Well, see what you think – Who knows if it’s True, per se, but wouldn’t it be great? NESARA stands for the National Economic Security And Reformation Act, a law passed in 2000 after a 1993 US Supreme Court ruling in favor of the Farmer’s Union. [Remember Willie Nelson and all those Farm Aid shows in the early 90’s?] Seems US banks fradulently foreclosed on a whole bunch of farms with collusion of the US govt. – there’s also something in here about the income tax amendment never being properly ratified. There’s a gag order involved, and even a connection to September 11th – which may be enough to keep some of you from checking out the website for yourself. For the rest of us, undaunted, there is a world court ruling from three years ago that insists 182 countries honor NESARA. The nesara.us website is a govt. site, which adds to the speculation and confirms what everybody hates about the media situation in this country…
Please investigate and use your critical thinking skills, and then respond – I’m curious to know what you think.
Oh, and while you’re at it, may I recommend checking out the perspective of those kool kats from Oly; CrimethInc. who offer a free thinking philosophy that defines Capitalism as Disorder in its most developed form – systematic disorder, that must be maintained by ever-escalating exertions of force.
I love it when people find ways to articulate other paradigms. Another good source for this emerging worldview are the Burning Man folks. The 10 Principles that guide Regional Communities: 1. Radical Inclusion 2.Gifting economy 3. Decommodification 4. Radical Self-Reliance 5. Radical Self-Expression 6. Communal Effort 7. Civic Responsibility 8. Leaving No Trace 9.Participation 10. Immediacy…
These are principles I can get behind.
Do It Your way – but join your spirit to that flame.
What is it with time? Today, friday August 12 2005, is Day 18 on the Mayan calendar, a GAP day named Yellow Reflection Road. It is also the day that my friend Tim was born, 30 years ago. He died on February 13, six months ago tomorrow. So today I’ve been singing the songs he loved and shared with me, and remembering fondly the way we spent his birthday last summer: up in a treehouse with our friend Caryn, reading poems. He shared his mythology with us, his mystery with the sea. Then we let a lost dog walk us through the neighborhood. You learn someone when you go along on their birthday. A walk is different when the dog is deciding.
i began the poetica page on this site tonight. I’ll keep feeding this repository with complementary poetry as we go along here, and for this day, 2 offerings:
not a wilderness – one about penguins and grief that i wrote down today, and XV.returning home – a snippet from a long piece that i began in the wake of a trip down to california while Tim was getting ready to complete his journey.
Also, please check out the world peace calendar on the link to your right. I’m finding it to be a working synthesis of many systems – gregorian, mayan, tonal, numerology, astrology, ecology, runes, i ching, feng shui.
and quotes, like this one from Machiavelli:
“There is nothing more difficult to plan, more doubtful of success nor more dangerous to manage than the creation of a new system. For the initiator has the enmity of all who would profit by the preservation of the old system and merely lukewarm defenders in those who would gain by the new one.”
Certain frustrations continue to ring true. In tribute to Tim I bring this up because perhaps what got to him most was this frustration. I bring this up also because it is not true across the board, and because the folks offering “adventure in the rebirth of a Cosmic Culture…come along!” do not seem to be bound by this perspective’s limitations.
I’m ready for the proverbial new paradigm. And it has to do with Time.
this from melissa, kindred in NYC
In sailing terms, when one has sailed too close to shore, or managed to ignore any charts or warnings and run into a sand bar or generally shallow waters, it’s called running aground.
For the first time, maybe ever, I have something to say about the Last Supper. Only I’m not going to say it yet. For now, I’ll recommend that you pick up the latest Adbusters, which is an Art Fart issue, with a classical and peculiarly timeless portrait on the front.
There was a conversation last night about what kind of dust mask would keep auto emission particulates from entering the lungs of a bicyclist on their way home through traffic.
I imagined custom lightweight masks like construction workers dealing with asbestos demolition or black mold might wear – and what a visceral impact the simple fact of a person riding up on their bike in one would make from the perspective of a rear view mirror.
I imagined the old skull and crossbones tricked out in gas mask and bicycle spokes. Somebody with a graphic eye could have a lot of fun with this one. Little stickers, all over town.
“I believe true art offers the greatest reflection the world can have of itself. It is concise and brutally honest.” – Carly Sorge
“money is a kind of poetry”, the Wallace Stevens quote goes, and The Breakdown so Far (on the subject of literature), by M.A.C. Farrant, ends:
Considered the ideas we funnel into art: the sexual ones; the lives of resurgence; absence; playfulness; merriment; weird fantasy; fakes; fresh views merrily running; making reckless irony enlightenment, a spectacle of encounter; making it very shiny; filling it with heart; spending the world; making melodies of essential truths; creating symphonies, Czeslaws of wonder, everyone with a measure of delight, everyone capable of levitation; remembering former artists and the singular stroke, O’Keefe, for one, and the sublimity of her vision; remembering the lovely black recourse of Burroughs and the days spent in cafes bemoaning the brass consciousness of others; remembering Nabokov’s grim monster of commonsense and how it must be shot dead; constructing a mental aerobics with stories that include love and the slap of explanation; that include nerve, unadorned; finding what excites, finally, like something pure.
Here’s another: “The thing I hate most about advertising is that it attracts all the bright, creative and ambitious young people, leaving us mainly with the slow and self-obsessed to become our artists. Modern art is a disaster area – never in the field of human history has so much been used by so many to say so little.” – Bansky
And 3 Questions to finish off this teaser:
Does art have the ability to significantly change the world?
Is art that’s created for a market necessarily compromised?
Is spirituality central to a responsible and relevant social role for art?
“… Art need not be spiritual – it is practical, empowering. The human spirit will not be liberated by ‘spirituality’ but by action.”
go and do. stand up for your ears.