14.8.14

undoing

"Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation." ~ Jean Arp

22.7.14

sensory experience pt. 1

welcome to a new series called sensory experience.


Part 1: Alice Coltrane and George Tjungurrayi ( Aboriginal artist )








19.7.14

talking book.



he always speaks the truth.

the number crunchers

Feeling like an animal, silent, huddled mass, pulling myself to and from my workplace. Like a tiger pace in a cage, merely existing, dream of ancient lands. Fatigued and listless, I'm left with just enough mental energy to seek pleasure; food, sleep, something on TV. Brain too tired to will itself in to great depths. Instead it focuses on the time, transport, iPhone, faces on the train, facebook..






Billboards, street signs, sushi stands, railway lines, traffic lights, rubbish bins, shop windows, cigarette butts, skate park, rooftop vistas, concrete avenues sprawling all directions.






images: Study in Pixel by Patrick Garbit on Behance

12.7.14

can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail; a smile from a veil

















Supermoon today, no filter.

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quote in title from Pink Floyd ~ Wish You Were Here, some of the truest words ever spoken.

11.7.14

dreaming awake at the end of time

just happened across this talk by McKenna. unexpectedly and very acutely he answers, not until the very end, a rather profound question i've had lately.




sinoia caves





psych ambient dreams.

9.7.14

"nothing means anything anymore. there's too much of everything."





"I've been thinking a lot about what we lost when we lost Kurt Vonnegut, and the main thing that keeps coming to mind is that we lost a moral voice. We lost a very reasonable and credible - though not to say staid or toothless - voice who helped us know how to live.
      With the internet, god bless it, we are absolutely overrun with commentary and opinions. Can't tell just yet, but so far, this seems fine. The access for everyone - commentators and their audiences - is more democratically available, and this is surely good. We have a million or so people offering daily advice, insight, perspective, and the occasional attempt to help us live in better harmony with our planet and our fellow humans. On the other hand, to get attention on the internet (and on television, for that matter), a commentator, more often than not, has to be loud, radical, or insane. And so the vast majority of such commentary is all three.
      Then we have our novelists and short-story writers. By comparison, these people seem sane and well mannered. The catch is, they are, by and large, very quiet. They toil in the woods or on campuses or in Brooklyn, and they are so polite that they would never tell anyone, let alone their readers, how to live. And so the majority of contemporary literature, though it truly is brilliant and wonderful in myriad ways, is also free of moral instruction.
     Now, I'm not saying that literature must tell us how to live, or must offer clear moral directives. No. No. I'm not saying that, internet commentators. But I am saying that it's okay for some contemporary literature to do so. In a pluralistic literary environment - and we need such a thing, we need to maintain it, to nourish it so that dozens of styles and genres can coexist free of the misguided notion that there is one miraculous form that obviates all others - in such an environment, couldn't there be a few writers who come out and say, "This is bad, that is good?"
     But precious few writers do so. We have collectively shrunk from any clear instructive point in our work. As a result, our stories are full of lovely sentences and nuance, but they are also lacking, too often, in punch."

~David Eggers, from his foreward in While Mortals Sleep a posthumous collection of short stories by Kurt Vonnegut.

1.6.14

destroy your reality

"Sometimes you just have to throw a grenade on your life and then jump." ~Robyn Davidson in Tracks



25.5.14

NOstalgia

Strange. I've become to some degree anti-nostalgic, aesthetically and in my general way of thinking: There's nothing but the road ahead, unfounded and full of mystery. What good can come of looking at the way things were?

But I'm starting to wonder, what if it doesn't slow you down all that much when you look back; in fact, maybe it doesn't slow you down at all, but enhances you. Adds depth, and character.  Because no matter how nostalgic you get, and try to emulate the spirit of the past, you essentially are the present, rooted there. Tangled in the zeitgeists of today.




23.5.14

Slim Barrett

"When I was a kid I used to hang out at the local blacksmiths and the undertakers where I picked up loads of tricks."
 from AnOther interview, here

19.5.14

oroma elewa
















beautiful Oroma Elewa, editor/founder Pop'Africana. She is def one of the trillest women out there

18.5.14

Earth scapes

Full Moon at Sea ~


Earth. Home. Destroyed. by DREAM KOALA

12.5.14

@ mo' spheric [[[[[[Lyk Eno :



Been listening to a bit of ambient music as of late, discovering Brian Eno... the guy's put out plenty an album, gonna take me a while to dig through...

9.5.14

online birthday party

I attended an online birthday party / performance the other weekend, hosted by Daniel Satele. The occasion was a live stream of Satele performing songs from Youtube in his bathroom, which lasted 30-odd minutes - I can't remember exactly - which, once finished, automatically disappeared into the ether, kind of like that of a Snapchat. His performance was amusing, the songs were quite retrospective yet the whole thing was imbued with "presence". It had me thinking YES - I need more online events in my life. As someone who seems to be constantly removed from real-life social situations (my friends have scattered different parts of the world and I've now relocated to Brisbane where I know like one person) I have trouble resolving a sense of "togetherness" when my social life is so fragmented. It seems strange that the online space is the glue that holds it all together, I mean via social media and email and blogging etc. I feel less alone, and more expressive, and as a result "happier", and more "complete". It's kind of absurd, but clearly it works.



Nai Palm x Low Leaf



Wow %^$*#~@! Nai Palm from Hiatus Kaiyote (Aus) and Low Leaf (LA) playing a show together. Gonna be mind altering. If you're in Brisbane you should def come along.

Low Leaf will be playing Melbourne and NZ too.

....More news to come.... ;)




earth


earth is a surreal place to be.