not sure what that means,
went for a walk with maia,
thought (as i have been alot lately) about the interconnectedness of all things,
like the term consciousness, it seems this word comes close to being the most spiritual of all with no connotation of religion or “spirituality”.
if you are conscious then you are experiencing all that is, and to what degree you are conscious or aware that you ARE this consciousness will determine how you choose to interact with that wich creates itself constantly.
hmmmmmm…
pretty cool, strange stuff, i feel like i’m dreaming a lot lately
remember when “they” would always tell you to stop daydreaming in school. What if they never told you that? i wonder if i stopped subconsciously, if i turned off the daydream at some point.
the weather here in chico is strangely amazing it’s like 70 something and sunny,
i’ve been painting (prepping to paint) my house for the last week, i’m going to take pictures tomorrow so i can show you.
give thanks for our eyes touching eachothers,
dave
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radio show and rico writing
I got the radio show again this semester, anyone can check it out since it’s on the net. My show is called opening the sky cave, i’ll be reading some poetry and various writings, doing some interviews and playin some super cool music. Check it out if you can, it’s thursday nights from 9:30-11:30.
i met this really cool person at the naked lounge tonight a young genius who’s sisters with this other amazing kid i recently met. When you (i) meet young people that are REALLY powerful it makes me happy. Give thanks for these wonderlings and all soul brothers and sisters.
I’ve included some writing from my friend rico–fellow aquarian–he goes into these hyperreality trance states and writes this beautiful perfect nonesense/altersense i should say– it’s really great stuff– abstract–i can relate check it:
Staring , the motion shifts carefully in calculated moves, care to fly?
The fly distorts data that redemes passing thoughts collecting for 1-800 blindness Inc.
…click for deadlines on tuesdays fading dots, fly home, to the country, breakdown, breakthrough, self mocking mirrored moments of nervous laughter, pure, even if its too heavy, he still thought about the combinations but first he thought of her,
his daughter, he spoke of her mostly, it was obvious he cared and I thought he was lucky for being human
to love all without dirctly saying it, to calmly say, im here…
she wanted to get through while driving in the car, maybe the motion after 4 years of screaming either adopted change too early or too late,but the need for two always proceeded the need for one, even it was to be handled to
dress up, we still all needed each other, after all these years, to talk to , with and through the airs errors,
signs motions emptiness breeding absence within the presence of knowing how time dissolved with all the things you didnt say,or couldnt say, and I gave up on the collective spiritual efforts after discovering pure spirituality was only embarked upon in complete void of man, inside the circles of space, a dark universe, internally boundless of
deep space, the answers were, to connect and put together how you saw it, infinite, as the light universe was well traveled, but limited, the obstacles created missing pieces of the puzzle.
reading group Mondays
Greetings all
I am starting a reading group of the spiritual nature here at the temple on Monday evenings @ 7:30 following the daily meditation. The format is fairly loose as of yet, we can invent it as we go along. Read a couple chapters, discuss, bring in relevant, parallel information, talk of our own experiences. It should be quite fun and enriching, a good way to expand our daily lives.
The first book we’ll be reading is The Voice of Knowledge, by Don Miguel Ruiz (author of The Four Agreements, The Mastery of Love and others).
http://www.miguelruiz.com
you can link to amazon from here and buy the book (shipping and all) for under $15
This Monday Feb 13 will be a brief intro into Don Miguel and the Toltec Teachings.
No reading is required.
We’ll be listening to an interview with one of Don Miguel’s disciples
you can find this here:
http://www.achieveradio.com/showpages/potential.htm
scroll down to the very bottom, its an interview with Gary Van Warmerdam,
who studied under Don Miguel.
The following Week Mon. Feb 20th we’ll be discussing the intro and first chapter.
the group is free,
tea’s on me
blessings,
dave
the cup was never a cake
Freshly squeezed foundation of molten green clay
shapeshifting into the certainty of uncertainty the tomrmenting claims of the minds disease fade away faster and faster and until the clammoring voices cease i will wear my outsides inside out clinging to the resistence that smiles
taking into account the other, now the path is tread with no lending ear to sing to softly and quite inconveniently at the best part of the song, mixing quietly in the innocent piles of her hair, a waiting room for disaster, but incalcuable plodding was being done by the master, whos face glowed red behing the evershifting green maleable container.
contained within this bag:
nail clippers
sweater
amethyst
lighter
pair of gloves
vaseline
black lipstick
all striving for equality i cannot and will not choose between your quality and quantity find the taste of the nasal injection refundatory
refundatory?
the cup was never a cake
until today
Today’s my birth-day (the big three OH)
my sister mom and niece came to chico yesterday to hang out for my birthday. It was extremely amazing, i give endless thanks to be part of such an amazing experience. I’ll give you a link to my moms kodak gallery when she gets the photos up, she was snapping away the whole vist 😉
my friend labeba wrote me this emai:
I’ve included a picture of her from her recent music making exscursion to jamaica,
many blessings and gifts of mutating light creatures to guide you on this amazing path.
Dave,
On this day I give thanks for you and feel so blessed to be able to share
moments and commune in sacred space.
Love and hugs,
Labeba
In the heart of freedom
wings spread
this love like a dove
taking off beyond the horizon
giving thanks for the beauty of this life
giving thanks for all of creation
as you breathe
the sky blessess you with endless
gifts.
i’m “off” work for a bit
i’ve got the month of february off from my graphic design job as chico state.
i’m putting up a show at the naked lounge tonight, go check it out if you get a chance.
I’v been working on a big piece for it all day. I’m going to go meet with my music professor to see what kind of stuff i need to get my keyboard and 808 to play with my computer.
i’ve included a couple of images, the first one( above) is an assemblage piece my friend bill gave me for my birthday (feb 6). It’s of the Greenman, it actually came at a very important time as my dreams were getting really scary.
the picture below is of a bird and some collage materials which is what i was working on this morning.
many blessings,
dragonboy.
begining again
he retraced his steps back to infinity
imagine the scene.
carefully carved niches in the side
of a sandstone mansion
no “mistakes” were ever made
mother would always erase that which was created
a simple profound truth.
one that would liberate the willing.
where would the eyes meet?
in the midst of the “other”
one can see the inevitablility of love in action,
for dreams cannot exist without the “other”.
as each is awakened the imprint of I
is burned and becomes foremost
on the path
here’s a cool talk i was listening to this morning
waking up
shaking dust from the body
light leaves spiral and smile as gorilla teeth show to the sun
escaped the death of spiders bite in sleep now angels applaude the risen
whos stamen shall shake in the dreamers vision today
whos grace shall enter the train of the coming to be
coming to light the remembering call
the ageless wisdom
courses in the lifetimes of countless halls
there beckons the infinite angel
who’s body breaths through us all
no doubt in heart i’ve seen her face before
and endless struggles shrouded soul has staked
in reaching her awaiting arms
deaming the street car worthy
the man in black pushes the power forward
i climb to the front only to feel the moment move backward
in the middle she whispers
up and out
i see its course continue
i am the dreamer
i am the final venue
listening to 80s music and designing vagina poster
man i used to hate 80’s music, i think there was some negative emotional attatchment there, that i’ve now worked through. i’ve been working SOOO much lately, it’s crazy. UGGGH. but it’s pretty cool too though cause i get next month off. I took a screen capture of my screen to show you my progress and one of these designs won’t get used so you see it before it comes out and also what coulda been. lots of work in photoshop, the sun’s been out for the last few days yeah! k, gunna try the html thingy to put this image on here.
LOGOS!!
ughh. I’ve been working on this logo for Instructional Technology Strategic plan and it’s been really tuff. I can’t complain though cause it’s challenging and that’s always fun and rewarding. I start my first music class on Thursday and i’m pretty jazzed about that (pun intended).
One of my bestest friends in the world and mentors Ryan came back to chico to visit from Japan where he’s been teaching. He brought me a print of one of my favorite photos of his. He’s actually been shooting A lot of photos. I’m going to try and attach an image of the photo he printed for me using my minimal html skills.