Tuesday, June 28, 2011

[Adult Swim] Music Video: Bump, Flying Lotus Zodiac Shit

Refused - The Refused Party Program & The Apollo Programme Was A Hoax



[Spoken:]
In the wake of our existence, in our parades and in our dances;
touch, see and behold the wisdom of the party program.
Essential in our lifetime and irresistible in our touch,
the great spirits proclaim that capitalism is indeed organized crime
and we are all the victims.
This next one is called Refused Party Program.

This is the pulse, this is the sound
This is the beat of a new generation

This is the movement, this is the rhythm
This is the noise of revolution
Yeah! Yeah! Arrrrh!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Refused party program
Refused party program
Refused party program
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah!



Petrol bombs and barricades
Anything to have our say.
Consequence of no choice at all
Empires rise and empires fall.
Now its time to flip some coins.
And it's time to turn some tables.
Cause if we have the vision I know that we are able.
Suck on my words for a while, choke in the truth of a million dead.
There is no prestige in your title, we are after your head.
The destruction of everything is the beginning of something new.
Your new world is on fire and soon you'll be too.
Sabotage will set us free.
Throw a rock in the machine.

And of course, New Noise:

Good frames won't save bad paintings
New art for the real people

Monday, June 27, 2011

Ex Nihil Omnis Est

Belief and Faith is an absolute pre-requisite in all matters connected with the Mysteries. We are definitely and clearly told to 'Believe first'. For those who say: "I cannot believe in anything", the rather odd counsel is to believe firmly and positively in NOTHING as an Absolute, and out of This will eventually emerge Everything. Ex Nihil Omnis Est.

A useful formula in connection with Faith is the well-known "Ohms Law"

Amount = Pressure / Resistance

This shows in the simplest ways the relative factors concerned. The obtain a given amount of faith we must either increase pressure, decrease resistance, or both. It might appear that resistance should be removed altogether, but this would be highly unwise. A proportion of resistance is strictly necessary in order to maintain balance. We are all too familiar with what happens in the case of those who believe unrestrictedly and indiscriminately in anything. Fanaticism, insanity, and all kinds of stupidities arise from blind credulity and unreasoning enthusiasms coming from usually sincere but quite unjustified faith. Belief must always be qualified by discrimination in order to obtain good results. Another way of expressing the formula is

I will / I won't = I might

In other words what might happen is the outcome of Will over Won't.

So while Faith is a vital necessity, it must be effectively controlled with Wisdom if it is to be a practical proposition in working the Mysteries well. The position may be crudely but soundly summed up in the ale-house adage: "In God we trust - All others, cash!" We can only afford unreserved, complete and unresisting Faith in the Supreme Spirit Itself.

...

In Mystery practice, Initiates are taught to use belief with discrimination. This means specification of faith in order to direct energies along appropriate paths. The principle is to use a formulary such as: "I believe all Energy is One, but for such and such a purpose the Divine Aspect of So and So operates through this type of Archangel, that sort of Angel, and this particular kind of Spirit." Then an attitude of faith is adpoted towards these beings as intermediaries of Divine Energy on their respective levels of Consciousness, and an individual Adaptation made to them by means of whatever prayer or practice the Initiate may be capable of. Blind belief is not encouraged in the Mysteries of Light except in the Origin of Light, Life, and Love from whence all Energy emanates.
No intelligent Initiate believes that Angels or Spirits of any species are winged people in nightgowns flitting around Inner Space. However their Telesmic Images are shaped as Symbols, they themselves are Active Agencies of Awareness, or catigorical concentrations of Divine Consciousness, each existing for some particular purpose in the Plan of Perfection.

Another Excerpt from the highly recommended 'William G Gray - Inner Traditions of Magic'

Nas & Damian Marley - Count your Blessings



Their entire joint charity album Distant Relatives is highly recommended.

Bearthplace

Thursday, June 23, 2011

What's going on!

Woooooo, first of all big thanks to Keith B!

I'm finally living at my new place since a few days, still crazy busy with installing & organizing the place etc. I'm really enjoying it here, it's a totally different lay-out than my last appartement and living room so feels very new, and it's a real cozy place with a nice terrace in the back. Great neighborhood too, very open and green compared to the big city row-house street I'm coming from, and close to the beach and dunes (SANDWORMS!). Posting won't be returning back to normal right away but I'm working on getting there asap!

Alienpunk and yours truly also went to see Sublime with Rome and it was great fun, we were in two traffic jams cause of accidents and were on the road for six hours getting there but made it just in time, the opener band Jaya the Cat had just finished when we arrived and we had just enough time to get ourselves a drink and get a good spot! Cause of the fun we were having catching up etc we barely even noticed we were on the road this long, it was the GPS that showed us cause we noticed we took an hour to drive five kilometers to an exit :P Great concert & road trippy, awesome vibes and everybody shaked and sang along to the old songs. Thanks again for the fun Alienpunkdizzle!

Here is a huge post with lots of links to live performances including most if not all from the Effenaar gig by Alienpunk.

Kung Fu - grasshopper dialog



- "Old man, how is it that you hear these things?"
- "Young man, how is it that you do not?"

Thanks Darren

Joe Rogan about the Weiner scandal

Thanks Relaxed Focus

Our prime minister has a scandal of his own, mistakingly posted Twitter publicly instead of privately, and a former mistress has shared 800+ text messages with a tabloid lol. This is the scandal of course, not the fact that we don't have a government after a freaking year :p

Finally, via TIME - "The psychedelic drug in magic mushrooms may have lasting medical and spiritual benefits

The psychedelic drug in magic mushrooms may have lasting medical and spiritual benefits, according to new research from Johns Hopkins School of Medicine.

The mushroom-derived hallucinogen, called psilocybin, is known to trigger transformative spiritual states, but at high doses it can also result in "bad trips" marked by terror and panic. The trick is to get the dose just right, which the Johns Hopkins researchers report having accomplished.

In their study, the Hopkins scientists were able to reliably induce transcendental experiences in volunteers, which offered long-lasting psychological growth and helped people find peace in their lives — without the negative effects.

Read more: http://healthland.time.com/2011/06/16/magic-mushrooms-can-improve-psychological-health-long-term

It's about time! Personally I think the 'dosage-bad trip' relation is a bit over-emphasized, obviously for beginners a lower dose is better, but let's not forget that heroic doses = heroic good trips too :P Oh my.

Thanks Relaxed Focus

Thursday, June 16, 2011

All roads lead to (Sublime with) Rome

Me and Alienpunk are taking a half-day trip tomorrow to the Netherlands to see Sublime With Rome in Eindhoven. I told you I was going to go check that out when I got the chance!

A 2 hour and 40 minute drive (at least), I hope we don't go the Wrong Way! So we have time over to drink some coffee in those shops they have over there :P


William G Gray - Inner Traditions of Magic

Whatever System evolves from the Mysteries, Telesmic Images (Magical Images, Sigils, Symbols) remain a necessity among mankind. So many attempts have been made at eliminating them, and rational explanations offered in exchange, phrased in terms of abstract principles or purely ethical values. Take the 'Gods' of humans away from them and what happens? They immediately make far worse Images for themselves. In place of Holy Ones and Pantheons, Saints and Heroes, humanity is producing amorphous concepts of State, 'People', commercial products, 'Pop' images, and all the rest of these unsatisfactory substitutes.

Humans do not want remote abstractions as 'Gods', but solid and substantial ones they can come to terms with on their own objective levels. They cling to their material 'God-forms' in the shape of cars, TV sets, and other Images with the same pathetic desire for comfortable assurance that motivated their remote ancestors to grasp at oddly shaped stones and twisted roots. Humanity needs Gods more than anything else, and should learn how to find Them as Inner Realities expressed through whatever Telesmic Image links their common consciousness together. Voltaire was quite right when he commented: 'If there were no God, it would be necessary to invent one.'

Just a small excerpt, I only finished chapter one and will finish this excellent book very soon.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Dreams can be hilarious



What if I told you I had a dream last week, and I realized I was dreaming in this dream, and decided to sit down, and call upon my "HGA". So I do this, and do my breathing and kundalini visualising exercise as I repeat a mantra calling on my HGA. And suddenly I hear and feel a buzzing of energy, but nothing happens, so I just keep at it removing lust of result, and the buzzing and whirling starts again. And suddenly I'm in a forest, with the image of the fictional Pai Mei, and I ask him, "should I really pursue this NLP career?" And his answer was, while skipping about between some trees, and I shit you not: "yeah yeah sure, I'll keep you motivated, and read some Castaneda."
LOL. I woke up laughing out loud. So nearly finished with The Teaching of Don Juan :p, already heard the 3 audiobooks circling around the web years ago which I will re-listen to, will read the rest too lol. No idea what I'm supposed to get from this material but hey! Can't hurt lol.

Belief and Reality Tunnel Quote from Relaxed Focus

"Never believe anything until it's been officially denied."
Otto von Bismarck

"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."
Herm Albright

Thanks Relaxed Focus!

Terry Pratchett's Euthanasia Documentary backlash

900 people wrote in to the BBC to complain about the "one-sided documentary" (IS THERE ANOTHER KIND?) that showed euthanasia in an "overly positive light!". So I'm guessing 900 masochists, christians, sadists, etc. My opinion on Euthanasia is mind your own fucking business, what fucking right do you have to condemn someone who wants to end their own suffering. Terry Pratchett, author of the fantastic Discworld books and sufferer of Alzheimers, just became even more honorable in my view for working on this documentary.

here's an article on it: 63% of votes say yes, the BBC was right to show "an assisted suicide." Woop.

Goodreader for Ipod/pad/phone

Finally I found a pdf reader that allows me to copy my pdfs from my harddisc! It's the first and probably only app I will ever buy for my Ipod. It's ridicously small to read ofcourse, but just as decent as reading web text so works fine for me. I already copied a few RAW and PKD books, a Song of Fire and Ice, a few NLP books and more I will share when I've read some good stuff on the move when this busy. All the other apps just offered some free books to choose from, bah!
I'd actually love something like this on pc, having my last page automatically saved is so much fun for someone like me who likes to read ten books at a time lol.
If you don't have iOS 4.0 but lower, you can't use USB to transfer in itunes, but you can enable a wireless network folder within the app, and just copy pdf's in your web browser on your computer to your iThingy.
Speaking of pdfs, during the move I dropped off the wrong old computer at the container park and lost my pdf library of over 50GB :P ouch. Not to mention the audiobook library, and music, oh data! How you will be missed (and downloaded again :P). I'll be moving to my new place the 20th when Internet should finally be activated there.

Goodreader site, itunes

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Big plans

I (finally) have big plans (that I'll actually act on to realize)
what about you? :)

Fisher Z - The Worker


Hated journey on the train
Always been the same
Looking out windows
Second class and second best
(Oooooooh)
What a waste of time

Sleep for five stops in a row
Prepare yourself to go
Waterloo station
Bought a '69 Capri
Failed the M.O.T.
What a waste of time
The Worker, the worker

Always kiss the wife goodbye
Often wonder why
Seven in the morning
Think it's time You had a change
Wouldn't that be strange
What a waste of time

The worker, the worker

Monday, June 6, 2011

Frequency update

Hey all, no worries posting will resume as soon as I find the time and material, just busy with work and getting my new place in order and all cosy ;)

Sunday, May 29, 2011

The Egg, by Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.