Dark Star and our Scars

Dark Star and our Scars

At the second or third Schwagstock, I was still a little trippin from the night before when I heard a dog fight happining out in the gravel road. There was Dark Star, my friend's black chow, a dude wearing a spiked dog collar, who had been going around bothering everybody all night babbling unintelligibly, and his tan chow, rolling around in the gravel, teeth locked on each other. I had forgotten, at that moment, about how chows are like a guy wearing a really big sweater and that they can turn around in their skin, when I grabbed D.S. by the scruff with both hands to pull him out of the broil. I can't blame him for turning and down clamping on my forearm. Like if a friend was in a bar fight and I grabbed him by the back of his shirt to pull him out, I wouldn't be able to fault him if he turned around swingin. So, the fight was over and I had four holes in my arm. My buddies wife is a nurse so I got all patched up with a warning not to drum anymore for a few days. 16 hours later, I forgot. The night was just giving way to the faintest light, light that wasn't coming from the fire we were drumming around, when I noticed the tiny red dots in a fine spray all over the drum head and my right pants leg. P.S. Some time later that summer, I did something clumsy, which I can't remember but probably had something to do with bottle rockets, and Dark star wound up with a permanent scar. I apologized and he was so macho that he acted like it was nothing. We wear each others mark. He is gone now. . . . but not really.

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'via Blog this'whatcha think - still in progress. Democracy, is said by some to be to dangerous due to the tyranny of the majority. This assumes tacit judgement that some of us, shouldn't be consulted on matters of universal concern. And, that those people that aren't right in their thinking or morality enough to be trusted with their share of the nations treasure and fate, will always make wrong decisions. There is a distrust of others behind this. All others including our own selves. To fear the good, or even terribly messed up choices that our fellow citizens might make, is not logical. First of all, the 'tyranny of the majority'can't be worse than the tyranny of the minority. Secondly, people are pretty self preserving and the small percentage of the population that is truly sociopathic, is estimated to be from 1 to 4 percent. So, in general it can be said that most people are'nt stupid or evil and deserve a say in what their country does in their name and with their taxes and property and lives. As communication has changed since the creation of the electoral college, so has the list of things we now have as mutual concerns. Consensus seems to be the natural evolutionary future that our technology will take us. We have it now but the "tail is wagging the dog". Politicians fall all over themselves trying to find out what they should say that gets them the kindergarden sticker to wear for the day and administrators of government agencies wont do their jobs unless they are assured that they won't be punished if they do. I say let's turn the dog around. Then our representatives would just be clerks and fraud guards. We couldn't screw up any worse as a group than the small cabal has done so far. It's going to happen eventually anyway. It's already happening but nobody want's to admit it. The only thing that matters to anyone anymore is "What do the polls say". Even if you think they are biased, skewed or what, you still note them and have an internal reaction of a positive or negative nature. But, you still have been affected. You still care.

Here's my plan: (like anybody and everybody, I have no clue as to how to go about making this a reality)

We have evolved technologically to the degree that there is no longer need for middle men. We should be an electronic instant democracy with elections/polls. (tail wags the dog now so let's just turn the dog around) It should probably take repeating the referendums more than once to make it law. Probably go to a 3 out of 5 times wins so everyone has a chance to think about it. And just to mitigate tyranny of the majority, Have a group polled from all legitimately credentialed (Not made up religious universities) lawyers to achieve consensus before elections/polls, on the constitutionality of each law. Include law proffesors, historians and working judges and paralegals

in the oversight commitee (group?) A peer review like the kind of systems that have been working pretty well so far in advancing science. Let's get some real numbers instead of guestimates based on samples

which are guesimates themselves. I have yet to see where in the constitution, it says that if it wasn't already in there, it can't be done. And we need the Canadian law that makes it illegal to lie on TV. radio or in print. Good thing I'm not king, hunh.

And the australian law the makes it illegal not to vote. I guess crazy people can fill out a form or something, to get out of it, like jury duty.

Just off the top of my head - if you see stuff that needs tweaking, pitch in.

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I just discovered my phone camera does something cool

I just discovered my phone camera does something cool

A Chat with a Friend

A chat with a friend: I really hope the fault line doesn't shift saturday

me: doomsday stuff is mostly about the doomsayers

thier world might come to an end

but the world abides as always

THE world is MY world

him: True. Its just scary. We watched this thing about how haarp has been trying to make the fault line shift so it can plug the hole in the gulf by bp. Homeland security has a contract with wal mart to provide 140m meals.

And I'm sure you heard about the plastic coffins.

me: spinners of tales are dizzy

him: That's true. Its just hard to know who to believe and what conspriacy isn't a conspiracy.

me: hold to the earth and the earth will hold you

when she shakes off the shity ones

him: Nice.

Felt tip and ball point in the 80's by Drewdels

Corporate altruism

I always believed that selfish motives would become expansive to the point where their interests, and the interests of everyone, would be seen to be one and the same. It's just taking awhile for tribal banditry to lose it's appeal. It was easier than working and the return was just too damn attractive. But now, they have to work much harder to rob everyone and the stress is showing. Those that see their end coming are prone to desperate measures in the form of power grabs but their end is coming. I got this idea when thinking about the vikings turning into businessmen. (the guys on the cigar boxes - Dutch Masters) ( east India company) http://www.localhistories.org/russia.html

Weasel Dreams

On a early schwagstock,it got a little cold at night and that was actually really "cool" because everybody gathered around three or five big fires scattered through the woods and wandered from one to the other with their drums

Pogo and Jangles were in their big cage in my van, together in their hammock with all my blankets over it and under their own blankets

I went back to check if they were warm enough

I was tripping very sweetly

and when I slipped my hand into the cage

and under their blanket

they swirled around under my hand like a mink yin-yang and shared weasel dreams with me

I kept my hand there for I don't know how long

They had always been sharing their spirit world connection with me but

my head was not receptive enough before.

I don't remember what I saw through closed eyes but remember it as "why I like LSD".

IF IT'S SUCH A NICE DAY, WHY SPOIL IT FOR THE RABBITS ?

IF IT'S SUCH A NICE DAY, WHY SPOIL IT FOR THE RABBITS ?

A Charlie Brown comic strip by Charles Schulz :  Snoopy is sleeping on the roof of his dog house; Frieda: It's a nice day. If I were a dog, I'd be out chasing rabbits on such a nice day... Snoopy: If it's such a nice day, why spoil it for the rabbits ?

Our idealization, here in western civilization, of the purpose of a nation is to provide a safe and secure environment to live and flourish .  

To be able to go about one's day, setting oneself to the tasks or pleasures we desire, without interference. 

 A military, in our idealized view, is to keep outside forces from doing that interference, to protect the freedom we have and offer.

When we were tribal groups, we would sometimes attack, kill and rob other tribal groups.  

This was essential for the survival of our group.

Our behavior did not change but our group size did.  This was also essential.  Only geographic separation kept group expansion in check but technology has overcome this check in fits and starts at first and then exponentialy.

Today, we want to believe that we have overcome this tendancy to commit "tribal banditry".  The taking from others by force.  We only protect ourselves.  We do not murder and steal from others.  We protect and have trade with them.

We learned this ideal from the people of Europe who commited "tribal banditry" on a mass scale almost continuously, up to the very recent past, with disasterous results for all but a few.

They have all but forsaken tribal banditry due to the advances of technology that brought them to the brink of full and total destruction.

Only the idealism that forged our nation and the vast resources of our land, and those of The Soviet Union and the British Empire, stopped the exponential and ultimate cost of war.

This, we believe, is our history except most of us are more comfortable forgetting the participation of the Soviets since they became "others" immediately upon the end of World War II.  We believe "self reliance" is uniquely American and was invented by us alone.

We do not conquer we liberate.  We do not rob we develop. This land was empty when our ancestors arrived.  There was no nation to make fair the delineations of ownership of property.

We are not illegal aliens.  We are the original owners as if God himself formed us from the dust of this land.

If it's such a beautiful day, then why spoil it for the rabbits.

Have you ever walked into a meadow in the morning and noticed all the life that your presence flushes from the grass?  Grasshoppers and moths and a myriad of creatures.  Others, not us.  Mere insects or maybe a snake or a rabbit.

 You might have spoiled somebody's day.  Somebody who can't protect thier freedom from a much larger force.

If your meadow is your yard and you haven't mowed the lawn for a while, and you get the mower out and proceed to address it, you might see a mass exodus of hundreds of living beings fleeing in your path.

You will have most definitely spoiled someones day.  It can't be helped can it?  we have to choose between our needs and the needs of others and besides , were talking about insects, maybe a baby bunny paralyzed with instinctive programming that has served it's species survival for thousands of years or more.

These creatures also have developed another survival tactic of excessive procreation.  So, is it that different if a hawk catches and eats the baby bunny, from your killing it with your lawn mower.

There will still be rabbits.  And besides we don't really need them for a food source anymore.What am I making such a big deal about?

If you are still reading this then you may already understand where I'm going.  

This land was not empty and given to us by God.  Men arrived and died of thier conciet and stupidity.  And came again and were welcomed and survived only by the kindness and compassion of the people they called savages and heathens and then, killed and robbed them while trying to save thier souls.

The Tribes of this continent warred against each other as in Europe, sometimes annihilating whole tribes but not very often and not as policy or creed but in response to the needs of survival.

We have idealized thier culture and their value of nature in our minds but not in our hearts and the actions of our lives. 

They killed for sustainance when they needed to and loved as they did, with the knowledge of their debt to thier prey and thier own mortality in the circle of life.

Death of anything, plant or animal, was not taken casually as their beliefs held a kinship with all that lives and the land that sustained them.

Their concept of respect was based on this relationship and an evolved awareness of their reliance upon the world around them.

I learned a mantra from Ram Das which is very useful to make this relationship clear to me, which is used to overcome the illusion of separateness.

TAT TVAM ASI  -  Thou art that         also  - And That Too ( is also me )

With this powerful tool, one can learn compassion.  Essential for the survival of any group.

Compassion can spoil your day sometimes but can also make a spoiled day right.

So, if it's such a nice day, why spoil it for the rabbits ?

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Simon & Garfunkel - Sparrow

I was in the kitchen making coffee and saw something flopping about outside below the feeder. A small sparrow was unable to get up. It may have flown into the screen in the early half light and looked like the one I saw first at the feeders, each morning, this summer just gone. It was cold and unable to move but tried. I held it in my hand as it drifted in and out, opening it's eyes to look at me a few times. When I breathed on it and stroked it's back as my duck Sasha had liked, it closed it's eyes and seemed to relax. A drop of water from the crease in my palm was welcomed. I poured my coffee and managed to open and add to my cup, the hazelnut creamer I am addicted to, with one hand and then, we went downstairs to the open chat window where my love's little green dot was waiting. With one finger typing, I shared my morning with her and, as I did, a star of tiny golden tingles filled my palm. I have been with beings at their departure and so know the horrible and sudden change from being with someone, to being alone. But this time, I was not alone for though it was by a chat box, a little green dot, She was here with me. It was my honor and privilege to ease the end of this one bird but I have often thought about the way most beings do it alone, as we all must. - My palm still tingles but at least I don't have that song running through my head as I had from the moment I first held the sparrow. I had to write this to make it stop. Thank you for being and have a great day Y'all .