The devil stops by as guest in Seth Meyers Weekend Update in this SNL sketch commenting on Westboro Baptist Church members who were protesting about "God Hating Gays". The devil goes on to stay… “First of all, God doesn’t hate gay people — God doesn’t hate anyone, that’s his whole thing. God doesn’t even hate me! I mean, he’s disappointed in me, you know, but he doesn’t hate me.”
It is truly sinister how people take such a concept as God out of context and use him towards detestable means. The church in so many instances a more than embarrassing illustration.
Below an excerpt by Henry Ward Beecher that might ignite a small fragment of what God is by way of Jesus, because if we wish to put God on a human level, we must do so through Jesus´ teachings. God, who is infinite does not entirely fit into a mortal mind. Jesus, being the person who brought such concepts into human consciousness; first being man, living as Son of Man and Son of God by example, is our closest platform. The passage also an exemplification of what we’ve forgotten and misunderstood.
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The spirituality of God, the fact that religion is an affection of the soul, and not a routine of action, that God is a universal God, the same everywhere, accessible to all of every nation without other labor than that of lifting up pure thoughts to him, and that he dwells in the heavens yet is present everywhere, so that no one need seek him on the high mountain, nor in any special temple, but may find him near, in their very hearts, this was taught by the prophets, by Samuel as really as by Isaiah, by Moses as clearly as by his successors.
But the knowledge was practically lost. If the clearer minds of a few discerned it, yet it was to the many indistinct, being veiled, and even buried, by the ritual, the priestly offices, and the superstitious sanctity given to temples and altars. Men felt in some
mysterious way they derived a fitness to approach God by what the altar, the priest, or the influences of the sacred place did for them. That a holy God demanded purity in those who approached him, they knew; but they did not realize that he himself purified -by his very presence- those who came to him.
The filial relationship of every human heart to God did not enter moral consciousness of men until they learned it in Jesus Christ. In him every man became a priest, his heart an altar, and his love the only offering required. Men were loosed from the ministration of ordinances, of rituals, of days, moons, and the whole paraphernalia of a gorgeous and laborious external system, and henceforth the poor, the untaught, the sinful, had a God near at hand and easy of access. He was no longer to be regarded as a monarch, but as a Father. No longer was it to be taught that he reigned to levy exactions, but to pour boundless treasure out of his own heart upon the needy. God sought those who before sought him. The priest stood no nearer to God than the humblest peasant.
-All the expedients of external worship in this world are but crutches to a weak soul. The true worship is in Spirit. It requires neither altar, nor priest, nor uttered prayer, but only the grateful heart, open before HIm who knows better than anyone can tell HIm all that men would say.-
The Life of Jesus The Christ
Henry Ward Beecher
* The poor being those who are weak in mind, heart, spirit, body.
* The sinful those who live in prolonged falseness.
* Grateful being someone elated about being alive, a heart full of life, isn’t life after all what makes us brothers?
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I mention the Westboro Baptist Church protests that have btw been going on since 1991!!! to depict in an extreme way how in MAN institutions have failed, Beecher makes clear note, he implies how many have missed the central message of what Jesus came to do, it’s astounding how 2012 years after some still have an obscure notion. And the church, seriously??? It’s like an institution founded on universal love promoting hate - killing for power, or a free country promoting censorship – killing for power, or a country oblivious to present civil war – killing for power.
A B S U R D, right?
I'll leave each of you to further questioning.
Coming back to the point of the church and so I don’t get too dark, I’d be inclined to think a lot of people had no idea how straightforward the whole thing is and should be. No rituals, no ceremonies, no asceticism required to have direct contact with God if one seeks him out with an honest heart. (I sound like an infomercial) All too easy? It is. So why have we screwed it up? I have a theory.
Beecher underlines the base idea in Jesus´ teaching:
The conciliation of God and Man.
How man approached God a priori of Jesus, since his coming, takes a radical shift. We are invited through love to direct contact with God without artifice, as fellow brothers of Jesus and each other, as fellow sons of God. Why has man then been so keen on taking pure ideas as freedom, equality, love and misconstrue them into power and control? Does he not feel reconciled? Is his heart not sincere? ... I find it curious when I hear people blame institutions or each other for personal failures, the church, government, education, family, the etcetera line is too long. Has anyone ever asked themselves who created and subscribed to for centuries to these manmade institutions?
WE HAVE.
Holy shit when anyone believed “God hates Gays”, yes even those out there who are in fact gay and believed something you didn’t personally explore. How well do we know what we’re professing, let alone sustaining such a repulsive sense upon? And it goes both ways, either the church towards gays or gays toward the church. Let´s keep in mind that it is in any manifestation of ignorance where hate may arise.
In what moment did you give anyone-anything the power over your soul?
* If you´re still reading, you do in fact believe in a soul, if you wish to put it in somewhat tangible terms, the soul is the recipient of your conscious, unconscious, subconscious, and preconscious. It differs from the Spirit, which I believe to be a collective oneness.
It is evident we are the ones who either enter into something ignorantly or are too rigid, critical or arrogant to view it in sincere subjective objectivity. We went to automated church, stayed at some job, voted for whomever, enrolled at this school, married that person, supported that ideology, and even dared to blame a God we didn’t believe in. And what seems even more astounding is information is there, today more than ever, the mind can be easily quenched, the heart- ideally be open, body-evidently, the Spirit first and foremost; we have it all, yet we still place the blame outside. I don’t say this for us to fall upon guilt or self-victimization, but to wake up to a notion of acceptance - we are the ones to be held accountable, denial or transference is no longer an option. We have made this, and in us lives the possibility of anything different. It is not some invisible evil person behind a desk, or some church, it is us.
We live in a world where everything or a good part of everything hasn’t lived up to our perfect expectations. Today what makes us think we can do any better? In my eyes the answer is simple: If we demand democracy, liberty, love, equality, justice, honesty; we must put it forth in equal measure. First in ourselves, then in others and other endeavors. Basic math. We might fail at first, but trying our best will bring us closer. What’s at fault is we’ve demanded way more than what we’ve given, our structures are obviously imbalanced. Responsibility is essential, in acknowledging individual responsibility however small, some true sense of collective change may come to spark.
Behind these grandiose ideas of love, equality, freedom, peace, lie the foundations where most institutions were built, there IS truth -we are the ones who also figured those out, but the road toward such truths are journeys, never destinations. Journeys willing to shift over time in perspective and inclusion, protected from personal and/or mutual cynicism and passions. In a transitory world such as the one we live, absolutes destroy more than edify. When man has fallen comfortable in his place of power it is in such comforts where corruption nests.
I would think of how does one makes an un-absolute-something-anything-everything, one containing infinite or gleams of infinite knowledge, wisdom, love, grace. A hint is it’s already inherent in every single man and it’s not something we can acquire, buy, or make, but it is something we can enhance, brighten, and polish. In each of us the DECISION to stop living falsely through hate, indifference, idleness, corruption, ego.
This is once more an invitation to evaluate what you think you know. Inform yourself. Think for yourself. Be free of the proscriptions of a half dead society. Look deeper, don’t conform to the surface of anything, not even your pretty little selves. After you’ve done this in all humility and honesty, ask where haven’t YOU lived up to what you believe in and see how that has taken a major toll on everything around you.
The teachings of Jesus came to bring freedom to the conditioned heart set by certain establishments, to undo the automated hegemonies of the manmade institution. I mention his example in hope of remembering and taking as living reference what true revolutionaries and prophets do; singlehandedly “confront the false spirit of the age”. I believe we are at a time where enough blood of innocents, geniuses, prophets, saviours has been shed. It is our turn.
We have been marked by a generation who turned us on to individualism, but a negative one; one that is egotistical and feels autonomous from others, we are the resented generation. What if this individualism, which would no longer be called “individualism”, balanced and leaned towards its positive pole? We’re already halfway there.
Individually. Together.
*All of the previous has 90% base in the Bible, specifically Romans and the four gospels, The Life of Jesus the Christ by Henry Ward Beecher, and popular culture (in that order), in case anyone wishes to not take my word for it, which is what I’d encourage you to do.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
SEE.THROUGH
Painting by Dennis Wojtkiewicz
“In a state of grace, one sometimes perceives the deep beauty, hitherto unattainable, of another person. And everything acquires a kind of halo which is not imaginary: it comes from the splendor of the almost mathematical light emanating from people and things. One starts to feel that everything in existence—whether people or things—breathes and exhales the subtle light of energy. The world’s truth is impalpable.”—Clarice Lispector
via. but does it float
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Cuando Intuiciones Se Encuentran (O NO) / VENDER vs. SER
Si tuviéramos que escoger entre autonomía o que nos digan qué queremos, qué hacer y cómo hacerlo, qué escogeríamos?
¿No brainer verdad?... Se sorprenderían.
Firmemente soy partidaria de creer en el espíritu del ser humano para tomar decisiones de la mejor manera que ve, sabe y puede. En una búsqueda personal por humildad e igualdad (que antes no tenía) comprendí a base de putazos que cada quien (o por lo menos gente con buenas o intentos de buenas intenciones) actúa en base a la máxima capacidad de su consciencia y voluntad. A mayor consciencia mayor capacidad de tener una voluntad libre-congruente en pensamiento, sentimiento y acto; una que piensa, siente y actúa en sincronía. Pongo mi confianza en la capacidad intuitiva y cognitiva de la gente, en una esperanza sin tiempos que ve el valor intrínseco del humano, se equivoque o no, arriba del juicio que simplifica y descarta. Aunque el humano suela decepcionar (a si mismo antes que a nadie mas), hay sustancias visibles e invisibles infinitamente más sólidas donde existe una inteligencia viva que nos entrelaza con todo otro por ende nos hace iguales. Yo lo veo como Dios, tú lo puedes ver como quieras.
Menciono esto por que ayer me topé con dos cosas que me hicieron evaluarlo. Una frase de un libro que estoy leyendo llamado Air Guitar, ensayos sobre arte y democracia, y un comentario hecho por mi tío , aconsejando a su hijo de 18 años sobre relaciones, por que acababa de tener su primera y más dolorosa desilusión amorosa.
“Anybody who can´t sell a handful of air with a dream in it doesn´t deserve to call himself an American (Insert Nationality Here), much less an art dealer.”
Dave Hickey, Air Guitar
Esta frase de Dave me hizo preguntarme cuál es la manera más directa y transparente de interactuar con otro ser humano: Vendiéndote (selling a handful of air with a dream) o confiando en la capacidad de comprensión invisible tuya y de la otra persona o sea, el encuentro de dos intuiciones que se reconocen y se filtran hacia la cognición? Ya que soy muy mala vendedora, opto por pensar que quitando todo juicio falso y superficial que solemos hacer acerca de otra persona basado en lo que vende, hay un lenguaje que va más allá de la superficie. Respondiendo a través del lenguaje intuitivo y confiando en el, ayuda a comprender que ni somos lo que pensamos que somos, ni lo que decimos que somos, ni lo que pensamos que estamos vendiendo. O consideran que su supuesta identidad (la que tiene cuatro hermanos, papás divorciados, lee a Hermann Hesse, estudió Moda, disfruta películas de Gondry, prefiere la cerveza ámbar y ve atardeceres -reitero soy mala vendedora-) resume lo que realmente son? Da una idea vaga, pero diluye la materia.
En dónde estamos poniendo nuestra certeza para evaluar:
En qué tan efectivamente alguien te vende aire (una idea)…
o
En qué tan efectivamente tu consciencia está equipada para captar la esencia de la idea?
Suena muy bonita la teoría y faltan pasos, ahí van, el problema que observo reside en que la gente no sabe qué quiere y mucho menos quién es, en efecto se produce una necesidad exterior de información que desvía y entretiene, quieres que alguien te diga qué hacer ya que tu identidad está revuelta y diluida, entonces la solución más corta es la predilecta. Decido en base a pequeños puntos de encuentro frívolos. Esta es la sociedad actual. Una crisis individual que ha goteado y permeado prácticamente toda práctica e institución colectiva por demasiados años. ¿Dónde quedó la autenticidad y el estomago para digerirla? Hoy interacciones humanas están basadas en qué tan bien vendes el producto, que falso sería el intercambio si un lado no viene preparado con buena retórica, con una mente que cuestiona y que formula preguntas que analizan aquello que te están vendiendo. Todo estaría (está) chueco, con puntos extras para el oportunista. La realidad es que no nos han enseñado a hacernos las preguntas indicadas, sí pero no. La carencia de herramientas nos ha hecho cojos.
Al punto de mi tío, pasando por cierta crisis en su matrimonio le dio a mi primo ésta perla de consejo…
“Nunca te puedes ir de nalgas por una mujer, no puedes dejarla saber que te tiene seguro, ni en el amor ni en el dinero.”
PUFFFFF FUCK ME si ese futuro es lo que le espera a alguien tanto en un matrimonio o en una relación. ¡Qué hipocresía! Ahí el claro ejemplo del emotional baggage que nos dejan como herencia nuestros padres en amor hacia nosotros (sin sarcasmo) y quién los puede culpar, ellos tratando de darnos el mejor consejo para evitarnos su sufrimiento… Aquí es donde regreso a mi idea inicial de tener empatía con las consciencias y acciones de la gente, they fucking don´t know any better. Más sí hay consecuencias, la realidad es que se construye exactamente lo opuesto de ahorrarnos dolor, nos hacen espejo de el.
Cómo relacioné la frase de Dave con la de mi tío, la intuición y el ser?
Que nuestro bagaje emocional funciona como la base de nuestro carácter, ahí la crisis de identidad, ahí la falta de intuición. Cuando sólo te estás viendo como reflejo de alguien o algo más, cómo puedes verte en materia tangible de algo verdadero? Andamos como espectros de otras personas, de otra vida. Con toda honestidad y algo de tristeza no sé qué tan listos estemos para la sinceridad y una sinceridad ilimitada y sin miedo, lo digo ya que nuestros complejos están mega saturados con todo ese bagaje que llevamos cargando desde ese día que tú papá te dijo que le hicieras al juego para no salir como imbécil. Hoy veo cómo es que se plantan ideas falsas y cómo hacen raíz en nuestro inconciente y nosotros sin ninguna base firme en nada, la creemos y nos formamos alrededor de ello. Me es impactante nuestra poca capacidad para discernir, para no escoger, para comprar lo que claramente no le ha dado resultado a nadie ya entrados en el momento en que nos dimos cuenta. Si alguien alguna vez consideró culpar a Dios, el único responsable es el humano que se conforma con lo inmediato, con lo que cree que sabe, con lo que le dijeron.
Entonces vuelvo a preguntar, ¿qué queremos? Que nos vendan aire o que aprendamos a intuir y a formular pensamientos en base a un cuestionamiento profundo, real, entrelazado…
Por mi lado seguiré pensando que la intuición es la base de construcción para cualquier relación, e intentaré confirmar que más allá de cómo te vendes, un intercambio verdadero se da en planos más avanzados que el físico. Mi decisión, voluntad y destino se moldean a partir de qué tan despejada está mi intuición y la tuya. Concluiría que es un 80% encuentro de intuiciones y cogniciones que ayudan a evaluar algo por lo que realmente es, 20% lenguaje.
Más en un mundo ideal me encantaría no tenerte que vender la idea de mi.
¿No brainer verdad?... Se sorprenderían.
Firmemente soy partidaria de creer en el espíritu del ser humano para tomar decisiones de la mejor manera que ve, sabe y puede. En una búsqueda personal por humildad e igualdad (que antes no tenía) comprendí a base de putazos que cada quien (o por lo menos gente con buenas o intentos de buenas intenciones) actúa en base a la máxima capacidad de su consciencia y voluntad. A mayor consciencia mayor capacidad de tener una voluntad libre-congruente en pensamiento, sentimiento y acto; una que piensa, siente y actúa en sincronía. Pongo mi confianza en la capacidad intuitiva y cognitiva de la gente, en una esperanza sin tiempos que ve el valor intrínseco del humano, se equivoque o no, arriba del juicio que simplifica y descarta. Aunque el humano suela decepcionar (a si mismo antes que a nadie mas), hay sustancias visibles e invisibles infinitamente más sólidas donde existe una inteligencia viva que nos entrelaza con todo otro por ende nos hace iguales. Yo lo veo como Dios, tú lo puedes ver como quieras.
Menciono esto por que ayer me topé con dos cosas que me hicieron evaluarlo. Una frase de un libro que estoy leyendo llamado Air Guitar, ensayos sobre arte y democracia, y un comentario hecho por mi tío , aconsejando a su hijo de 18 años sobre relaciones, por que acababa de tener su primera y más dolorosa desilusión amorosa.
“Anybody who can´t sell a handful of air with a dream in it doesn´t deserve to call himself an American (Insert Nationality Here), much less an art dealer.”
Dave Hickey, Air Guitar
Esta frase de Dave me hizo preguntarme cuál es la manera más directa y transparente de interactuar con otro ser humano: Vendiéndote (selling a handful of air with a dream) o confiando en la capacidad de comprensión invisible tuya y de la otra persona o sea, el encuentro de dos intuiciones que se reconocen y se filtran hacia la cognición? Ya que soy muy mala vendedora, opto por pensar que quitando todo juicio falso y superficial que solemos hacer acerca de otra persona basado en lo que vende, hay un lenguaje que va más allá de la superficie. Respondiendo a través del lenguaje intuitivo y confiando en el, ayuda a comprender que ni somos lo que pensamos que somos, ni lo que decimos que somos, ni lo que pensamos que estamos vendiendo. O consideran que su supuesta identidad (la que tiene cuatro hermanos, papás divorciados, lee a Hermann Hesse, estudió Moda, disfruta películas de Gondry, prefiere la cerveza ámbar y ve atardeceres -reitero soy mala vendedora-) resume lo que realmente son? Da una idea vaga, pero diluye la materia.
En dónde estamos poniendo nuestra certeza para evaluar:
En qué tan efectivamente alguien te vende aire (una idea)…
o
En qué tan efectivamente tu consciencia está equipada para captar la esencia de la idea?
Suena muy bonita la teoría y faltan pasos, ahí van, el problema que observo reside en que la gente no sabe qué quiere y mucho menos quién es, en efecto se produce una necesidad exterior de información que desvía y entretiene, quieres que alguien te diga qué hacer ya que tu identidad está revuelta y diluida, entonces la solución más corta es la predilecta. Decido en base a pequeños puntos de encuentro frívolos. Esta es la sociedad actual. Una crisis individual que ha goteado y permeado prácticamente toda práctica e institución colectiva por demasiados años. ¿Dónde quedó la autenticidad y el estomago para digerirla? Hoy interacciones humanas están basadas en qué tan bien vendes el producto, que falso sería el intercambio si un lado no viene preparado con buena retórica, con una mente que cuestiona y que formula preguntas que analizan aquello que te están vendiendo. Todo estaría (está) chueco, con puntos extras para el oportunista. La realidad es que no nos han enseñado a hacernos las preguntas indicadas, sí pero no. La carencia de herramientas nos ha hecho cojos.
Al punto de mi tío, pasando por cierta crisis en su matrimonio le dio a mi primo ésta perla de consejo…
“Nunca te puedes ir de nalgas por una mujer, no puedes dejarla saber que te tiene seguro, ni en el amor ni en el dinero.”
PUFFFFF FUCK ME si ese futuro es lo que le espera a alguien tanto en un matrimonio o en una relación. ¡Qué hipocresía! Ahí el claro ejemplo del emotional baggage que nos dejan como herencia nuestros padres en amor hacia nosotros (sin sarcasmo) y quién los puede culpar, ellos tratando de darnos el mejor consejo para evitarnos su sufrimiento… Aquí es donde regreso a mi idea inicial de tener empatía con las consciencias y acciones de la gente, they fucking don´t know any better. Más sí hay consecuencias, la realidad es que se construye exactamente lo opuesto de ahorrarnos dolor, nos hacen espejo de el.
Cómo relacioné la frase de Dave con la de mi tío, la intuición y el ser?
Que nuestro bagaje emocional funciona como la base de nuestro carácter, ahí la crisis de identidad, ahí la falta de intuición. Cuando sólo te estás viendo como reflejo de alguien o algo más, cómo puedes verte en materia tangible de algo verdadero? Andamos como espectros de otras personas, de otra vida. Con toda honestidad y algo de tristeza no sé qué tan listos estemos para la sinceridad y una sinceridad ilimitada y sin miedo, lo digo ya que nuestros complejos están mega saturados con todo ese bagaje que llevamos cargando desde ese día que tú papá te dijo que le hicieras al juego para no salir como imbécil. Hoy veo cómo es que se plantan ideas falsas y cómo hacen raíz en nuestro inconciente y nosotros sin ninguna base firme en nada, la creemos y nos formamos alrededor de ello. Me es impactante nuestra poca capacidad para discernir, para no escoger, para comprar lo que claramente no le ha dado resultado a nadie ya entrados en el momento en que nos dimos cuenta. Si alguien alguna vez consideró culpar a Dios, el único responsable es el humano que se conforma con lo inmediato, con lo que cree que sabe, con lo que le dijeron.
Entonces vuelvo a preguntar, ¿qué queremos? Que nos vendan aire o que aprendamos a intuir y a formular pensamientos en base a un cuestionamiento profundo, real, entrelazado…
Por mi lado seguiré pensando que la intuición es la base de construcción para cualquier relación, e intentaré confirmar que más allá de cómo te vendes, un intercambio verdadero se da en planos más avanzados que el físico. Mi decisión, voluntad y destino se moldean a partir de qué tan despejada está mi intuición y la tuya. Concluiría que es un 80% encuentro de intuiciones y cogniciones que ayudan a evaluar algo por lo que realmente es, 20% lenguaje.
Más en un mundo ideal me encantaría no tenerte que vender la idea de mi.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
T E X A S
The branch upon which the blossom hangs may be long or short, rough or smooth, strong or weak according to our expectations, but the redness of the blossom is irrevocable, and the word "red" tells us next to nothing about it. There are thousands of colors in the world and only a few hundred words to describe them, and these include similitudes like teal and peach and turquoise. So, the names we put on colors are hardly more than proper names, like Smith or Rodriguez, denoting vast, swarming, diverse families of living experience. Thus, when color signifies anything, it always signifies, as well, a respite from language and history- a position from which we may contemplate absence and death IN THE PARADISE OF THE MOMENT..
Air Guitar
Dave Hickey
Flying into the city that watched me grow up, I´ve passed through you briefly since my return to Mexico, never in such lucidity as today. I don´t think words suffice to describe internal expansion, they never do. Color might do it justice if you could only see with my eyes.
You still smell and sound and taste exactly the way you did twenty-three years ago. Like cold air on sunny days, turkey sandwiches and messy sundaes, alternative 90s music and oldies but goodies. I love you for so many intrinsic reasons a lifetime could nearly describe. You are my happiest childhood and ignorant bliss. A home built by love on Cielo Vista Rd overlooking the city that beheld it and also watched it fall apart.
Your territory majestically unfolded to create foundations, you are a great deal of the map.
Air Guitar
Dave Hickey
Flying into the city that watched me grow up, I´ve passed through you briefly since my return to Mexico, never in such lucidity as today. I don´t think words suffice to describe internal expansion, they never do. Color might do it justice if you could only see with my eyes.
You still smell and sound and taste exactly the way you did twenty-three years ago. Like cold air on sunny days, turkey sandwiches and messy sundaes, alternative 90s music and oldies but goodies. I love you for so many intrinsic reasons a lifetime could nearly describe. You are my happiest childhood and ignorant bliss. A home built by love on Cielo Vista Rd overlooking the city that beheld it and also watched it fall apart.
Your territory majestically unfolded to create foundations, you are a great deal of the map.
Friday, January 6, 2012
M É X I C O
Los siguientes posts dedicados al top 5 de los países que visitan I´LL BE YOUR MIRROR el mes pasado.
Si alguien quisiera incluir alguna imagen de su país para postearla mándenla en mi profile está mi mail.
B I E N V E N I D O S & Gracias por pasar. Me parece impresionante el alcance de éste medio y que pueda compartir y extender los bordes de mi realidad.
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The next posts dedicated to the top 5 countries that visited I´LL BE YOUR MIRROR last month.
If someone wants to include an image of their country, send it in, click my profile and you´ll find my email.
W E L C O M E & a warm thanks for visiting. I´ve never ceased being impressed by the scope of this medium (internet) and to be able to share and expand the bounds of my own reality.
Paseo de la Reforma 1870
Mi bisabuelo, escultor Jesús F. Contreras a lado de su magnum opus Malgré Tout "A pesar de Todo", completada después que le amputaron el brazo.
My great grandfather, sculpter Jesús F. Contreras next to his magnum opus Malgré Tout, Despite Everything, completed after the amputation of his arm.
Palacio de Bellas Artes
Chichén itzá
Si alguien quisiera incluir alguna imagen de su país para postearla mándenla en mi profile está mi mail.
B I E N V E N I D O S & Gracias por pasar. Me parece impresionante el alcance de éste medio y que pueda compartir y extender los bordes de mi realidad.
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The next posts dedicated to the top 5 countries that visited I´LL BE YOUR MIRROR last month.
If someone wants to include an image of their country, send it in, click my profile and you´ll find my email.
W E L C O M E & a warm thanks for visiting. I´ve never ceased being impressed by the scope of this medium (internet) and to be able to share and expand the bounds of my own reality.
Paseo de la Reforma 1870
Mi bisabuelo, escultor Jesús F. Contreras a lado de su magnum opus Malgré Tout "A pesar de Todo", completada después que le amputaron el brazo.
My great grandfather, sculpter Jesús F. Contreras next to his magnum opus Malgré Tout, Despite Everything, completed after the amputation of his arm.
Palacio de Bellas Artes
Chichén itzá
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Hold On
As the 2011 sun dove into the pacific for the last time, this song played on. And so it goes.
Holy Blindness, Holy Sight.
Holy Blindness, Holy Sight.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
WE´RE HERE
Four days into 12 and this is my wish for whomever stumbles upon the subjective journal of my world.
Light in all its manifestations is the wish, and hopefully each star on this image, text, and eventually when translated into the real night sky and you´re looking up at it, may be a reminder of that.
Yes, I know, I´ve disembogued into some variant of peace & love, yet trying to edit out the parts that sometimes make me wanna hurl...
On that note, there´s nothing left to say.
The real life of the heart is always unfolding in silence; and men of large natures carry in the center of their hearts a secret garden or a silent wilderness.
Beecher
Thursday, December 22, 2011
The Closet Voyeur
The Closet Voyeur along with The Story Bureau visited home for your eye delight and mine.
Below some photos, view whole post here.
Below some photos, view whole post here.
Michell Halley from The Story Bureau on Vimeo.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Acrónico
Este animal está conformado por tiempo. Carente de cualidades espaciales, no puede ser percibido por sensibilidad alguna. Sin embargo, hay quienes afirman haberlo notado entre los límites de la conciencia; otros, haberlo escuchado en la progresiva absorción de los sonidos. Se le ha descrito como el desconocido reflejo de un espejo frente a la absoluta ausencia de materia, también como aquel lugar al que miramos fijamente cuando no se mira a ningún lado. No se sabe si es un parásito del hombre o al revés. Dicen que sistemas numéricos y formas geométricas son algunos de los resultados inmediatos de la búsqueda de su historia. Se desliza silencioso entre el orden y el caos, o entre los innumerables conceptos que tenemos de ellos. Al parecer, los grandes moldes de toda actividad humana lo configuran; por ello, permitiría una repetición minuciosa de la historia si cada uno de los actos humanos se borrase.
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Sunday, December 11, 2011
Achronia, A Shoreless Ocean
Time was not "lost", "lacking", or "subtracted". Instead, the impression was of being beyond (any conceivable personal notion or conventional constructs of) time. No time existed. Neither this word nor this writer existed.
Now you may be able to glimpse the scope of kensho´s dissolution of time. For at each end, all prior limitations have lapsed. Only vacancies remain. At left, no archer, actual or implied. No notch at that back end during infancy. No feathered interval since then. Off to the right, no arrowhead points at some imaginary future. No willful complusion must fire any arrows off toward some actionable, longed-for destination.
Instantly, the former subjective sense of "time" has opened out, at both ends, into a zero state beyond timelessness. Off to the left? Nothing retrospective. Off to the right? Nothing prospective.
What happens within that (former) narrow "window of now?" It still registers, and encodes, the ongoing sequence of unique events. Part IX stands as a testimony that certain basic immediate memory functions still continue to encode and record, even in the absence of self, at least in some parts and connections of the hippocampus. but off in either direction a yawning gap opens out where the edges of that old time frame briefly vanished into perpetuity.
What impression remains when all these other dimensions of subjective time dissolve? Various languages substitute mere abstractions for these two openings out into a vacancy. Words such as beginingless past and endless future are not quite accurate. At least, not if you read "-less" to mean that the experiant was really noticing the fact that "time" had actually been subtracted at that very moment. No, that fact is not appreciated until later.
In English, the flavor of the experience points (imperfectly) above and beyond all words and time constraints, toward
E T E R N I T Y.
Zen-Brain Reflections
James H. Austin
Now you may be able to glimpse the scope of kensho´s dissolution of time. For at each end, all prior limitations have lapsed. Only vacancies remain. At left, no archer, actual or implied. No notch at that back end during infancy. No feathered interval since then. Off to the right, no arrowhead points at some imaginary future. No willful complusion must fire any arrows off toward some actionable, longed-for destination.
Instantly, the former subjective sense of "time" has opened out, at both ends, into a zero state beyond timelessness. Off to the left? Nothing retrospective. Off to the right? Nothing prospective.
What happens within that (former) narrow "window of now?" It still registers, and encodes, the ongoing sequence of unique events. Part IX stands as a testimony that certain basic immediate memory functions still continue to encode and record, even in the absence of self, at least in some parts and connections of the hippocampus. but off in either direction a yawning gap opens out where the edges of that old time frame briefly vanished into perpetuity.
What impression remains when all these other dimensions of subjective time dissolve? Various languages substitute mere abstractions for these two openings out into a vacancy. Words such as beginingless past and endless future are not quite accurate. At least, not if you read "-less" to mean that the experiant was really noticing the fact that "time" had actually been subtracted at that very moment. No, that fact is not appreciated until later.
In English, the flavor of the experience points (imperfectly) above and beyond all words and time constraints, toward
E T E R N I T Y.
Zen-Brain Reflections
James H. Austin
Monday, December 5, 2011
Aware of My Own Ignorance
A basic option sustained on a notion of Equality. In politics, when people (myself included), are ill-informed and their idea of government revolves around misinformation or ignorance, the brain is left in some sort of obscurity towards the reality in which one lives (!!!), thus producing immobility or poorly aware choices.
In the current "light" of Mexico, maybe simplicity, and access to concise information may propose a clearer way. Leveling each member of this so called Society to what he or she is, a human, no one hightened, nor idealized, not even the politician.
Why on some basis of the collective unconscious is the politician supposed to made out of this incorruptible, to some extent unquestioned fiber, when we, in affirmation and in action do not believe it? Shouldn´t we be the first to plant incorruption to harvest that same thing?
I´ve never believed a man can be fully judged or ridiculed by a single mistake, no matter how huge, medium or small it may be. What I do believe is that the current situation with Peña Nieto has produced an invitation to consciousness, how much do I really know, or want to know about this man? Below some words that sparked awareness, not only directed at EPN, but at other elected officials who´ve headed this and every other country in the world (but mainly this one).
How do we, the majority, become smarter? Smarter for our own welfare.
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Imbeciles rise to power either by hereditary right or, if the system of choice is elective, because they possess certain demagogic talents, or very often, because it suits certain powerful interests within the community to have an imbecile in office. Most modern societies have abolished the hereditary principle in politics; idiots can no longer rule a country by right of blood. In the world of finance and industry, however, the hereditary principle is still admitted; morons and drunkards may be company directors by divine right. In the world of politics, the chances of getting imbecile leaders under an elective system could be considerably reduced by applying to politicians a few of those tests for intellectual, physical and moral fitness which we apply to the candidates for almost every other kind of job. Imagine the outcry if hotel keepers were to engage servants without demanding a "character" from their previous employers; if sea captains were chosen from homes for inebriates; or if railway companies entrusted their trains to locomotive engineers with arteriosclerosis and prostate trouble; or if civil servants were appointed and doctors allowed to practice without passing an examination! And yet, where the destinies of whole nations are at stake, we do not hesitate to entrust the direction of affairs to men of notoriously bad character; to men sodden with alcohol; to men so old and infirm that they can´t do their work or even understand what it is about; to men without ability or even education. In practically every other sphere of activity we have accepted the principle that nobody may be admitted to hold responsible positions unless he can pass an examination, show a clean bill of health and produce satifactory testimonials as to his moral character; and even then if office is given, in most cases, only on the condition that its holder shall relinquish it as soon as he reaches the threshold of age. By applying thes rudimentary precautions to politicians, we should be able to filter out of our public life a great deal of that self-satisfied stupidity, that authoritative senile incompetence, that downright dishonesty, which at present contaminate it.
On "Inequality"
Ends & Means by Aldous Huxley
In the current "light" of Mexico, maybe simplicity, and access to concise information may propose a clearer way. Leveling each member of this so called Society to what he or she is, a human, no one hightened, nor idealized, not even the politician.
Why on some basis of the collective unconscious is the politician supposed to made out of this incorruptible, to some extent unquestioned fiber, when we, in affirmation and in action do not believe it? Shouldn´t we be the first to plant incorruption to harvest that same thing?
I´ve never believed a man can be fully judged or ridiculed by a single mistake, no matter how huge, medium or small it may be. What I do believe is that the current situation with Peña Nieto has produced an invitation to consciousness, how much do I really know, or want to know about this man? Below some words that sparked awareness, not only directed at EPN, but at other elected officials who´ve headed this and every other country in the world (but mainly this one).
How do we, the majority, become smarter? Smarter for our own welfare.
-----------
Imbeciles rise to power either by hereditary right or, if the system of choice is elective, because they possess certain demagogic talents, or very often, because it suits certain powerful interests within the community to have an imbecile in office. Most modern societies have abolished the hereditary principle in politics; idiots can no longer rule a country by right of blood. In the world of finance and industry, however, the hereditary principle is still admitted; morons and drunkards may be company directors by divine right. In the world of politics, the chances of getting imbecile leaders under an elective system could be considerably reduced by applying to politicians a few of those tests for intellectual, physical and moral fitness which we apply to the candidates for almost every other kind of job. Imagine the outcry if hotel keepers were to engage servants without demanding a "character" from their previous employers; if sea captains were chosen from homes for inebriates; or if railway companies entrusted their trains to locomotive engineers with arteriosclerosis and prostate trouble; or if civil servants were appointed and doctors allowed to practice without passing an examination! And yet, where the destinies of whole nations are at stake, we do not hesitate to entrust the direction of affairs to men of notoriously bad character; to men sodden with alcohol; to men so old and infirm that they can´t do their work or even understand what it is about; to men without ability or even education. In practically every other sphere of activity we have accepted the principle that nobody may be admitted to hold responsible positions unless he can pass an examination, show a clean bill of health and produce satifactory testimonials as to his moral character; and even then if office is given, in most cases, only on the condition that its holder shall relinquish it as soon as he reaches the threshold of age. By applying thes rudimentary precautions to politicians, we should be able to filter out of our public life a great deal of that self-satisfied stupidity, that authoritative senile incompetence, that downright dishonesty, which at present contaminate it.
On "Inequality"
Ends & Means by Aldous Huxley
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Por si crees en Dios
Sólo a través de mi intuición veía posible una teoría que tocara los puntos a continuación. Llegué a toparme con la idea mediante un libro que habla de las intersecciones entre el Budismo y el Cristianismo... Aunque el término Apocatástasis sea absolutamente nuevo para mi, y lo de abajo un mero extracto de Wikipedia, me parece que define el amor infinito de Dios hacia su Creación y la esperanza de restablecer la armonía inherente, vivamos o no para verlo.
En mi noción de justicia, la profundidad de nuestras decisiones, la libertad que conlleva el libre albedrío, la causa, el efecto, me parece un trato justo. Delineando mi propio panteísmo/panenteísmo, hasta la propia personificación del mal i.e. "Lucifer" o como quieres llamarlo merece reivindicación.
Si es que la quiere, claro.
Apocatástasis
Es propio de la bondad de Dios -dice Orígenes- el que se manifieste por la creación y de su inmutabilidad el que cree desde la eternidad. El mundo de los espíritus, entre los que hay que incluir las almas de los hombres, es la primera manifestación o comunicación del Padre llevada a cabo a través del Logos. Todo humano fue creado ab aeterno y todos igualmente perfectos; y como la bondad no les pertenece por naturaleza, tendrán que decidirse a ella mediante el recto uso de su libertad. El abuso de la misma tuvo como resultado la creación del mundo sensible; en él se encuentran como en lugar de purificación mientras están como presos en cuerpos materiales. Esto no obstante, llegará el día en que todos los espíritus vengan de nuevo a Dios y aunque tengan que sufrir un fuego purificador, finalmente todos serán salvos y glorificados.
En lo expuesto hasta el momento en Orígenes ha sentado dos principios;
- Que Dios, como consecuencia de su bondad suma, ha tenido que ser el creador de unos seres espirituales y de un mundo sensible;
- Que dichos seres, con la prerrogativa de la libertad, son la única causa de la existencia del mal en el mundo.
En efecto, si Dios ha sido el principio, solamente Él puede ser el fin, "pues siempre fue semejante el fin a los comienzos", y se podrá decir que el mundo habrá alcanzado su finalidad en el momento en que la connatural resistencia entre la muerte y el demonio de una parte y Dios de otra haya desaparecido totalmente. Todos los espíritus, creados libres por Dios, conservarán eternamente su libertad y podrán simplemente elegir entre el bien y el mal: los demonios convertirse en ángeles, y viceversa, mientras que los hombres se convertirán en ángeles o demonios a no ser que hayan merecido seguir siendo hombres. No obstante, dicha evolución conocerá su término dado que la redención operada por Cristo tuvo por finalidad la restauración de todas las cosas; sin duda alguna, esta redención hace sentir paulatinamente su eficacia hasta el punto en que NADIE SERÁ SALVADO CONTRA SU VOLUNTAD. El mal no puede prevalecer con el dominio del mundo; si Dios lo permitió fue con vistas al bien; por tanto, las mismas penas de los demonios y condenados en el infierno no tienen otra finalidad que servir de enseñanza y de medicina. Así, pues -continúa Orígenes-, llegará un día en que todos los seres inteligentes, incluidos Satanás y ángeles rebeldes, entrarán de nuevo en amistad de Dios y Él "será todo en todos". Entonces todo lo no espiritual volverá a la nada y la unidad originaria de Dios y de toda criatura espiritual será restaurada.
En mi noción de justicia, la profundidad de nuestras decisiones, la libertad que conlleva el libre albedrío, la causa, el efecto, me parece un trato justo. Delineando mi propio panteísmo/panenteísmo, hasta la propia personificación del mal i.e. "Lucifer" o como quieres llamarlo merece reivindicación.
Si es que la quiere, claro.
Apocatástasis
Es propio de la bondad de Dios -dice Orígenes- el que se manifieste por la creación y de su inmutabilidad el que cree desde la eternidad. El mundo de los espíritus, entre los que hay que incluir las almas de los hombres, es la primera manifestación o comunicación del Padre llevada a cabo a través del Logos. Todo humano fue creado ab aeterno y todos igualmente perfectos; y como la bondad no les pertenece por naturaleza, tendrán que decidirse a ella mediante el recto uso de su libertad. El abuso de la misma tuvo como resultado la creación del mundo sensible; en él se encuentran como en lugar de purificación mientras están como presos en cuerpos materiales. Esto no obstante, llegará el día en que todos los espíritus vengan de nuevo a Dios y aunque tengan que sufrir un fuego purificador, finalmente todos serán salvos y glorificados.
En lo expuesto hasta el momento en Orígenes ha sentado dos principios;
- Que Dios, como consecuencia de su bondad suma, ha tenido que ser el creador de unos seres espirituales y de un mundo sensible;
- Que dichos seres, con la prerrogativa de la libertad, son la única causa de la existencia del mal en el mundo.
En efecto, si Dios ha sido el principio, solamente Él puede ser el fin, "pues siempre fue semejante el fin a los comienzos", y se podrá decir que el mundo habrá alcanzado su finalidad en el momento en que la connatural resistencia entre la muerte y el demonio de una parte y Dios de otra haya desaparecido totalmente. Todos los espíritus, creados libres por Dios, conservarán eternamente su libertad y podrán simplemente elegir entre el bien y el mal: los demonios convertirse en ángeles, y viceversa, mientras que los hombres se convertirán en ángeles o demonios a no ser que hayan merecido seguir siendo hombres. No obstante, dicha evolución conocerá su término dado que la redención operada por Cristo tuvo por finalidad la restauración de todas las cosas; sin duda alguna, esta redención hace sentir paulatinamente su eficacia hasta el punto en que NADIE SERÁ SALVADO CONTRA SU VOLUNTAD. El mal no puede prevalecer con el dominio del mundo; si Dios lo permitió fue con vistas al bien; por tanto, las mismas penas de los demonios y condenados en el infierno no tienen otra finalidad que servir de enseñanza y de medicina. Así, pues -continúa Orígenes-, llegará un día en que todos los seres inteligentes, incluidos Satanás y ángeles rebeldes, entrarán de nuevo en amistad de Dios y Él "será todo en todos". Entonces todo lo no espiritual volverá a la nada y la unidad originaria de Dios y de toda criatura espiritual será restaurada.
Por si no
The apparent pointlessness of modern life in time of peace and its lack of significance and purpose are due to the fact that, in the western world at least, the prevailing cosmology is what Mr. Gerald Heard has called the "Mechanomorphic" cosmology of modern science. This universe is regarded as a great machine pointlessly grinding its way towards the ultimate stagnation and death; men are tiny offshoots of the universal machine, running down to their private death; physical life is the only real life; mind is a mere product of the body; personal success and material well-being are the ultimate measures of value, the things for which a reasonable person should live. Introduced suddenly to this mechanomorphic cosmology, many of the Polynesian races have refused to go on multiplying their species and are in process of dying a kind of psychological consumption. Europeans are of tougher fibre than the South Sea Islanders and become gradually acclimatized to the new cosmology. But even they have felt the effects of mechanomorphism.
They move through life hallow with pointlessness, trying to fill a void within them by external stimuli- newspaper reading, day-dreaming at films, radio music and chatter, the playing and above all watching of games, "good times" of every sort. Meanwhile a doctrine that offers to restore point and purpose to life is eagerly welcomed. Hence the enormous success of the nationalistic and communistic idolatries which deny any meaning to the universe as a whole, but insist on the importance and significance of certain arbitrarily selected parts of the whole- the deified nation, the divine class.
War brought only a passing relief to the victims of mechanomorphic philosophy. Disillusion, fatigue, and cynicism succeeded the initial enthusiasm and when it was over, the sense and pointlessness became a yawning abyss that demanded to be filled with ever more intenser distractions, even better "good times". But good times are not a meaning or a purpose; the void could never be filled by them. Consequently when the nationalists and communists appeared with their simple idolatries and their proclamation that, though life might mean nothing as a whole, it did posses a temporary and partial significance, there was a powerful reaction away from the cynicism of the post-war years. Millions of young people embraced the new idolatrous religions, found a meaning in life, a purpose for their existence and were ready in consequence, to make sacrifices, accept hardships, display courage, fortitude, temperance, and indeed all
the virtues except the essential and primary ones... Love and awareness- these are the primary, essential virtues.
(War)
The success of the dictators (some) is due in large measure to their extremely skillful exploitation of the universal human need for escape from the limitations of personality. Perceiving that people wished to take holidays from themselves in sub-human emotionality, they have systematically provided their subjects with the occasions for doing so. The Communists denounce religion as the opium of the people; but all they have done is to replace this old drug by a new one of similar composition.
(Decentralization & Self-Government)
Aldous Huxley, Ends & Means.
They move through life hallow with pointlessness, trying to fill a void within them by external stimuli- newspaper reading, day-dreaming at films, radio music and chatter, the playing and above all watching of games, "good times" of every sort. Meanwhile a doctrine that offers to restore point and purpose to life is eagerly welcomed. Hence the enormous success of the nationalistic and communistic idolatries which deny any meaning to the universe as a whole, but insist on the importance and significance of certain arbitrarily selected parts of the whole- the deified nation, the divine class.
War brought only a passing relief to the victims of mechanomorphic philosophy. Disillusion, fatigue, and cynicism succeeded the initial enthusiasm and when it was over, the sense and pointlessness became a yawning abyss that demanded to be filled with ever more intenser distractions, even better "good times". But good times are not a meaning or a purpose; the void could never be filled by them. Consequently when the nationalists and communists appeared with their simple idolatries and their proclamation that, though life might mean nothing as a whole, it did posses a temporary and partial significance, there was a powerful reaction away from the cynicism of the post-war years. Millions of young people embraced the new idolatrous religions, found a meaning in life, a purpose for their existence and were ready in consequence, to make sacrifices, accept hardships, display courage, fortitude, temperance, and indeed all
the virtues except the essential and primary ones... Love and awareness- these are the primary, essential virtues.
(War)
The success of the dictators (some) is due in large measure to their extremely skillful exploitation of the universal human need for escape from the limitations of personality. Perceiving that people wished to take holidays from themselves in sub-human emotionality, they have systematically provided their subjects with the occasions for doing so. The Communists denounce religion as the opium of the people; but all they have done is to replace this old drug by a new one of similar composition.
(Decentralization & Self-Government)
Aldous Huxley, Ends & Means.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Welcome
The soul welcomes the passing of the old order and the arrival of the new, yet what is frightening is that the departing order leaves behind it not a child, not an heir, not a niño, but a pregnant widow and in between the death of the father and the birth of the child much water will flow by, long nights of chaos and desolation will pass.
When a marvelous new idea is born we do not change our minds at the snap of a finger, we may think we do but the unconscious is still with us. You know the unconscious belongs to the fathers, the mother, the past.
Martin Amis, paraphrasing Alexander Herzen.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Infinitamente Enamorada de la Aurora
La sublime iridiscencia que cobija este paisaje nos remite a un desfile de conceptos metapoéticos: la coexistencia de portales que acceden a realidades paralelas, el sueño manifestado de la divinidad, la hiperflexible perfección de la naturaleza, el canto de la sirena impreso en la bóveda celeste o el eco multicromático del axis mundi que nos recuerda que lo que es arriba, también es abajo. Sin embargo, más allá de dilucidaciones abstractas, esta majestuosa fotografía de una aurora boreal representa una sencilla invitación a una comunión silenciosa: simplemente observemos (11/11/11).
via PijamaSurf
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Hold your breath
Hold My Breath - Holy Ghost! from DFA Records on Vimeo.
This song put me in the best mood today. Check out the DFA cameos.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
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Friday, October 21, 2011
Mutek Mx
Sony MUTEK MX 2011 from PFAS on Vimeo.
Estaré haciendo un par de entrevistas para el Mutek que comienza H O Y.
Los mantendré al tanto.
Les dejo el teaser.
Sony MUTEK 2011 presenta:
KID KOALA (CA) PEARSON SOUND AKA RAMADANMAN (UK) TYONDAI BRAXTON (US) MURCOF + ANTIVJ (MX/FR) DISCODEINE (FR) EWAN PEARSON (UK) BRANDT BRAUER FRICK (DE) MACHINEDRUM (DE) ROBERT HENKE + CRISTOPHER BAUDER (DE) MUTI RANDOLPH (BR)
MINILOGUE (SE) GUILLAUME COUTU DUMONT & THE SIDE EFFECTS (CA) CUBENX (MX)
SEPALCURE (US/DE) JAMES MEDCRAFT (UK) FRIVOLOUS (CA) BAILLAT CARDEL + IREGULAR (CA) LOS MACUANOS (MX) MOCK THE ZUMA (MX) AVANTI (MX)
MOONRUNNER (MX) MARBEYA SOUND (MX) PAUL MARMOTA (CL) RUBINSKEE (MX)
Toda la info:
mutek.mx
@MUTEK_MX
Teaser reliazado por:
BRUTAL Inc.
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Tell me all the things you want to do
she´s hot ( H O T ) and she has a good voice.
i get the hype.
i can´t get this song outta my head.
i get the hype.
i can´t get this song outta my head.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
We kill what we build
I´d forgotten how much I love this track. The momentum created when one is reunited with such songs triggers a cascade of sentiments that make an experience memory-worthy. Yesterday as M83 played one of the best shows I´ve been to in a while and filled the empty spaces with mystery, this John Cage fragment came to mind..
"We carry our homes within us which enables us to fly."
A factor that makes music so compelling is it affects us in a direct-physical-individual-collective and at a level no one can fully describe; all at the same time. It´s abstract and ephemeral as far as both go, but the desire to have what we cannot hold remain, yet something always remains.
Making romance effective.
Real,
Psychotic,
Romantic,
All of above
We are our own home.
Why are we inclined to kill what we build?
Monday, October 17, 2011
Mourir Auprès de Toi
Spike Jonze: Mourir Auprès de Toi on Nowness.com.
A lovely animation created by Spike Jonze and designer Olympia Le-Tan.
To Die by your Side.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Sunday Playlist.
no quise verlo ayer para no arruinarme la sorpresa de mañana.
no sé qué dice la gente que fue a M83... pero se me hace una banda para ver en full set, cero en festival.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Eventualmente... La Muerte vive, La Muerte muere, La vida muere, y la Vida Vive.
Iñaki Echavarne, bar Giardinetto, calle Granada del Penedés, Barcelona, julio de 1994
Durante un tiempo la Crítica acompaña a la Obra, luego la Crítica se desvanece y son los Lectores quienes la acompañan. El viaje puede ser largo o corto. Luego los Lectores mueren uno por uno y la Obra sigue sola, aunque otra Crítica y otros Lectores poco a poco vayan acompañándose a su singladura. Luego la Crítica muere otra vez y los Lectores mueren otra vez y sobre esa huella de huesos sigue la Obra su viaje hacia la soledad. Acercarse a ella, navegar a su estela es señal inequívoca de muerte segura, pero otra Crítica y otros Lectores se le acercan incansables e implacables y el tiempo y la velocidad los devoran. Finalmente la Obra viaja irremediablemente sola en la Inmensidad. Y un día la Obra muere, como mueren todas las cosas, como se extinguirá el Sol y la Tierra, el Sistema Solar y la Galaxia y la más recóndita memoria de los hombres. Todo lo que empieza como comedia acaba como tragedia.
Aurelio Baca, Feria del Libro, Madrid, julio de 1994
Todo lo que empieza como comedia acaba como tragicomedia.
Pere Ordóñez, Feria del Libro, Madrid, julio de 1994
Todo lo que empieza como comedia acaba indefectiblemente como comedia.
Julio Martínez Morales, Feria del Libro, Madrid, julio de 1994
Todo lo que empieza como comedia acaba como ejercicio criptográfico.
Pablo del Valle, Feria del Libro, Madrid, julio de 1994
Todo lo que empieza como comedia termina como película de terror.
Marco Antonio Palacios, Feria del Libro, Madrid, julio de 1994
Lo que empieza como comedia acaba como marcha triunfal, ¿no?
Hernando García León, Feria del Libro, Madrid, julio de 1994
Todo lo que empieza como comedia indefectiblemente acaba como misterio.
Pelayo Barrendoáin, Feria del Libro, Madrir, julio de 1994
Todo lo que empieza como comedia acaba como un responso en el vacío.
Felipe Müller, bar Céntrico, calle Tallers, Barcelona, septiembre de 1995
Todo lo que empieza como comedia acaba como monólogo cómico, pero ya no nos reímos...
Los Detectives Salvajes, Roberto Bolaño
¿o sí?
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
The End of Evil?
Neuroscientists suggest there is no such thing. Are they right?
Ron Rosenbaum
Neurons by Santiago Ramón y Cajal
Is evil over? Has science finally driven a stake through its dark heart? Or at least emptied the word of useful meaning, reduced the notion of a numinous nonmaterial malevolent force to a glitch in a tangled cluster of neurons, the brain?
And in reducing evil to a purely neurological glitch or malformation in the wiring of the physical brain, in eliminating the element of freely willed conscious choice, have neuroscientists eliminated as well "moral agency," personal responsibility? Does this "neuromitigation" excuse—"my brain made me do it," as critics of the tendency have called it—mean that no human being really wants to do ill to another? That we are all innocent, Rousseauian beings, some afflicted with defects—"brain bugs" as one new pop-neuroscience book calls them—that cause the behavior formerly known as evil?
This argument has been going on for more than a millennium, at least since Augustine proclaimed that evil was in the realm of “non-being," which seems to some a great evasion. Meanwhile pop neuroscience—and its not-very-well-examined assumptions—has taken center stage in the struggle to put evil in its place under the thumb of science.
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Despite all the astonishing advances in neuroscience, however, we still know woefully little about how the brain enables the mind and especially about how consciousnesss and intentionality can arise from the complicated hunk of matter that is the brain. ... Discovering the neural correlates of mental phenomena does not tell us how these phenomena are possible.
The problem of evil—and moral responsibility—is thus inseparable from what is known in the philosophical trade as "the hard problem of consciousness." How does the brain, that electrified piece of meat, create the mind and the music of Mozart, the prose of Nabokov? Where is consciousness, anyway?
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Q&A
Ron Rosenbaum asking Jonathan Marks about the eradication of free will through neuroscience´s approach.
And he offered what I thought was one of the wisest responses to the debate over the existence of evil (and thus free will):
What he suggested is that we ought to act as if we had free will to choose good or evil.
And his warnings against the consequences of believing otherwise are validated by the fantasies of some fMRI enthusiasts. Consider, for instance, one of the more prominent new brain books: David Eagleman's Incognito.
In an excerpt in the Atlantic's "big ideas” issue, Eagleman depicts an Orwellian future in which fMRI scans will be used to preemptively identify those who have the potential to commit acts formerly known as evil, and prescribes for such possible malfeasants a regimen of "prefrontal workout[s]" to "better balance" those selected (how? by whom?) for brain remodeling.
He actually goes so far as to say, "Some people will need to be taken off the streets," on the basis of their fMRIs, "for a longer time (even a life time)." Neuroscientific totalitarianism invades your brain! The ultimate panopticon. No one seemed to notice or to care. It's science!
Read the rest
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i was thinking exactly this today, not in scientific, but in spiritual, emotional, and psychological terms.
If this proof amounts to anything, I´ll use myself as an example...
Without having the slightest idea that neuroscience was up to the task... I began thinking about "The End of Evil" or the "Illusion of Evil", the concept was a faint whisper floating in mind for a while. In some deep part of my chain of ideas and beliefs there lay the question of insanity, how the mere thought could imply things that cannot be empirically proven or if taken to an extreme could turn us into:
A. Brave New World
B. Panoptically controlled robots (as the excerpt above mentions)
So the cloud lingered there...
Until today it manifested as something "concrete" with this article...
I do in some way believe that "evil" is a distant figment in and of our brain. I´d say Plato´s and Jung´s writings on archetypes would support the theory that the concept of "evil" has been imprinted on the unconscious mind since the biblical notion of Adam & Eve/free will, since the beginning of time, since the construction of our souls.
I´m not saying that evil doesn´t exist, it does and has. Many cannot conceive genocide, wars, mass destruction, as anything other than that, pure evil, and thinking "Evil is dead" would only justify it right?
In my mind, I´d disagree.
When man STOPS moving through dualistic notions as most "normal" human beings do, oscillating between love and hate in seconds time, and begins pulling all its little parts together into something greater than themselves; call it God, Jesus, Earth, Heaven, Humanity, Universe, Creation, etc. instead of the insignificant ego; "evil" will start dissolving into a distant and empty formless form.
i.e. I´d even dare to say pulling ourself together towards our own "true" self; in a sincere manner not in a self-destructive one...
The reader might ask how does one know if something is sincere?
4 basic principles that impulse:
1. Love
2. Liberty
3. Equality
4. Preservation of life
Utopic, maybe. Impossible, I hope not. I´m still trying.
So my question is, how is it at all possible for me to be aware of any of this? How is the conscious, unconscious, subconscious, superconscious sensitive to it? I have absolutely no clue about neuroscience, little knowledge about science, and a strong belief in free will, but at the same time inclined toward destiny... Is it all there suspended above our heads as if it were connected or something, waiting to be materialized? If it were so, what does that connectivity imply?
A. That we´re all the same. "All humans are equal". We essentially all come from the same place, wherever you believe that to be.
B. That this "oneness" exists.
All the ties, links, "coincidences", resonance, glitches, synchronicity, is what I find mind blowing and an utter mystery, and what keeps me coming back to the rhizome.
Everything in one giant nothing, or and nothing in one giant everything.
A special thank you to @unfolding for posting the link to the article.
Ron Rosenbaum
Neurons by Santiago Ramón y Cajal
Is evil over? Has science finally driven a stake through its dark heart? Or at least emptied the word of useful meaning, reduced the notion of a numinous nonmaterial malevolent force to a glitch in a tangled cluster of neurons, the brain?
And in reducing evil to a purely neurological glitch or malformation in the wiring of the physical brain, in eliminating the element of freely willed conscious choice, have neuroscientists eliminated as well "moral agency," personal responsibility? Does this "neuromitigation" excuse—"my brain made me do it," as critics of the tendency have called it—mean that no human being really wants to do ill to another? That we are all innocent, Rousseauian beings, some afflicted with defects—"brain bugs" as one new pop-neuroscience book calls them—that cause the behavior formerly known as evil?
This argument has been going on for more than a millennium, at least since Augustine proclaimed that evil was in the realm of “non-being," which seems to some a great evasion. Meanwhile pop neuroscience—and its not-very-well-examined assumptions—has taken center stage in the struggle to put evil in its place under the thumb of science.
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Despite all the astonishing advances in neuroscience, however, we still know woefully little about how the brain enables the mind and especially about how consciousnesss and intentionality can arise from the complicated hunk of matter that is the brain. ... Discovering the neural correlates of mental phenomena does not tell us how these phenomena are possible.
The problem of evil—and moral responsibility—is thus inseparable from what is known in the philosophical trade as "the hard problem of consciousness." How does the brain, that electrified piece of meat, create the mind and the music of Mozart, the prose of Nabokov? Where is consciousness, anyway?
.....
Q&A
Ron Rosenbaum asking Jonathan Marks about the eradication of free will through neuroscience´s approach.
And he offered what I thought was one of the wisest responses to the debate over the existence of evil (and thus free will):
What he suggested is that we ought to act as if we had free will to choose good or evil.
And his warnings against the consequences of believing otherwise are validated by the fantasies of some fMRI enthusiasts. Consider, for instance, one of the more prominent new brain books: David Eagleman's Incognito.
In an excerpt in the Atlantic's "big ideas” issue, Eagleman depicts an Orwellian future in which fMRI scans will be used to preemptively identify those who have the potential to commit acts formerly known as evil, and prescribes for such possible malfeasants a regimen of "prefrontal workout[s]" to "better balance" those selected (how? by whom?) for brain remodeling.
He actually goes so far as to say, "Some people will need to be taken off the streets," on the basis of their fMRIs, "for a longer time (even a life time)." Neuroscientific totalitarianism invades your brain! The ultimate panopticon. No one seemed to notice or to care. It's science!
Read the rest
________________________________
i was thinking exactly this today, not in scientific, but in spiritual, emotional, and psychological terms.
If this proof amounts to anything, I´ll use myself as an example...
Without having the slightest idea that neuroscience was up to the task... I began thinking about "The End of Evil" or the "Illusion of Evil", the concept was a faint whisper floating in mind for a while. In some deep part of my chain of ideas and beliefs there lay the question of insanity, how the mere thought could imply things that cannot be empirically proven or if taken to an extreme could turn us into:
A. Brave New World
B. Panoptically controlled robots (as the excerpt above mentions)
So the cloud lingered there...
Until today it manifested as something "concrete" with this article...
I do in some way believe that "evil" is a distant figment in and of our brain. I´d say Plato´s and Jung´s writings on archetypes would support the theory that the concept of "evil" has been imprinted on the unconscious mind since the biblical notion of Adam & Eve/free will, since the beginning of time, since the construction of our souls.
I´m not saying that evil doesn´t exist, it does and has. Many cannot conceive genocide, wars, mass destruction, as anything other than that, pure evil, and thinking "Evil is dead" would only justify it right?
In my mind, I´d disagree.
When man STOPS moving through dualistic notions as most "normal" human beings do, oscillating between love and hate in seconds time, and begins pulling all its little parts together into something greater than themselves; call it God, Jesus, Earth, Heaven, Humanity, Universe, Creation, etc. instead of the insignificant ego; "evil" will start dissolving into a distant and empty formless form.
i.e. I´d even dare to say pulling ourself together towards our own "true" self; in a sincere manner not in a self-destructive one...
The reader might ask how does one know if something is sincere?
4 basic principles that impulse:
1. Love
2. Liberty
3. Equality
4. Preservation of life
Utopic, maybe. Impossible, I hope not. I´m still trying.
So my question is, how is it at all possible for me to be aware of any of this? How is the conscious, unconscious, subconscious, superconscious sensitive to it? I have absolutely no clue about neuroscience, little knowledge about science, and a strong belief in free will, but at the same time inclined toward destiny... Is it all there suspended above our heads as if it were connected or something, waiting to be materialized? If it were so, what does that connectivity imply?
A. That we´re all the same. "All humans are equal". We essentially all come from the same place, wherever you believe that to be.
B. That this "oneness" exists.
All the ties, links, "coincidences", resonance, glitches, synchronicity, is what I find mind blowing and an utter mystery, and what keeps me coming back to the rhizome.
Everything in one giant nothing, or and nothing in one giant everything.
A special thank you to @unfolding for posting the link to the article.
La Société du spectacle
The spectacle presents itself as a vast inaccessible reality that can never be questioned. Its sole message is: “What appears is good; what is good appears.” Guy Debord, Society of the Spectacle, 1968
The shared consciousness, which is applauded as the global village, is a mere shadow of what’s possible.
Postmodernity is neither the enemy of handmaiden for Christianity, as pluralism has been ever present. While vanity and illusion take form in the latest sacred, media’s ultimately all-inclusive scope exposes the fault lines of its value system, and leaves only desire for more. We live on demand for the next best thing. We move easily on to the next one, because the last one, the current one, and even the next one are already overdetmined as temporary. This analysis cannot discredit the milieu in which relevance is upheld as a value, in part because this text appears through media, but more so because media is not to blame. Even nature has temporary forms, but valuing futility is an interest of men who exploit media. And while media can be used to correct how we are misinformed, reality is the place for genuine transformation.
Excerpts from Being Relevant: Confronting the latest sacred by Rachel K. Ward read the rest here.
The shared consciousness, which is applauded as the global village, is a mere shadow of what’s possible.
Postmodernity is neither the enemy of handmaiden for Christianity, as pluralism has been ever present. While vanity and illusion take form in the latest sacred, media’s ultimately all-inclusive scope exposes the fault lines of its value system, and leaves only desire for more. We live on demand for the next best thing. We move easily on to the next one, because the last one, the current one, and even the next one are already overdetmined as temporary. This analysis cannot discredit the milieu in which relevance is upheld as a value, in part because this text appears through media, but more so because media is not to blame. Even nature has temporary forms, but valuing futility is an interest of men who exploit media. And while media can be used to correct how we are misinformed, reality is the place for genuine transformation.
Excerpts from Being Relevant: Confronting the latest sacred by Rachel K. Ward read the rest here.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
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it struck me that the people you choose to work with, to surround yourself with in life and those you choose to love –these people say as much about you as you could ever hope to express in your own words.” –Kindness
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