as a punk/hippie hybrid, I favored a walk way out on the frozen Lake Mendota, way way out crunch crunch crunch crunch until Madison was just a dream, a mirage in the Northern dusk. The lake ice would groan and crack, ping and sing.

I was plenty awake, then.

Once I trudged a down-laden trail into a hard steady gale, at night, away and out.

It was very, very cold. But I was longing, and numb to cold that night. I wanted to find something, I wanted to leave this world and find another that I could feel but not find. The beer can froze to my hand. I kept walking.

I found nothing- just dark, and wind, and ice, and the cold. But it was enough, and the sheer elemental force of that lake world and Winter Ice-burned the city-sleep away and I stood reborn…………….

…………………and turned around, now with that wind pacing at my back. After an hour of frozen tears. I started to run towards the warming city glow, and realized that the surface of the lake was wind blown such as lakes will be, and there was a pattern- 20-40 feet of smooth black ice, then a couple feet of snow drift, crusty and low. I could get a few steps of purchase on the snow, and Wheeeeeeeeeeee a 20 foot glide, two quick steps on the next snow patch and Wheeeeeeeeeeeee, a thirty foot glide, on an on, all the way back to town.

With a 30 mile an hour gale at my back.

Yeah, it was fun. Back then I had this book by Ken Keyes, “Handbook to Happiness” with gems like

“You add as much suffering to the world in taking offense as giving it”.

Stuff like that, good stuff and I loved that book.

So, when I saw these Ten Steps to Happiness yesterday (thanks Kate) I remembered that book and the Lake and the ice all as a piece of everything this morning, so here they are. And I have to say is memorize these suckers or stick 'em on the fridge or freeze each one in a separate cube in the ice tray.

Then pray for hot weather. They do promise relief! Here they are! All bone-fide and boiled down to basics!


The 10 steps to happiness

Plant something and nurture it
Count your blessings - at least five - at the end of each day
Take time to talk - have an hour-long conversation with a loved one each week
Phone a friend whom you have not spoken to for a while and arrange to meet up
Give yourself a treat every day and take the time to really enjoy it
Have a good laugh at least once a day
Get physical - exercise for half an hour three times a week
Smile at and/or say hello to a stranger at least once each day
Cut your TV viewing by half
Spread some kindness - do a good turn for someone every day


Above is a moto, “Undersea” I warmed up a bit to melt any ice! Spring is starting to vibe it up out there!

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Golden Age Pt.2.........Bu-Bump

Posted on Feb 22nd, 2007 by T

Last night I went down town to check out a new spiritual group- Asheville has so many of them you can't throw a random rock without nailing some kind of saddhu, wannnabe or otherwise.

And I'd hate to hit a real one. Even a fake one. Well, a fake one might be fun if it was a real small rock and it didn't hurt but it made him all pissed off………..

Anyway, I go to this heart-practice group. Real crowded in there, and I got there late, had to sit right next to the teacher in a high chair which made me feel childlike, awkward, and secretly pleased.

Go ahead and analyze that one but meantime he had us simply put a finger on our heart and relax. Then smiling down into the heart whatever-that-means-to-you. And how all those practices, fancy and however profound, tend to mediate this connection.

So, let's cut out the middle-man and go right Home.

That's their theory.

Well, let me just say this: I believe them. That the heart is the energetic center like the Sun and you don't have to do a goddamn thing to enjoy and be healed by it………in fact, anything you do just gets in the way. Just find a group of folks that are doing it and go hang out.

So, we sat, eyes shut, and put a finger in the Holy Dike. I felt this strange literal energy in my finger- it was tough because of thoughts about it, you know how it is. But when I was willing to really feel the feeling, it was so steady and calm- like 'I' could never be.

And what really sold the farm?

I was languishing at the time to a new age soundtrack that ordinarily would have me hating all that is Good and Decent and Praying for the Relief that Death Will Surely Bring……

Rolling my eyes. Yet, I smiled. Fucking smiled, a real smile. Right there in that little new age room with all those typical Asheville Types and I'm such a snob.………..Jesus Christ what next??? ……………….Jesus Christ?

I don't think so- I was a born again Christian 25 years ago, coming off shooting drugs, for about a year. Having had it once, I think that gives me immunity………

At any rate, from what I've gleaned thus far, I give these Heart cats a big thumbs up. Check 'em out. Heart Sanctuary.……here they are… I heartily recommend them from what I've gleaned so far. I'm going back. Plus, I'm going to check out all kinds of 'spiritual' groups and report on them right here on Eyes in the Pine.

If ya want.

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Febuary 14th

Is Valentine's Day Silly!

For the last half turn 'round the Sun, I've been corting the Muse. Following her everywhere, pretty much.

Well, She shows up in some pretty interesting places, I must say!

Meet Shannon. 47 years looking; I never lost her (nor could I ever)- but I was always afraid of her. Not so much any more, I'm very, very happy to report! Sorry Mom…..you'll like her, I promise!

Yeah, photo-shamanic journalism is a strange calling……..

Love is the Boss and I am her Bitch……

On a good day!


Some new motos up

Keep looking for who you never lost…………….

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Ooooo

This shot goes with previous post- another of Quan Yin. Here, to me anyway, she calms the beast and offers him water in the pool. Floating above. Above Her, Shiva dances as Wings. Maybe. Just my opinion- I could be wrong.

Either way, pretty fuckin' cool, if ya ask me.

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The Plan

O.K. Here's the deal. I've been riding Eyes in the Pine for about 5 months. I started early with about 25-40 hits a day. I now maintain an average of 25- 40 hits a day.

Hmmmm. So, I've come to accept that Eyes in the Pine is not destined to be the mega chart busting internet phenom I never dreamt of.

So, I'll get more myself, more and more unedited. We're talkin' Crazy Town, Big Time USA. Soon the numbers will fade, ebbing down to one. One last viewer, loyal to the sinking ship of Eyes in the Pine. Come what may. A viewer that cannot be alienated, nor bored in any way.

A reader who truly loves me.

Then I will ask You, my only reader, to marry me. I won't know who you are, but will know it is you. Since all you Others have found blog-lovers elsewhere……….

Oh yeah- one really important point: As long as your not my Mother! Ex's are free to give it a shot. Yeah, we do change.

Oh my God it's beautiful here. Took this shot, with the new mini-van of cameras I'm toting, of what I see as a Quan Yin shrine.

Look for Her. She's right there.

Plus some dude. He's the one with the camera…………………..

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Another Day, Another Holler

It's a jungle in here……..up in the Holler.

Shoutin' out big time to you folks. Been tuning in, and coming up with some interesting developments. Developments almost out of the closet, the labiatory as it were.

'Coz, now, I'm going to tell you what Life is made out of. Only two things. If ya boil it all down.

And those two things are:

NOVELTY starring Henry Habit. And a Duck

and

HABIT. Featuring Nova Novelty. And a Coke.

And of course,

BJORK! She leans toward Novelty- maybe just a tad. Remember that giant white swan she wore to the Oscars or something? That was different.

Now if a Duck bought a Coke humming Bjork, that would be novel- but a Duck buying a Coke driving a Hummer- that's just sad.

Dig. Choose. Balance.

Take a chance……….

Above's a boring shot with my new boring regular camera! I want my Moto! Wah!

Two Tips For Survival as EarthChange Continues:

Stop watching mainstream media. Stop watching mainstream news. Stop watching alternative media. Stop watching alternative news. MAKE YER OWN DAMMIT! Dont' feed fear with complicit reaction to fear. Which is fear! Make friends with fear!

YOU ARE BEING BRAINWASHED YOU ARE BEING BRAINWASHED YOU ARE NOT BEING BRAINWASHED.

Hey Kids Here's my alternative Eyes in the Pine website Don't it look all shiny an' perty an' all?

Blogspot Eyes in the Pine

Take yer pick. I'll keep 'em both running like Wolves.

Meanwhile, I will speak in paragraphs

complete

soon.

Bye!

Here's Venus- check outside in the West, just after dark. So lovely!

Venus

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Here Kitty Kitty Kitty!

by T

Lost my cell; bought a regular camera with like 8 mega pixies- too much torque? I took lots of pictures yesterday with the thing, up in the unspeakably beautiful country here in Celo, and only came up with a few I like. Whereas with that cheap-assed cell phone, perhaps gone now forever, I keep about every other one!

What gives?

Anyway, here's one worth looking at. I'll keep working on it!

This one's called………………….

Kitty.

Lappin' up all that good ol' country water boy!

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Venus, Human Birth to the Plains of North Dakota

07 by T

A few fun stories to relate this morning…………and some news.

Fun Story the First says:

- I started my new job had to be there at 8:30 (!) and then had to stuff cold hamburger into plastic bags and seal them. Not so much fun, but the job looks like a winner thus far. Lowest paying job I've had since I was, uh, like a teenager.

My salary lies between seven and eight dollars an hour.

Of course I'm not going to tell you what my salary is exactly? How dare you even wonder?

their sex life, early childhood traumas, whatever. Ask people anything and they usually Not that you did. But isn't it odd- peculiar even- that folks 'll be yappin about anything-want to please, try to please.

Now, ask them how much money they're worth…………….

Oops! Awkward! I asked a cashier what she makes an hour and she looked at me like I was an asshole man. Not a word. So I started guessing, just to be a Dick.

“Nine?………….nine-fifty? Ah, c'mon, it's gotta be eighy-fifty huh.? Oh, c'mon just tell me………………not ten! Is it ten?…….”

The whole while she's turning slightly red. Tight-lipped, scanning away, and looking trapped back there. Yes; clearly very tense.………as if this couldn't be more outrageous.

Yet, she seemed to be enjoying herself, strangely! Ah, taboos………..

We're weird. Humans are weird.

Fun Story the Second States:

So then, I found this old coupon for the Grove Park Spa. This is big; worth a hundred bucks, cold cash. Haunted daily- the bored, the rich and the beautiful. Now, me. They laid five of those coupons on me five years ago for playing a gig there; lost one.

Found one. So, I'm there, beautiful day with a wind scoured, empty sky, golden sunshine, and all the mountains crowded 'round that horizon. Lot's of great pools, and a wet sauna with a cold plunge that rocked my world- but now I'm hangin' with some homies poolside. For the whole sunset thing.

You know how it is.

Four people and me out there. We avoid the camera line, light up- strangers all, and then- wow! flaming in the west just then, (and every evening right now- look just after sunset in a western sky near you.) This night Venus was joined with Uranus. I could see the pair- I even brought some Nikons.

Now, so happens that one cool couple with which I hang are not only madly in love, but- it's both their birthdays to boot. And one of the women in the other couple as well. Aquarians all; 'Water Bearers' in the pool communing (Venus)- a Venus even now- on their very birthday itself- (conjunct far-away Uranus- which, get this- rules Aquarius)- all up there blazing away in the cold sky and us in all that warm water.

Venus is Love. And when we all awed at Venus in the sky, a Great Blue Heron flapped right overhead in the dusk.

Satisfied in my soakings, I dropped unexpectedly at my bud Chris's house. I didn't really know why- I was tired, and had just hung out the day before with the man. But I did.

Guess what- unbeknownst beforehand- it's his birthday too!!

So, 4 out of the 5 folks I've been hanging with all evening. Birthdays all. Venus conjunct Uranus. Unexpected connections. Got that one right!

Cooler than shit.
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Now I'm housesitting in Celo. Way up in the woods. With no moto-cell phone. Think it's lost for good this time! So, no new motos but whatever. I'll come up with somethin'- take that to the bank, friend!

Bread and Circuses :

Humans presented with the unexplained. Two parts.

Part one: The Stoners on the Beach

Part two: Not much going on in North Dakota…………..Whaaaaaa?

Hang in there with part ii- he doesn't see anything for 5 minutes, but it's worth the wait. The guys reaction is cool- and the Stoners, well, Dude: ………………….you shoulda been there. So freaking there.

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The Loved and the Remembered

This from today's news- messed with a bit by yours truly- although whatever drama these two endured has long since faded, but for our tender projections.

These two found locked in embrace, and very young- from a Neolithic time when common burials were unknown, and such intimate departures unseen, until now- by our prying eyes anyway.

So here's to Young Love as Valentine's Day approaches- one probably for, and definitely from, the ages!

Certainly a story behind this one- my mind reels at the sea of time we swim in and the deep, deep space that is.

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Green River

Been off-line for a week almost now- circumstances both soulful and technical, plus a glitch!

Got a few new motos up, Had the pleasure of staying on the banks of the South Toe river for a couple of days.

I'll be resuming my various rambles shortly. Lots to tell.

Hope y'all are staying warm out there!

Green River!!

Idiot's Guide

Let's say your interest has been piqued, tounged and titillated by that vast rubric cuboid of assumptions, projections and conjectures loosely known as 'spirituality'.

So many opinions. Jargon. Hopes. Fears. Thoughts..………Blah blah blah.………….

After 40 years of confused assumptions, projections and conjectures- I got the bug when I was like, 7- I can proudly say that I've come to a place of total, absolute confusion. So much paradox……………………………………………….Spock.……………

I don't like it, letting go. Ego doesn't like it. But then again…...Love is a Rose.

You'd better not pick it. It only grows when it's on the vine.

And just to finish that thought, handful of thorns, you know you missed it, lose your Love when you say the word………………….

Whatever. You know what the song says.

Anyway, I want to share a very simple approach to spirituality. Super short, super easy, super difficult without real effort. Easy, relaxed constant effort.

O.K. Here's the deal. All this is boiled down to a very pragmatic, relatively intuitive approach.

We have 3 brains, not 1. Three centers, roughly and practically speaking. These centers are literal; most people can feel them without too much effort.

Brain 1- The Head. Organize, analyze, plan, think- think -think. All conceptual activity. Yeah, we know this one…..

Brain 2- The Gut. Also known as the ton-tien in eastern tradition. 2 inches below your belly button, 3 inches in. Feel for it. Maybe the toughest for modern people to feel directly. Also, maybe the most important for modern people to feel directly! This is the Instinctual center- where we feel Basic Power, Beingness, Confidence. Very simple feeling of grounded connection to Earth. Nothing to do, just to be, and doing comes naturally, organically, out of that.

Brain 3- The Heart. Bridges non-thought 'beingness' of Gut with hyper-conceptual 'truthiness' of Head. Feels, dreams in images and intuition. Compassion, tenderness. what makes us truly Human.

That's it. All you have to do to grow 'spiritually' is to tune into these three, feel them, without picking a fave. Most folks hang, daily, in 2 of 3 centers, ignoring one.

Which one do you ignore?

For me it's always been Gut- I haven't wanted to really be Here, embodied. I fly away into the dream-scape of the Heart or the Wonkscape of my tired little Head.

But then, last summer, I really tuned into the Gut, digested some of that shit. Got carried away. Now I'm tuning back to Heart…………Easy Boy.

So, as for 'spiritual practice'. Just remain as aware as you can of all three centers as you go about your day. Literally- you can learn to feel them directly without the constant Hegemony of 'Headonism'.

Or, even more simply- do whatever helps you be in your body. The body cannot lie.

That's why we avoid it! Honesty, quite honestly, scares the shit out of us.

Or, feel for which center doesn't seem 'on-line' and spend time feeling for it, wining and dining it. Bring it your gift of attention- she'll forgive you very quickly if you show a good heart, and commit to the relationship! The Heart Center likes flowers, still rooted- the Gut's desire as well.

The Head, well, great servant- lousy master………

Bread And Circuses Link:

Check this guy- a 60 Minutes report on a British cat what learned Icelandic fluently in one week. (And Icelandic is a bitch!) Memorized Pi to over 20 thousand places. took the man 5 hours to recite it. Yet, strikingly, uniquely, he can describe his inner process, and amazingly, he doesn't use numbers in his head. Synthesazia. Amazing.

Click the viewer in center of link to watch.

Oh- and have a good day! Feel for it!

Mind, Structivetuousness, and OF: You Tricky Bastard

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No, seriously, count them again. Be careful. It's kind of tricky! Because if you didn't get 6, you counted wrong, Bucko.

Fact. Yes, I know you'll say they're are only 3 'F's in that sentence. This sentence by the way:

FINISHED FILES ARE THE RESULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIFIC STUDY COMBINED WITH THE EXPERIENCE OF YEARS…

But sadly- as a bit of evidence most evidenciary as to my limited cognitive skills- there are indeed 6 'F's there.

That's all I have to report, here, that sometimes the human mind can not see something that is right before it's face, when it's conditioned not to. If we're not working on de-constructing our conditioning, what the hell are we doing? Constructing more constructions?

Nothing against constructures- I'm all for nice shit and all. But to be constructive, sometimes we have to be de-constructive. Destructive only to what is not constructive. (think Jesse Jackson here) Either way, reality manifests totally-even almost massive- what I like to call structivestuff, jam packed with structivity. Especially high levels of……………………. structitiousness.

Which is what the world is before it makes it's mind up to get stupid, and gets all one sided and particular and ornery. Which it will, I suppose, says I sitting here wide blogging awake at the pre-dewy hour of 5 a.m., sharp.

But 5 a.m. doesn't really need to be 'sharp', n'est pas? Soft would be good……….Let's say 5 a.m. shouldn't be, as a rule, sharp., as a matter of fact? Shall we? Yet, in spite of or because of or both, sharpness of mind at 5 a.m. is quite pristine, when it exists at all. This morning as the sky grew slowly brightning to the east I watched from the porch. Wild turkeys up in the pasture; crows gathering in a pine. A big great blue heron flapped by, majestically. I looked up at the bedroom window where I used to sleep, and Kimberly was still there but I was not. It was like looking at myself, back in the mystery and dusks of time itself. Yin in yin- a January dawn. But each day, growing a bit longer. Just a bit.

Got a job today! I mean yesterday! At a cool little grocery store, the Grove Market. I like the vibe- kind of wabi-sabi, if I know what I mean.

Later and out,

T

PS OK ………… which of you got 3 'F's and really don't believe there are 6? Did you count the 'F's in the word 'OF' which appears thrice? Huh? Did ya??? Punk?

I didn't think so.

No, seriously, if you counted all six write me and tell me how you did that……….. Genius.. I feel totally chagrined I only found 3……….

TODAYS LINKS:

– for the Surreal I give you David Lynch. Don't even try to understand this video.

—for the mundane, I give you Weather. From a trailer park. So you know it could be twisters. Perhaps one of the most poorly shot videos of weather I've ever seen, with this guy- I'm guessing here- waving the camera around in the face of Immensity and Chaos Herself like he'd seen the Devil. And maybe he has. And She is a Fox.

And he stood out there, on dangerous, blood-contested ground, and the man simply filmed. Just to be brave. Then posting it on YouTube. Just to be.

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Our Forgotten Dignity

If you were raised like me, the world has somehow turned out a very different place than you were led to believe. Maybe stranger than you can believe- bet on it Pal. I'm continually stupefied at what us humans are figuring out, stumbling across or just generally tripping on or over. What an incredible gift to be alive in this time, despite or because of the high and desperate stakes we all face. But aint nobody gettin' out alive anyway- Nerd-Think notwithstanding- might as well relax.

Here are a few trends in understanding the world these days. I'll try to link to something so you don't think I'm just whistling Dixie. Although in addition to presenting these paradigm shattering theories, I am indeed whistling Dixie, or some similar air. Must be the seroquel- I haven't felt this mellow in oh, I don't know- 47 years or so.

Here we go. Unhitch your safety collar. Take your protein-pill and lit's time to leave the capsule, if you dare:

We are fundamentally alone in the universe, life is an incredibly rare chance event, and if there are other beings, the vast reaches of space preclude interaction with said beings.


Maybe not so much. Francis Crick, the guy who discovered DNA (while tripping on acid no less!!!), reached the conclusion that DNA could not have developed on Earth. Not enough time. Now it appears that what has been called 'junk', or non-coding, some are now saying that so called junk DNA is actually extraterrestrial DNA.

Put that in your pipe and smoke it. Plus, the view of modern physics is making it clear that advanced beings can probably fold, bend, and otherwise fuck with the space time continuum as to appear magical to us- as all technology above our heads will dazzle us and seem, unreal. Impossible. This theory fits the facts- human beings have long witnessed beings who possess this ability. (BTW, the O'Hare UFO story is wild- The Chicago Tribune article has had more hits than any other Tribune story in history. This is the Tribune, folks. Plus, here's a great vid showing how establishment science is beginning to cede that this is is real- watch this guy- they argue with the 'little green men' conclusion, which is fine. Nobody knows what these' things' are. One more great vid here with some preening but cool news guy and the Tribune reporter who broke it, chatting before an interview on camera- then doing the interview itself.

(sorry to be redundant, regular readers- but this story is too good.)

Human civilization is a recent thing.

Not so fast. The evidence here seems to point to some kind of very advanced culture on earth, destroyed by a world wide cataclysm somewhere around 10,000 years ago. For one thing, most cultures around the world speak of this in legend and myth. The Great Pyramid of Giza is a living testament to this culture- an unbelievable feat that arguably could not be done today. Clearly, advanced mathematical, astronomical and technical skills were there, in spades- and dig this, the Great Pyramid was an early Egyptian structure.

Went downhill from there- now, how can a culture start at the top? Like cars started in 1908 with the Lexus hybrid sport utility, and now we have model Ts.

Doesn't make sense. Must have been something before, something big. Here's the website of Dr. Robert Schoch and Dr. Collette Dowell. He's a Boston University professor who's been at the forefront of solid, open minded research. And here's Graham Hancock's as well. Good stuff for the curious.

Life ends with physical death. You only live once.

Yes, there is good evidence for reincarnation. Not proof exactly, but very solid anecdotal evidence- tons of it. I give you Dr. Ian Stevenson of the University of Virginia.

Plus, it's the only way the universe makes much sense- why were you born in a good family while another child is born to a child abuser? It's either random, a chance universe, or there is a deeper logic. Reincarnation makes great sense to this end. Take your pick.

The Hopi are a bunch of dumb-fuck Indians living on a rock.

Not true- the Hopi are a buch of dumb-fuck Indians living on a mesa, not a 'rock'. And actually, they're not so dumb. they consider themselves pipe-holders, peace holders, of the human race. Here's their record on prophesy. They're just human, but I feel the Hopi are the holders of a vital wisdom for the world's needs today. Like the Tibetans, half a world away.

Black Elk's Great Vision can be read here- as pertinent today as it was 150 years ago.

Okee doke. Hope y'all are doin' alright out there……………..another recent moto above, just another moment in the midst of time and space.

Also, if you like people who happen to be extremely gay, watch this.

If you're digging the whole Secret Commonwealth angle, here's a cool vid- mostly, if not all, fake, but a great slide show.

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Children of Men

Saw the new film 'Children of Men' last night.

Whoaaa……. Maybe the most important flim of the decade. That and An Inconvenient Truth by Al Gore (oh please run oh please please please!) Not so much that it's a brilliant artistic statement, although it has plenty of that. Not in it's wonderment, it's vision, it's tetherless dream of human potential, although it's got that too. Underneath.

Well hidden.

The film is set 20 years in the future. And what really creeped me out, after I crept carefully home in driving rain and read a few reviews, is that many of the critics simply seem to assume that this is, indeed, our future in some basic sense! They never say 'possible' or 'alternate'. It's almost as folks, unconsciously, just sort of accept this as our fate; a world torn between Security State Fascism, terrorists, hard core fundamentalist religious cults, and masses of hungry, dirty people in degraded and degrading environment.

That's what spooked me the most- the way people just seem to accept this. God we've been trained well- to be passive and well-numbed or at least kept so busy there's no time for contemplation.

Yeah. Well, this film will give you a vision of that world. Where women cannot give birth (did you know that male fertility rates are plunging in the western world?

Did you know that autism, a developmental problem where a kid cannot relate to people or his environment, was found in 1 in 10,000 births in 1995.

The rate now?

1 in 166 births. Mostly boys. Think about this. A syndrome ony found in industrialized environments. No one knows exactly why. A syndrome that presents as the very caricature of the the Masculine out of balance. Heads are literally bigger- no one knows why. Minds often brilliant at mathematical skill, yet utterly unable hold, to hug, to look deeply into another's eyes and relax. At all. Babylon- the Tower run amok. One guy who loved and made it a loving place.

You might not want to know these things.

What are we going to say, looking back? We're seeing every kind of brain related disorder skyrocket- bipolar, OCD, ADD, autism, depression, anxiety disorders. Skyrocket- and not just because they're only now being diagnosed correctly. If they are, which they are not- but they are being recognized with a growing sense of dread and greed in the psychiatric world.

All these disorders point to one thing- the Head. the Head is screaming it's, well, head off. We, as a culture, are sick in the head. Caught in it. Conditioned by it. Commanded with it. Through every TV, every multi-task event.

Because the head is overwhelmed; stressed out every day as we grapple to answer our cell in varied traffic. We are forced to conceptualize every query, including security, survival issues- we have to think about them- or deny them out of overload- because we think that only thinking will do. Deemed 'Reality' in our Book- the only one that really matters.

I'm all for good thinking. Putting the cart behind the horse.

So, I ask because I don't want to live in such a world, and if you do, god bless but could you go somewhere else?

Like, uh, really, really soon?

So, I'm doing all too much thinking myself. I'm going outside, and try to put my money where my mouth is. The clouds still blow through a windy blue sky out there. and the birds still sing, the flowers bloom…………

Which is pretty freakin' weird- it's January for crissakes!

Anyway, a line in the film said it all, in terms of our time.

“Keep her close to you”

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Teeth Lost and Found

UNCONDITIONAL CONFIDENCE

Student: Would you say that unconditional confidence is the same as tenderness?

Chogyam Trungpa: Yes, very much so. The unconditional confidence is the pragmatic aspect of that tenderness. It is the action arising from the softness. It is just like watching the sun rise. First, it is very feeble and one wonders whether it will make it. And then it shines and shines. Confidence is not arrogance or pride or anything like that. Confidence is a natural unfolding process. It's not a question of needing confidence or not needing it. It's naturally there.

From “Basic Goodness,” a talk

Unconditional confidence is also known as the 'Lion's Roar' in Tibetan tradition. The notion that throughout all of our lives, every single bit of 'reality' is essentially, can be boiled down to, a moment to moment experience that we can't hang on to. Trying to hang on to what does not exist (for more than a moment anyway) creates fear and confusion. The bravery of learning to accept things-as-they-are. We don't want things-as-they-are; we want things-as-we'd-like-them-to-be. Moslty for me anyway.

Good luck with that one. It's been tried before- this attempt to grasp and hold on, with only sporadic and temporary positive results; that even when so dearly bought, then must be guarded. Knowing that sooner or later, it will be stolen/broken/shat on. As all things must pass on, give up the ghost and thouroughy kick the bucket. Fuck it.

Trusting the 'feeble' feeling of tenderness, not knowing. Care free and on-the-spot. Can I do this? Yes. Will I? I hope so, more and more.

After reading my blogs written through the fall for the first time, I've dropped the book idea like a large, poisonous snake. For now- maybe I have a book in me but Eyes in the Pine is too all over the place. Reading them for the first time was fun for me, and if you want to check one out from September, easy reading, I'm in a country flea market in Savanah, Tennessee- try this.

So, I've decided to blog Eyes in the Pine for my own amusement, letting go of any 'high concept' of anything, or some Utopian bullshit. Or preachy screed. I hope you'll enjoy as you see fit, and feedback is always welcome. Hell, I'll post something of yours if ya want. Even anonymously; Eyes in the Pine can keep a secret!

I go pick up my lithium today. After all these years, I'm tagged as bipolar II rapid cycle style. I've been pretty hypo-manic for 6 months. Not crazy, not delusional (well sure we are sort of don't you think?!) but now I need to find some middle ground, a human realm. Heaven and Hell are great places to visit, and trust me I've spent a lot of time in both of late, but I wouldn't want to live in either one. Earth is better, but it is a knarly, rocky son of a bitch! But I love it in spite of that, or because of that……… Teeth come loose; whether jarred by door jambs or just pushed slowly out of the way. New ones cuttin' on in. Gotta move, you got to move. Cutting through. The veils of our own illusions, vanities, self-concern, on a good day. We gotta eat, rip and tear something, and somebody's got to die all that hunger. The deer, the fox, and the largely ignored and forgotten death of moles, beetles and all the ants I killed as a 4 year old mini-monster with a magnifying glass on a sidewalk sunny afternoon. Yikes.

Yes, death don't have no mercy, Including me, but I do want to stick around long enough to see this amazing time in human history, this Freak Show, the classis Pas De Duex. Or whatever; it's quite a Show is my point here. So what if it's scary and painful along the trail; that seems to be one of the points. Learn from that shit. In short, I'll take your damn lithium, Doctor X, and may it be a blessing.

Enjoy the freakish weather!

Above moto of Abby, my friend Beth's 5 year old. We think she's going to Broadway, seriously. She lost her first tooth while I was visiting, and I'm thankful I got to see that.

Also, a few new motos leaking through

Medium Strange

After posting my previous entry this morning- my somewhat usual mix, provocative, clever, pretentious. I had a moment, like o.k………………what am I up to here? What are we up to? Because Eyes in the Pine was never simply my own notion, writ large. But a collaborative effort. With persons, if they can be deemed as such, of a glimpsed and felt nature.

Which of course, is what Eyes in the Pine is all about- the fact as I see it that we can all learn to tune into the 'energetic' world, in addition- not substitution- to the 'ordinary' or 'material' world. The Second Attention. Intuition is a word perhaps more familiar.

And by 'material' world, I'm tossing concepts onto the boat. We think too much, ruminate too obsessively. Since this is a collective thing, we tend not to notice. How trapped we are in our heads. How miserable, hiding so much and pretending to be happier than we are.

The good news is that we don't have to be miserable. But it takes real effort and guts. First, you stop hiding it. A sense of 'what have I got to lose?' We're all going to be dead in 50 years anyway. Why play comfort short term always at the expense of growth long term? Not to mention that I believe that for us to survive, well anyway, we're going to need a large scale transformation- one of consciousness, primarily. More of us need to wake up to our own connections, waiting for us to discover. If we would but ask and ask sincerely.

Jung said that the imagination is the “royal road to the unconscious”. The primer of the pump that brings life up from the Underworld and draws it down from the Heavens above. We can learn to alter our states of awareness and tune in to………..so much. Feel our bodies and know, feel, what the Earth is telling us. Right now. A leader in your own way.

Joining Heaven and Earth. Body, Heart and Head. We can do that, and there's no strict formula. It's creative, unique, and totally individual. You just ask the Universe, over and over to lead you that way even at the expense of your dearly bought 'comfort' (and oh it will be I can almost assure you) and then simply Pay Attention. Follow the cues without 'knowing'; notice synchronicity. Or learn to, with meditation or body work, power plants or really good sex with someone you love. Something.

Nature is good for this.

But when I went to Her for guidance last summer, I got the message, very strongly, and mirrored in every conventional science as well these days, that we're in very, very serious trouble around here, and we better fess up to what we'll tell ourselves on our Death Beds.

About how we failed to act like adults, responsible fucking Adults.

Yes, I'm trying to shame you and us all. Because sometimes shame has it's place.

But enough of the shame, we've done the guilt to death. Guilt is the grinding edge between empathy and narcissism. We know which way to go.

O.K. Shame and guilt were fine but troublesome and now it's time to move on. I want to do my part, and Eyes in the Pine does too. But I don't want to browbeat and fume. And besides, honestly I think it's already too late. I'd rather spend my last years on this planet enjoying the beauty what's left of Her and storing those images in my soul and to others- than run around in a anxious haze. If we're going to hell in a Handbucket, at least I'm going to enjoy the Ride. Fuck it. Life goes on; it's a Jungle in Here people. Big Universe. Real big.

I mean gimongus. Really huge.

Some ambivalence on my part with all this? You bet. More than some. That's why it's this blog and not some Other.

BTW, since I cover the Liminal, the Shadowy as all things unknown are to us, I must report a big UFO story breaking in- get this- the national news. Chicago Tribune piece linked here, written by a well- respected guy, Jon Hilkevitch. Surprising many people. Seen by pilots and workers at O'Hare airport in November. Shot up after hovering and left a freakin' hole in the low cloud ceiling. No, seriously, check this out and also the airports lame 'explanation'. I'm tellin' ya people- the governments of France, Russia, Japan and Brazil are starting to open up case files and blow open the whole issue. The O'Hare sighting is hard to dismiss, and the cat's already almost out of the bag. FYI. The same intelligences that are warning us about the Planet, with higher profile results, apparently. And if you haven't watched Out of the Blue, check it. There are hundreds of military eye-witnesses ready to testify- but they need legal amnesty due to security clearance issues.

Don't let the Ridicule Factor keep you from enjoying one of the most amazing stories of all time- the the lid's coming off more and more. If you need a reason check it out, dig: The UFO topic blows a hole in the secrecy and the selfish motives of parts of our government, and I guess I daresay of ourselves. The fact that we'd just rather not deal with troubling realities! But remember what Jung said- the way out is always through.

Stay Tuned- but I promise I won't obsess on it!

Above Moto: The Others??? If you dare…………..