silent thunder

Khruangbin's new album... So. Much. Yes!

Missing @Rocky Lionmouth...

The amount of time George Floyd survived before dying with Chauvin's knee on his neck.

That 70.5 million people in America either supported open racial hostility, mysoginy and anti-gay sentiments, or were indifferent to their leader expressing such because it puts a few more dollars in their pocket at tax time... is a bit stunning to me. 'Murica's disease runs deeper than I imagined.

This 81 year old Italian man, unable to visit his wife of 47 years while she is in the hospital due to covid, serenading her with a selection of her favorite songs from under her window... This could have been me back in March when my wife became deeply ill with it. My heart envelops this man and his wife.

I am a recovering one. They're Their and There Then and Than Misused still cause me to see red.

To me it seems like the pause after a long exhale.

I'd say the origin of yoga is the supernova responsible for the formation of our solar system...

Well met and welcome.

this. When I began to open to learning, and to listening. Listening with my whole being... all of Life revealed itself as Teacher.

For the nature of light, look up the work and theories of Ken Wheeler to expand the potentials of what may be going on, particularly regarding the farce foisted on us regarding wave/particle duality nonsense from the dogmatic halls of acedemia.

Not just two potential places at once. All places, all presence one has unfolded through awareness, ever.

Time is not a thing. Time does not travel, nor have a direction. Time does not 'exist' but seems to be a symptomatic funtion of human perceptual modeling. There is only the unfolding of awareness in presence which is always now. Time is how our human perceptual modeling processes and interprets the shifting of awareness in presence(to me). Time is not a thing.(to me) No one travels through time. Time has no direction. It is a symptom of our mind. A function of human memory and is based on our habitual comparison of memories and comparison of this shifting with current perceptual input. There is only awareness... unfolding in presence. There is now. Only now. There are no separate moments. All unfolds together... co-arising, co-reflecting... Indra's Net. Every thought anyone has ever had, unfolded now, as awareness in presence. Every thing you ever remember doing, you recall now, in awareness. Every time you plan for, or consider the future, you do so now. No separate moments in any of the above. Now is what is unfolding within awareness through presence. This is what is. Indra's Net, The Great Lotus... ever unfolding, never unfolded. There are no separate moments. All unfolds together... Time is the manner in which our perception processes and interprets the ever unfolding presence of awareness.

I got curious about our total posts so far on the Bums... including this one. as I type it, we're at 798,758 oldest post I saw on a quick glance was from Nov 5, 2004? if correct that'd mean we're coming up on 16 year anniversary of Bum Chat! I've been here for about half of that as a contributor, bit longer as a lurker... that works out to 5,835 days of chatting and about 137 posts a day on average. that's it, just wanted to play with numbers and get my head going this morning before work. and say love you all, thanks for making this place what it is...

Well said. Thank you for reminding me of the levels that are always present. Some times my words reflect a myopia in my awareness that does not accomodate the broader picture. In times like this my Hawk medicine can be piercing and unforgiving. The daily lives of Americans of all folds are awash in the myriad colors of all those aspects of life I find most endearing and worth fighting to protect and nurture.

time to practice. my Sister! so. much. yes.

I remember my buddy dropping the needle onto Dark Side of the Moon and us sitting back in his basement listening for the first time. Lights out. Bean Bag Chairs... Big Joints... the whole nine. I still love listening to albums in their entirety. Right now, I'm reeling at how fortunate I am. My partner on this show is part of Rock Legend history. Peter Jameson, who was life long friends and bandmate with Spencer Davis. We first worked together on Season Five of The Voice years ago... and I fell out of my chair with joy when I saw him walk in on this show. In 1971 he released It's Been So Long with Spencer under UA and Peter toured with the Spencer Davis Group for years in the 60's and 70's. And right now, he's my partner in the Mill. We just lost Spencer last week to pneumonia at 81, so Peter and I have been playing his catalogue while we work. I had no idea how much he/they put out. I've been picking Peter's brain... Spencer was the reason he first moved to the US... and soon after arriving, Lennon called him up and asked if he'd come play some studio sessions on his upcoming album Imagine... can you imagine?! Then I look over at the other table and see two Shakespearean scholars riffing and improving on the proper casing spacing for windows in Iambic Pentameter... I love my job! edit to add: I'm pushing Peter every other day to get in touch with UA and re-release It's Been a Long Time. I can't find any digital representation of it, only vynil at the moment. Hoping he'll get that ball rolling... especially with Spencer's recent passing, get some more of his work out to the youngsters... or maybe it's time I get another turn table and return to the real stuff. I heard last year, vynil out sold cd's for the first time in decades...

'Murica seems to me to be one large many interconnected, highly legislated, finely honed, nauseating parts in a machine of financial predation... Both parties sicken me... one a bit less than the other.

Interesting... to me, there is no meaningful separation of 'material' and 'spiritual' anywhere. Spirit is not something which is not a thing that exists 'out there' somewhere apart from here where i am... what i am. Material is dense, slow vibration that may seem solid and mundane, since I can interact with it easily. But there is no solid thing anywhere in life or nature. Near the source, all 'things' are varying frequencies of vibration. Ephemeral, gossamer patterns of fluidic ever shifting energies. Never static, and never solid. I think because we can and do interact with 'material' reality so readily and 'easily' it can be overlooked and undervalued. Demoted to 'mere material'. When for me the exact opposite is my experience. For me spirit imbues every manifest form, from stone to plant to planet to turd in a puddle. Spirit imbues the manifest and manifestation is spiritual motion. We humans seem readily wired, trained or prone (or all three) to overlook the miraculous nature of the simple, the 'ordinary'. I contend there are more miracles occuring in one square meter of 'ordinary' earth, than there are recorded in all the libraries of mankind throughout history, combined. But this is only my take on it, my experience of it... not claiming it as the truth... it's my truth, for now.

I hold to the notion that of much of Darwin's observations seem to have been either unread by modern folks, or ignored/dismissed in favor of casting his entire observational treatise about the systems of nature, into the catch phrase 'Survival of the fittest', which in our times, ever so conveniently focuses almost solely on how it applies to not just to the thriving of an individual species (at the implied expense of all others) out of all of co-mingling life; but often only to specific individuals within a species... with an even more insidious bend toward how actions taken by an individual and abilities possessed can result in that one individual's gain to the implied loss of the rest. A constant source of 'scarcity' mentality that is it seems to me, an unavoidable illness of experienced reality in the mindset of the overcrowded, imbalanced and wholly uncivilized atmosphere of 'civilization' that most modern humans now find themselves born into. And always with assinine notion, this havoc wreaking mental bend that all change (particularly human instigated) somehow is always improving things. This has not been my experience this life. Not all change, and particularly not change wrought by modern human linguistic thinking results in what I consider improvement. Nature as competition is a modern 'civilized' notion to me. Which is wholly uncivilized and alien to any Natural Mindset where Nature is experienced not as something to be conquered, but is known as home... source of all vitality and abundance. There are no need for grocery stores in a natural mindset. The world is the grocery store when living naturally. It's only when we stack up upon one another in unmindful masses that scarcity becomes the norm... and this is the very foundation of civilized living in modern times. My Sami ancestors roamed from the Arctic Circle of Northern Scandanavia, across Siberia and into the steppes of the Mongols. And they have a saying that i embody in the fluid vibrations of my very blood and awareness.. my home is within me it follows me wherever i wander All of the world is my home. Is my grocery store. If I can see it. Scarcity mindset... seems saturated everywhere in civilization. Makes sense really, as when you're overpopulated and utterly dependent on the crops and animals grown by others and your water supplied by others... the notion and drive to hoard and that you are in constant competition seems unavoidable, because you are in constant competition. Ever on the brink of not having enough. whatever that is. It's a spiritual and mental illness as I see it. One that saps so much vitality from our core being and has caused humanity as a whole to embody uncivilized conditioning the more it 'evolves'. Civilization, in its sedentary and overpopulated state, is inherently unsustainable and we prove this ever more drastically each passing decade. Whereas a forest is the very demonstration of augmenting oppositional forces that runs utterly counter to the notion of competition as the driving force of life. The fungus in the soil of the forest, transmits minerals from areas where it is abundant, to areas where it is scarce, in order to help foster the vitality of the roots of the trees and shrubs that depend on them to thrive, thus causing the fungus, which relies on the roots, to thrive as well... Or spend a bit of time snorkeling the shallows of kelp forests if you get a chance. Life is endlessly augmenting and supporting itself. Everywhere. Intrinsic to all life is an unfolding interwoven, co-arising utterly reciprocal and self augmenting and supportive process... The five elements and their eternal flow and relational shifting into and out of one another in the myriad forms (like the body typing these words, or the eyes and mind reading them). YinYang. TingSung. Tzujan. De. I've always resonated with Bohr's notion of Darwin's Observations and that is, Contraria Sunt Complementa. Opposites are complimentary. Opposing forces augment each other. Life is not competetive, it is explorative. The myriad forces augment and diminish each other in fluidic unfoldingness. beingness Oh shit! It's raining! first rain in months!!! later!