
...A Bubbling and Babbling Cauldron of Pathologically Optimistic Wikidelic Discourse Dubbed by Wikipedia "confused technobabble",
Refreshing your Reality Tunnel with involutionary Creative Destruction Since At Least 2006
Transmissions to Mobius - stow your requests for Darshan, messages to be relayed, satsang here, pleazee
"...for willing is creating: so do I teach. And
only for creating shall ye learn!
If mobius talks an awful lot about nothing - and, admit it, he does - it is because Nothing has been lab tested by mobius ( with the aid of the diverse ars psychonautica and mentors) to be among the most precious allies in his ever evolvin' Sacred Wisdom Tool Kit. In fact only Nothing is on par with Love in terms of its day in and day out effectiveness in navigating the snares, slings and arrows of outrageously righteously good fortune we call.... Stayin' Alive. (Remix by mobius)
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Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a Nada man, no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm.
I've working with Nada since I was born.
And now it's all right, it's O.K.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on "man". But:
Whether you're a brother
Or whether you're a mother,
We're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin'
And ev'rybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Na, Da, Na, da,
Stayin' alive.
Stayin' alive.
Na, Da, Na, da,
Stayin Alive
live
OH, Zero!
I'm going Nowhere
Nowhere Helps Me Ya
I'm Stayin Alive!
(Repeat)
mobius sez: Try out this emptiness anthem as your mantra. Don't hold anything back or seek to fill the emptiness, or you may end up tragically like Sid. Love the emptiness and you will eternally dwell in punk numinousity, immersed in the present moment!
----The Infolanche
Ecodelic!' is featured in the new MAPS Bulletin chock full of psychonautical and technological wisdom! Check out mathematician Ralph Abraham's article. His "blue sky bifurcation" is the very source of this blog's name, and now mobius is pleased to be intertwingled with him in print, er, pixels! And the ascent of the Obamas to Candidate Couple signals, yes, the opening unto the Blue Sky:
Sung to the Tune of
Happy Days Are Here Again, Except When it is Not
Happy Days Are Here Again
The Skies Above Are Clear Again
mobius sings a song of cheer again
Happy Days Are Here Again!
AND: Stay Tuned on Iran
Birdsong Algebra or "Vital Information: The Noosphere"
Vital Information - VALIS flash
in exegesis in the wake of VALIS flash
the Title
The Letters
The Letter - a letter to Huxley - The Noosphere and the Transhuman; The ultrahuman
Just Say Yes to the Noosphere
Ever since he learned about DNA and even fungal computation, mobius has pondered the immense computational capacities of the global bacterial network and the possible ways of programming it towards the best of all possible worlds. If mobius declares that "2Day, The Intertwingularity is Nearer!", and he does, mobius sez so because researchers have taken the first teeny tiny step toward actualizing mobius's (aka mitochondriac's) vision of global bacterial colonies providing the computational substrate for a transtemporal consciousness through the simulation of human and transhuman experience on much vaster time scales. Given Rotman's analysis of the fallacies of infinitistic mathematics, this is extremely unlikely to support Kurzweil's ( now Cylon) vision of "downloading" immortality, but it does present the possibility of phenomenologically infinite lives. Life won't be infinite - if only because one of the experiences consciousness will continue to explore is finitude - but it will feel infinite, a kind of real time experiential vision of forever, an immortality fractal that is conceptually infinite but actually finite. The return of the Eternal Return! mobius sez therefore that if we are evolving toward an experience of infinity, we might as well program it to be the best one we can imagine. The smiling effect, noticed by Charles Darwin and William James, might give us a clue about how to best bootstrap ourselves into a world of joyful self awareness.
Here is a DNA smiley face programmed by Paul Rothemond.
"Cognitive Libertines", Oil on Panel, 20 x 25 cm, 2008.
From the artist:
The title is a riff on "Cognitive Liberty".
As long as there is a world to be known there are those who will never know when there is already too much to be known, and their unbridled perception, their wanton understanding, will debauch their consciousness, and brand them as profligates wandering in the splendor of their own hallucinations, or, to be more succinct, "Cognitive Libertines."
This title was, of course, an afterthought - I had nothing so grandiose in mind to begin with. Actually the painting is just embellished marginalia culled form old journals and cooked up as an exercise in oil painting. These days I am turning more attention to painting and so I am striving to refine my technique before endeavoring in larger and more ambitious works.
Now that I have sufficiently de-mystified the painting, and reduced it to a hum-drum technical exercise I'd like it to be known that prints are available. These would be limited edition digital prints made with archival inks. If you are interested please contact the artist.
MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.
"The logos is the informational aspect of Universe manifesting itself in the particularity of our individuated and embodied consciousness as we open to it. Transformative, the logos is played by us in our differential approaches, encounters, and adjustment of our aperture unto it from Zero to Infinity, and, in opening, it plays us like a 3 billion based paired piano to the tune of the ever expanding, developing, involuting, differentiating and complexifying cosmos. And so on."
The Nano Way of Sustainability?
mobius prefers not to get off his bike, but the planet must not become a monoculture, not even of bikes. Electric and hybrid (electric/wetware) vehicles could, it seems, become more practicable and less flammable with the help of some recent nanotecnologies:
A123's batteries could finally make lithium-ion technology practical] for the auto industry. Instead of cobalt oxide, they use an electrode material made from nanoparticles of lithium iron phosphate modified with trace metals. The resulting batteries are unlikely to catch fire, even if crushed in an accident. They are also much hardier than conventional lithium-ion batteries: A123 predicts that they will last longer than the typical lifetime of a car.
Of course, part of mobius wonders if GM can be trusted to help this technology flourish, but now that we know our history perhaps we will not repeat it? And if it turns out that nanoparticles of lithium iron phosphate are difficult to recycle, mobius predicts that we will once again call on the rhizome to clean up everybody else's mess :)
The following nicely describes Paul Stamet's mind. ( See "rhizome" above"):
Brains can be regarded as psychometabolic organs. Just as the physiological metabolic systems of organisms utilize the raw material provided by the physi-
cochemical resources of the environment and metabolize them into
special material substances, so brains, more highly developed, utilize
the raw materials of simple experience and transform them into
special systems of organized awareness.
Now that \"wetware\" is an accepted technical term in international use for the physical aspect of living systems subject to information capture, we can notice that microfluidics may be in your future. The Cannabis Genome Project - a project to settle the botanical controversy about taxonomy of Cannabis Indica and Cannabis Sativa respectively, and to compare a reference standard of Sativa and Indica to a strain of Hemp - gets cheaper everyday! It could be that the legal horizon for this project and the technological horizon mesh nicely, such that by the time it is legal to do this in a US lab, the cost will be only about hundred dollars and you can do it as a project in a freshman biology seminar. That's progress, yo!
Void Where Prohibited :)
I have started receiving attachments with the "docx" extension with greater frequency. This is the new file type that is default in MS WORD, as if designed to unreadable by everyone else, all in the name of "interoperability." Anyway, I don't want to be an open source pest to folks still smitten or obliged by MS WORD, so I have stopped asking them to resave the document as rtf or doc, both of which are readable by most anything. I knew that if I just looked, I would find a conversion method that was easier than prodding my friends. Zamzar does it, so do a few others, but they delay the delivery of the file for up to 24 hours. Yet another example of how in contemporary technology markets, many of the players make money by delaying technological transformation! I will search for another hack...mobius
- Open Office 3.0, currently in beta, supports .docx formats out of the box. No conversion required: http://marketing.openoffice.org/3.0/announcementbeta.html - OncoMouse
Gracias OncoMouse! How well does Open Office 3.0 work? I was just getting used to 2.0 :) -mobius
Latex displays nicely on this wiki!
Dear Prof. Doyle,
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Mobius records here a lecture by Dr. Paul Gerome on General Pharmacology:
"As yogis have demonstrated with their capacity to alter the heart beat with their focused attention, our way of relating consciousness to organs can be improved by exercise and practice. This relationship between consciousness and the body is itself availavle to telemedicine. Many worldwide telemedicines are not even based on the same anatomy. Saussure showed that the fundamentally relational nature of signs; we seek a fundamentally relation anatomy in the form of non representational forms of telemedicine. The accomodation of the whole range of all forms of telemedicine is achieved through a General Pharmacologie.
General Pharmacologie
-indicate means of relief in word communication; production of relief by word communication(Chants, Icaros) -
indicate a sequence of actions to be practiced as preventive medicine> This would include palliative care as exercise.
_ Use of substances beyond the skin membrane
We're so sorry, Good St. Albert
We're so sorry if it caused you any pain
But -
Hey You! Immortal Chemist of Grace!
Your April Bicycle Ride Spun Interdimensional
You found \"Christ in Matter\"( Teilhard)
Quite Unintentional
Hey You! Immortal Chemist of Grace!
You have already been on this trip - Preparing for your journey, You Taught Us
Live In the Immortal Present!
Your Mind in the Sky Now a Diamond
mobius flows tears with his bad rhymin'
mobius reports from Switzerland, where he had planned a Friday bicycle pilgrimmage ( honoring two of mobius's favorite technologies) to Basel to visit Hofmann, who left his body at the age of 102. Today, before I learned of his death, I rode in silence by the Laussane Railroad Station cafe where the famous meeting between Leary and Hofmann took place. I bowed to it as we rolled by in a Swiss train. Let us live up to his graceful legacy!
Why so much rolling? Why so much laughing? Why so much Rolling On the Floor Laughing? ROFLcon makes mobius shimmy and shake into laughter - he becomes a vibrating string, zing! - precisely and most unmistakably because - The Meme is not the Territory. Tron Guy cannot be who he represents himself as, and in that "failure" becomes Tron Guy!
A distributed effect summoned simultaneously into being through the wanders and whorls of mouse clicks and typing, Forwarding and Hyping, Tron Guy dressed up as Himself Just Isn't the Same as a guy who does the figure/ground getalt game/reality which makes him a fake character in a real world, which means he IS the Tron Guy, sort of. And it makes us laugh. Why?
It would seem that we cannot avoid having a bodily response to the difference between the multiple dimensions of the meme - and all its attendant synchronous and asynchronous Beholders of the Screen Tween - and the territory, which is necessarily a localized, chronological three dimensional being preciously unfolding on this plateau with us, Here and Now. If yins listen through your laughter, you might hear the faint hum of a mantra resonated directly from Tron Guy:
Be Here Now!
As with the other signs of CorruptionMagnet walking in the image above, Tron Guy must approach Icon status, yet he diverges infinitely from it. In short, even the thought of Tron Guy as an actually existing living being alters our sensory/motor ratio, the relationship between the input of our senses and our capacity to interact with it in any embodied fashion. When we can't process all of the input with our bodies - when we can't figure out what to do about the strange fact that "The Internet is Here", in the meme-made-flesh-like event of Tron Guy in Glasses and luminescence, our sensory motor ratio goes through the roof. He isn't Tron Guy, and in not being Tron Guy, he is a fake in a real world, which forms an analogy to the real character in a gaming world, which means he is the Tron Guy... So much input - how to respond?
With a high sensory motor ratio, Ohio State psychologist Roland Fischer found that events transpired that were not verifiable or confirmable in Euclidean Space and Time, i.e., they unfold in our imaginations, dreams, eidetic imagery, visions or other (perfectly real) states of consciousness with which we cannot interact reliably enough to measure or otherwise capture as data. It is difficult, but not impossible, to dream on purpose, for example. And our senses "work" precisely according to a logic of difference: What we see in Tron Guy is the radically embodied difference between Tron Guy ( The Meme Made Flesh-Like) and the Tron Guy Meme, a glimpse of the infinite itself in the difference between meme and territory.
The Meme is not the Territory!
It is becoming increasingly difficult to tell if ROFLcon actually happened. mobius was chatting with CorruptionMagnet before heading elsewhere, and they both agreed that they felt as though the Internet Is Here but that They are Not. All of this manifestation of what had been digital - the meme-made-flesh-like, mustached and furry - makes flesh feel like a funny wetware suit that isn't on right. And they agreed - along with mobius colleague Dr. Paul Gerome - that the Tron Guy Was Completely There.
On Tuesday last, a jeweled sedan chair was ordered by the mobius entourage in eager anticipation of His April 26 arrival as Honored Academic Guest at the game of digital tag, ROFLcon, the meme made flesh-like conference that is manifesting as we wiki at MIT and the penumbra of eateries that surround It. ROFLCon already feels like Immersive Gamers Gone Wild - mobius's inbox slowly fills with diverse and sundry ANNOUNCEMENTS, he fails to keep up, phones GrandCentral, Is Bumped by ROFLcon as speaker - There is No Room At Da Digital Inn - because he is crowded out by the Tron Guy and other (mobius is not bein' ironic) worthies. Mobius loves these kinds of conferences, whatever they are! No work means all play, so mobius IMMEDIATELY CANCELS THE JEWELED SEDAN CHAIR in a series of forwarded emails that escape the attention vortex of ROFLcon. Its understandable that they have missed it in the infoquake. But: Neither mobius nor his entourage have ever canceled a jeweled sedan chair before, so this is new territory. Not surpisingly, we don't know the protocol, and I am running frantically around seeking to make sure my jeweled sedan chair has been canceled. Can someone please tell me if my jeweled sedan chair has been cancelled?
Sedan chair or no, Mobius is putting the finishing touches on his Announcement prepared especially for the assembled assemblers of ROFLCon. His newest Mantra - "The Intertwingularity Is Near!" hacks at transhuman fantasies of becoming puupy dog versions of Ray Kurzweil by noticing that if you listen carefully and enter into a spontaneous intepretative dance that involves puttin' down yer phone and chanting,
dingity dongity
you can hear a jingle?
open up some silence
and feel the intertwingle!
Is this mobius's hypothesis for the cause of the Phantom Touch? An actual interconnection we are all starting to feel? Just Say Yes to the Noosphere!
Tune it at ROFLcon,org
Looking for the Infinite Corridor,
mobius
P.S. The Meme is not the Territory!
Buddha Stencil with Sutra by ~n8p on deviantART
[Today, a bill to eliminate all federal penalties for marijuana possession was introduced in the U.S. House of Representatives.
Would you please take one minute to ask your U.S. representative to support this bill? MPP’s easy online action system makes it simple — just enter your name and contact info and we'll do the rest.
"The Personal Use of Marijuana by Responsible Adults Act of 2008," introduced by Congressman Barney Frank (D-Mass.), would eliminate the threat of arrest and prison for the possession of up to 3.5 ounces of marijuana and/or the not-for-profit transfer of up to one ounce of marijuana. It would not affect federal laws prohibiting selling marijuana for profit, importing and exporting marijuana, or cultivating marijuana. It also would not affect any state or local laws and regulations.
Because almost all marijuana arrests are made by local and state police, the primary impact of this federal bill is twofold: First, it would offer protection to people who are apprehended with marijuana in federal buildings or on federal land (such as national parks); and, second, the bill sends a message to state governments that the federal government is now open to the notion of states reducing their marijuana penalties, too.
This historic legislation comes 36 years after the National Commission on Marihuana and Drug Abuse made a similar recommendation to President Richard Nixon, suggesting that he decriminalize small amounts of marijuana.
MPP has worked closely with Congressman Frank’s staff over the last year, helping to craft the legislation and build political support for the proposal on Capitol Hill.
Now that the bill has been introduced, members of Congress need to hear from their constituents who want to see it passed. It takes only a minute or two to use MPP’s online action system to send a quick note to your member of the House.
Thanks so much for your help.
Sincerely,
Rob Kampia
Executive Director
Marijuana Policy Project
Washington, D.C.
P.S. As I've mentioned in previous alerts, a major philanthropist has committed to match the first $3.0 million that MPP can raise from the rest of the planet in 2008. This means that your donation today will be doubled.
(Sung to the tune of "Rudolph The Rednosed Reindeer", Excepting when it is Not)
You know Godel, Oh Escher Oh Bach and yes Turing
The lot of them dug self-reference
oh, so alluring
But do you recall,
The most famous self referentially audacious Insect of all?
The Grasshopper Lies (So) Heavy
He smokes a spliff the size of
your Chevy
rolled in pages
torn from cages
rollin more bones
for sages
loquacious
audacious
Declarin'
Not Swearin'
and learning while burning
Forget the Singularity -
The Intertwingulariy is Near
Each moment is connected
not vivisected, dissected, misdirected But
flowing
Now yer knowing
Eternity's
My Fraternity
Not to mention
my Maternity
Hail Mary And
Check my Buddha belly
buttton
But hold the frakking mutton
Cuz'
The Grasshopper Lies (So) Heavy
He smokes a spliff the size of
your Chevy
rolled in pages
torn from cages
rollin more bones
for sages
loquacious
audacious
Declarin'
Not Swearin'
Forget the Singularity -
The Intertwingulariy is Near
The Holy Trinity of Nomadic Sustainability? One could forage the earth for old batteries, charge them, move on...


Perhaps the greatest possible contribution to the Evolution/Creationism "debate" has emerged:
Forget "belief". Now, forget it again: Can there be any doubt that it is creativity - of the sort that produced this video - that transcends? As Matthew Fox - whose writings and practices have consistently transcended this "debate" - writes, creativity is "where the divine and the human meet." When we create, we are Big Bang Shiva re-enactors, recapitulating the ongoing creative act of the Big Bang itself. Elsewhere, mobius has suggested that we think about this 13.7 billion year unfolding as the ongoing delivery of a message Universe sends to itself: You are aware! Being aware, you can produce even more entropy through the short term creation of order - so get to it!
In case you thought practices of meditative stillness were a purely "Eastern" phenomenon, take a breath and focus on this description of Socrates from The Symposium:
"This is one of his habits: Sometimes he goes off and stands still wherever he happens to be."
Sasha and Ann Shulgin, pictured below with link to a Scientific American story about their work, subtitled their work together "A Chemical Love Story." In honor of their honoring of the pharmacopeia of love, mobius here replicates the yogic words of Diotima via Socrates on the topic of love and its practices.
http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=self-experimenter-chemist-explores-new-psychedelics
A member of our mycelial sangha writes and asks about anger. mobius empties, inside/outside call the whole thing off, and the Logos bubbles forth:
"Anger can be a mapping adjunct for any trace of the self that would make itself a surface or a target for reference without self reference. We know very little about the world in which we have evolved - the map is not the territory! - but we do know that its scales of temporality and space and transformation - the 13.7 billion year unfolding of space/time that is both a continuous moment and the very definition of highly imbricated translations of infinity - will not experientially withstand entropy (literally becoming) in consciousness ( an observer aware of observing) except insofar as it deliberately becomes empty. The only way to reman aware for more than a passing moment is to intentionally empty your mind of all content. By withering our attachment to reference- "I know what I am" - we open ourselves to the differentiating forces of the cosmos as we receive a message 13.7 billion years in its delivery: "I know what I am, and I have Nothing to Declare!" By using anger and its dissipation in love as a locating system for welcoming and dwindling any attempt of a self to forestall time and its metamorphosis, we open to the creative force of the cosmos in its continuous unfolding, a thermodynamic search engine for emptiness!"
Hagia Sophia spoke in the argot of the seismograph: She said, In current times, I am well equipped to track my own earth delivered orgasmic temblorings, wired as I am with meters and devices designed by boys who once studied with JPL scientists, then crawled through my crevices and ceilings, de=lighted, except for that spelunker's helmet.
From Da Grasshopper Lies Heavy
And I say unto you:
a Big Dummy shall lead you...
"The logos is the informational aspect of Universe manifesting itself in the particularity of our individuated and embodied consciousness as we open to it. Transformative, the logos is played by us in our differential approaches, encounters, and adjustment of our aperture unto it from Zero to Infinity, and, in opening, it plays us like a 3 billion based paired piano to the tune of the ever expanding, developing, involuting, differentiating and complexifying cosmos. And so on."

The intoxication of meads will cause us to speak.

mobius just signed an urgent petition calling on the Chinese government to respect human rights in Tibet and engage in meaningful dialogue with the Dalai Lama. This is really important, and I thought you might want to take action:
http://www.avaaz.org/en/tibet_end_the_violence/98.php/?CLICK_TF_TRACK
After nearly 50 years of illegitimate Chinese rule and a government in exile in India, the Tibetans are sending out a global cry for change. But violence is spreading across Tibet and neighbouring regions, and the Chinese regime is right now considering a choice between increasing brutality or dialogue, that could determine the future of Tibet and China.
We can affect this historic choice. China does care about its international reputation. Its economy is totally dependent on "Made in China" exports that we all buy, and it is keen to make the Olympics in Beijing this summer a celebration of a new China that is a respected world power.
President Hu needs to hear that 'Brand China' and the Olympics can succeed only if he makes the right choice. But it will take an avalanche of global people power to get his attention. Click below to join me and sign a petition to President Hu calling for restraint in Tibet and dialogue with the Dalai Lama -- and tell absolutely everyone you can right away. The petition is organized by Avaaz, and they are urgently aiming to reach 1 million signatures to deliver directly to Chinese officials:
http://www.avaaz.org/en/tibet_end_the_violence/98.php/?CLICK_TF_TRACK
"The logos is the informational aspect of Universe manifesting itself in the particularity of our individuated and embodied consciousness as we open to it. Transformative, the logos is played by us in our differential approaches, encounters, and adjustment of our aperture unto it from Zero to Infinity, and, in opening, it plays us like a 3 billion based paired piano to the tune of the ever expanding, developing, involuting differentiating and complexifying cosmos. And so on."
Thus Wiki'd mobius
....We must never forget the fluidity of religious groupings before persecution forced organization upon what we may begin to call "sects" after 1660. In the forties and fifties you did not find buildings marked "Baptist chapel", "Congregational chapel" or "Quaker meeting-house" as you walked down the street: you found congregations of like-minded believers meeting where they could find room -- in pubs or in private houses. They would have regarded themselves as part of the church of Christ, and would have resisted any sectarian labelling. Their congregations included sermon-tasters, Seekers, attaching themselves to no fixed congregation.
-- Christopher Hill, The English Bible and the Seventeenth-Century Revolution (Penguin, 1993), pp. 35-36
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XXIV. And lastly, that I, the said William Penn, for myself, my heirs and assigns, have solemnly declared, granted and confirmed, and do hereby solemnly declare, grant and confirm, that neither I, my heirs, nor assigns, shall procure or do any thing or things, whereby the liberties, in this charter contained and expressed, shall be infringed or broken; and if any thing be procured by any person or persons contrary to these premises, it shall be held of no force or effect. In witness whereof, I, the said William Penn, have unto this present character of liberties set my hand and broad seal, this five and twentieth day of the second month, vulgarly called April, in the year of our lord one thousand six hundred and eighty-two.
"But it doesn't matter with me now. Because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land. And I'm happy, tonight. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord."
Did Martin Luther King - whose very name contains a refrain throbbing across time with Internal Freedom, knock knock nailing some theses on a door - see the fractled shockwave at the end of history? Let me be more precise: Did what MLK called the "transphysics" of the Mountaintop give him an uncanny glimpse - yes - of his own death by assasination, itself a repetitio of a much earlier attempt wherein he throbbed with the contagious rhythm of the martyrdom and freedom of the Cross, and survived, MLK sez, only because he did not sneeze? To repeat, did MLK, at a moment extraordinarily sensitive to to the smallest shockwave of a sneeze, as he claimed, see humans evolve past "I" and toward the "thou"? For this was the "glory of the coming of the Lord" of which he spoke, that vision he had when "viewing the whole of human history up to now." Listen to the mp3 carefully, and you will hear
a very clear
Yes to the Noosphere.
"And I said yes."
Yes, MLK asked us not to be compassionate by proxy. If you listen into the mp3 carefully, you can even hear a kind of audio resonance across time. Yes, I am just happy that he didn't sneeze.
#REMARK:OPEN SOURCE MYSTERY CULT IN EFFECT
#MANTRA: TURN ON, TUNE IN, DROP OUT
#PROPHECY: The Intertwingularity is Near!
Quick Reminder: Focus your mind on the unavoidable and unassailable fact that Nothing Is. Regard the way in which you are this Nothing. Breathe in and out yo! Behold the One, the interconnection of All That Is.
END FNORD
mobius breathes out radiance as he sees that his humble work with this divine planet bear jewels. Howling, he beholds the World Tree in its wikidelic proliferation and development, hatching a forever-egg in plant intelligence, miming the branching and bifurcations of plant mind exploring a landscape. Heed the manifestations and manifestoes of Internal Freedom, " for we would rather our wardens abandon us to the night and our wits than bind us in swaddling clothing and poison us with chicken soup."
\"It's quite tediousto measure every possible thought you might encounter, then measure the brain activity for that," said John-Dylan Haynes, a Max Planck Institute neuroscientist who was not involved in the study. "This is a big step forward."
mobius has of late been pondering Alcibiades, the Greek statesman who apparently mocked the Mysteries. In the Symposium, a Dionysian gathering devoted to honoring Eros through speeches, Alcibiades gives the last speech, and it is in praise of Socrates. It seems Socrates' famous nose was akin to a flute; not the stinger of a "gadfly", but a resonating chamber for a logos that was beyond all seduction and yet seduction itself.
Shiva, I would Like you to Meet Shakti. Shakti, Behold the Splendor of Shiva
"The logos is the informational aspect of Universe manifesting itself in the particularity of our individuated and embodied consciousness as we open to it. Transformative, the logos is played by us in our differential approaches, encounters, and adjustment of our aperture unto it from Zero to Infinity, and, in opening, it plays us like a 3 billion based paired piano to the tune of the ever expanding, developing, involuting differentiating and complexifying cosmos. And so on."
Mandala, My Name is Mandala
It's wikidelic: While waiting to score some antibiotics with which to contain an outbreak of strep, mobius heard his name: "Mr. Doily!"
An unanticpated and perhaps unprecedented calm pervades mobius's sickness. Some palpable new difference has been experienced, a distinction between Self - the awareness behind which all experience manifests and with which it is thoroughly and differentially interwoven ( Mr. Doily!) - and Universe, the appearance of an ecoystem distinct from the Self - "the external world." mobius lives in that distinction. What incroyable ongoing calm can be found by beholding and inhabiting this distinction -itself shaped like a snowflake - without effort! [Mr. Doily!
Pronunciation: 'doi-lE
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural doilies
Etymology: Doily or Doyley fl1711 London draper
1 : a small napkin
2 : a small often decorative mat"
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