Preludes & Fugues
Every time I REALLY examine, gaze in depth, FOCUS and LOOK at my reflection
in a mirror, I AM STUNNED AT THE SAGGING, doughy, lumpy, mashed potato
muscles and flesh I see starring back at me. I know testosterone (the good kind) and collegian is disappearing at a alarming rate!
My grandmother told me that why we wrinkle is because of the years that GRAVITY pulls on our bodies and it gradually BRINGS US DOWN into a heap of wrinkled flesh and twisted bone!
God knows I have taken every supplement, done every exercise and chanted every affirmation possible to avoid this wreckage, however, the inside of my upper arms are indescribable! Alas! I choose to burn my muscle sleeve shirts,
and opt for LONG SLEEVES and FLOWING type shirts. I now know why women wear "dusters" and "moomoos" in later life as well as sandals and low pumps.
I have to call Depack Choppra and ask why his book: AGELESS BODY TIMELESS MIND has not worked for me! (probably because I did not buy his Indian herbs and potions!)
I am now searching for ANTI-GRAVITY! (that probably translates into a dimension called DEATH?) until then I will struggle with GRAVITY and hope it holds my brain cells IN PLACE if nothing else, I could try the Dorian Gray trick, but I don't have the time to stare at pictures of myself when I was 21! Hell, I'd rather look at porno!
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
summer maddness...
Preludes & Fugues
I finally am taking a few moments to express how amazing this summer season has gone so far. Years ago, (before the biggest highway renovation in America began taking place up the Snake River Canyon) I opened my little restaurant early in the morning and hardly ever closed until after midnight. (I was also in my late 30's) BUT...people were falling out the door. We simply could not handle all the traffic in a day and night! THEN THE CONSTRUCTION CLOSED THE MAIN PASSAGE INTO JACKSON HOLE plus mud slides, and constant delays involving traffic and gargantuan road equipment, needless to say, the business suffered.
THIS YEAR THE ROAD IS OPEN and the BUSINESS IS FLOWING LIKE MILK AND HONEY! I AM WORKING HARDER THAN EVER AND VERY HAPPY!
NEXT SUNDAY WE BEGIN THE ANNUAL "MUSIC UNDER THE STARS" musical nights and they run through July and the first week in Aug. weather permitting.
This is a blessed event for me as I get out of the kitchen and can make music with three great musicians in their own right as well as watch people eat, drink and dance under the moon light! (but, still go to bed after midnight.)
Speaking of Moonlight. My friends that are into UFO's are telling me about all kinds of exciting and amazing things that are happening from the bottom of the planet to the crown of the North Pole regarding some help from OUR FRIENDS THAT ARE NOT LIVING ON THIS PARTICULAR SPACE SHIP CALLED EARTH! Hopefully they can alter a few things regarding nuclear missile power and global warming brought on my an insane govt. in DC.
My sister called from New Orleans yesterday! She spent the day with one of my favorite news men, ANDERSON COOPER!
Also, have come up with some new stretching exerices that seem to help with my aches and pains...
Gotta get my ares to work. Have tons more to write but no time! REMEMBER:
EYES TO THE SKIES!
"
I finally am taking a few moments to express how amazing this summer season has gone so far. Years ago, (before the biggest highway renovation in America began taking place up the Snake River Canyon) I opened my little restaurant early in the morning and hardly ever closed until after midnight. (I was also in my late 30's) BUT...people were falling out the door. We simply could not handle all the traffic in a day and night! THEN THE CONSTRUCTION CLOSED THE MAIN PASSAGE INTO JACKSON HOLE plus mud slides, and constant delays involving traffic and gargantuan road equipment, needless to say, the business suffered.
THIS YEAR THE ROAD IS OPEN and the BUSINESS IS FLOWING LIKE MILK AND HONEY! I AM WORKING HARDER THAN EVER AND VERY HAPPY!
NEXT SUNDAY WE BEGIN THE ANNUAL "MUSIC UNDER THE STARS" musical nights and they run through July and the first week in Aug. weather permitting.
This is a blessed event for me as I get out of the kitchen and can make music with three great musicians in their own right as well as watch people eat, drink and dance under the moon light! (but, still go to bed after midnight.)
Speaking of Moonlight. My friends that are into UFO's are telling me about all kinds of exciting and amazing things that are happening from the bottom of the planet to the crown of the North Pole regarding some help from OUR FRIENDS THAT ARE NOT LIVING ON THIS PARTICULAR SPACE SHIP CALLED EARTH! Hopefully they can alter a few things regarding nuclear missile power and global warming brought on my an insane govt. in DC.
My sister called from New Orleans yesterday! She spent the day with one of my favorite news men, ANDERSON COOPER!
Also, have come up with some new stretching exerices that seem to help with my aches and pains...
Gotta get my ares to work. Have tons more to write but no time! REMEMBER:
EYES TO THE SKIES!
"
Thursday, June 08, 2006
knottyboy rules!
Preludes & Fugues
I could not have listed the reasons for and reason not for believing in one word or deed that comes out of Washington DC, the Capitol and White House as
KNOTTYBOY.blogspot.com has on his blog this morning. GO READ IT.
Thanks KNOTTY for being so NAUGHTY!
Finally rain. Those who dares to say there is no such thing as GLOBAL WARMING have honestly cooked at a very high temperature their brains beyond the ability to sense cold, hot, wet and dry! The weather has felt like mid August. Iris are in magnificent bloom and the lupin are regal as ever! If anyone drives by the business do stop to see the lilacs, iris and lupin. (the cook and staff are also not so bad, kinda limp in the blossoming dept. but willing to smile at you.)
Have had some strange energy around me. INVISIBLE STUFF! But messages about things that only pertain to my self. But sometimes it can get creepy being sensitive to the ethers!
Will have been open for two weeks as of tomorrow and what a great two weeks.
As the British say: Right as RAIN! and Good as GOLD!
I could not have listed the reasons for and reason not for believing in one word or deed that comes out of Washington DC, the Capitol and White House as
KNOTTYBOY.blogspot.com has on his blog this morning. GO READ IT.
Thanks KNOTTY for being so NAUGHTY!
Finally rain. Those who dares to say there is no such thing as GLOBAL WARMING have honestly cooked at a very high temperature their brains beyond the ability to sense cold, hot, wet and dry! The weather has felt like mid August. Iris are in magnificent bloom and the lupin are regal as ever! If anyone drives by the business do stop to see the lilacs, iris and lupin. (the cook and staff are also not so bad, kinda limp in the blossoming dept. but willing to smile at you.)
Have had some strange energy around me. INVISIBLE STUFF! But messages about things that only pertain to my self. But sometimes it can get creepy being sensitive to the ethers!
Will have been open for two weeks as of tomorrow and what a great two weeks.
As the British say: Right as RAIN! and Good as GOLD!
My thoughts exactly!
Preludes & Fugues
Anyone that may come upon my blogspot, my blog today is: GO TO:
knottyboy.blogspot.com and read his post for today! IT SAYS EVERYTHING EVERY AMERICAN SHOULD BE AWARE OF AND UNDERSTAND!. Thanks Knotty
for being so NAUGHTY!
Anyone that may come upon my blogspot, my blog today is: GO TO:
knottyboy.blogspot.com and read his post for today! IT SAYS EVERYTHING EVERY AMERICAN SHOULD BE AWARE OF AND UNDERSTAND!. Thanks Knotty
for being so NAUGHTY!
Friday, June 02, 2006
Give it up to the universe...
I love being nearly 60! Not because of the sagging skin, fuzzy eye sight and moments of body pain, I love it because of the "emotional and spiritual POWERS" one can seem to experience without warning! Be it years of programing or just a normal part of aging, but I did something a few days ago I have attempted to achieve on and off over the past 60 years: WHEN ONE HAS A PROBLEM SIMPLY TURN IT OVER TO THE UNIVERSE. In other words do nothing, but tell the universe that you trust in what the outcome will be and move on.
A few days ago I experienced a very traumatic situation with a dear friend. After tears, screaming and all that shit she walked out crying. Well, I simply went into the forest and gave all my inner emotions to the universe saying: "I trust, that this problem will be resolved and nothing of a negative nature will result from these words and feelings of distress."
Worked! Or did I just drop into some abyss of denial, or do some things really work out for the best when WE GET OUR EGOS OUT OF THE WAY?
Regardless, I am so pleased that I kept my mouth shut, tried to reach out and give some comfort, but that most of all I did not EMPOWER anyone or Idea by not reacting to the situation and simply allowing it to play itself out according to the script that was written in life's book of karmic events.
I only wish I could react this way when my computer goes into ADA syndrome or I play every wrong note imaginable during a rendition of a Beethoven Sonata!
ILLUSIONS. Kenue Reeves said everything in our life and the universe is a WAVE.
Well, It's a wave when your not looking at it and it is a particle when you observe the wave! WAVES, PARTICLES, WHAT EVER, The universe came through for me!
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Bush & Blair Speaking out!
Preludes & Fugues
I promised myself that I would not use this blog as an arena for ranting and screaming over political mayhem. HOWEVER after I read the news regarding how Bush and Blair have come forth admitting their arrogance and mistakes...OMG!
Where in the hell were these idiots when Hauns Blix made it clear that Iraq did not have WMD and the means to defend their country from such an invasion? God help the many Iraq children with no limbs, eye sight and parents, let alone food and shelter! Young American's dead for what? 2,400 something, dead! WHY IN HELL WE DID NOT ATTACT SAUDI ARABIA or AFGHANISTAN? It is still puzzling? oil or simply a Bush family revenge?
At least Karmic justice is evolving in the White House.
Have a great day. I am having a beautiful day regardless of snow and cold!
Opening of the Nordic Inn and Brenthoven's Restaurant was phenomenal.
Wish everyone I know could have been here! You are in spirit!
I promised myself that I would not use this blog as an arena for ranting and screaming over political mayhem. HOWEVER after I read the news regarding how Bush and Blair have come forth admitting their arrogance and mistakes...OMG!
Where in the hell were these idiots when Hauns Blix made it clear that Iraq did not have WMD and the means to defend their country from such an invasion? God help the many Iraq children with no limbs, eye sight and parents, let alone food and shelter! Young American's dead for what? 2,400 something, dead! WHY IN HELL WE DID NOT ATTACT SAUDI ARABIA or AFGHANISTAN? It is still puzzling? oil or simply a Bush family revenge?
At least Karmic justice is evolving in the White House.
Have a great day. I am having a beautiful day regardless of snow and cold!
Opening of the Nordic Inn and Brenthoven's Restaurant was phenomenal.
Wish everyone I know could have been here! You are in spirit!
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Rod McKuen
Preludes & Fugues
I was introduced to the poetry of Rod McKuen in 1968. I purchased the book "Stanyan Street & Other Sorrows" but from 1968 to 1985 the book was misplaced or lost in moving from one love affair to the next. Two years ago I found a first edition in a dusty used book shop in Dunedin New Zealand. It was like discovering a dear friend that you have totally lost track of over years and years of traveling through life's adventures. I try to read a poem every night before I retire for dream land and last night I read the entire Stanyan Street & Other Sorrows.
"SOME THOUGHTS FOR BENSON GREEN ON HIS TWENTY-SEVENTH BIRTHDAY" is one of my favorites of McKuen.
"I know
that love is worth the time it takes to find.
Think of that when all the world seems made of walk-up rooms
and hands in empty pockets.
I know your smile
and it is much too warm to waste on people in the street
(though smiles are plentiful)
and
I know
that if you keep the empty heart alive a little longer
love will come.
It always does,
maybe just at the last moment, but it will come
YOU MUST BELIEVE THAT
or else there isn't any reason to be twenty seven."
I remember being 27 and I remember desperately hoping to find love...
At 37 I did find love and that love has endured for 21 years.
Thank you Rod for giving me a belief in love when I was 27!
(BTW, I still fall in love with a face, body, sound or scent at least once every few days. God, it makes life so enchanting!)
I was introduced to the poetry of Rod McKuen in 1968. I purchased the book "Stanyan Street & Other Sorrows" but from 1968 to 1985 the book was misplaced or lost in moving from one love affair to the next. Two years ago I found a first edition in a dusty used book shop in Dunedin New Zealand. It was like discovering a dear friend that you have totally lost track of over years and years of traveling through life's adventures. I try to read a poem every night before I retire for dream land and last night I read the entire Stanyan Street & Other Sorrows.
"SOME THOUGHTS FOR BENSON GREEN ON HIS TWENTY-SEVENTH BIRTHDAY" is one of my favorites of McKuen.
"I know
that love is worth the time it takes to find.
Think of that when all the world seems made of walk-up rooms
and hands in empty pockets.
I know your smile
and it is much too warm to waste on people in the street
(though smiles are plentiful)
and
I know
that if you keep the empty heart alive a little longer
love will come.
It always does,
maybe just at the last moment, but it will come
YOU MUST BELIEVE THAT
or else there isn't any reason to be twenty seven."
I remember being 27 and I remember desperately hoping to find love...
At 37 I did find love and that love has endured for 21 years.
Thank you Rod for giving me a belief in love when I was 27!
(BTW, I still fall in love with a face, body, sound or scent at least once every few days. God, it makes life so enchanting!)
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Preludes & Fugues
Preludes & Fugues
Today had to be in the high 70's or 80's. Springtime in the Rockies can be interesting as far as weather, but today was HOT. Snow is still half way down the mountains and the tulips, daffodils and other spring things that blossom from bulbs are bobbing their heads against the alpine breezes.
I spent the day moving furniture out of rooms so that old carpet could be lifted and new carpet laid down. The furniture in the rooms is very heavy. Also had the office re-carpeted and the furniture in that area weighs a ton! Between moving huge beds, chest of drawers and lamps, mattress and box springs, I groomed the gardens. I think that every human being should spend time working the earth with their bare hands. Tonight my hands do not even remotely resemble that of a pianist. The nails have black soil embedded in the cuticles, and the blisters are massive, but the link between our bodies and the chemicals within the earth is such a sacred marriage. Needless to say, I am exhausted, but happy.
Also, something that resonated of a spiritual lesson today was the fact we have not been able to get our DSL working properly in the office. After many over the phone troubleshooting exercises, I demanded that a representative drive down and check out the situation. WE HAD THE PHONE JACK IN THE WRONG OUTLET!!!! Most embarrassing yet, such a simple mistake! There is a hidden lesson somewhere in this event! I spent half of my life putting the wrong things into the wrong outlets!!!!!!!!
My mother turns 80 years old on Friday so I drive to Utah for the festivities and will see members of my family I have never met! New arrives, husbands, and wives of nieces and nephews. Sometimes I think I live on an entire different planet than most of my family. Possibly I am something of an alien. Had dinner with two of my best friends Sunday, I hope I am from the same universe they originate from 'cause they are family! I could play all through eternity with them because they are artists as well as brothers! Friends help maintain my sanity.
Today had to be in the high 70's or 80's. Springtime in the Rockies can be interesting as far as weather, but today was HOT. Snow is still half way down the mountains and the tulips, daffodils and other spring things that blossom from bulbs are bobbing their heads against the alpine breezes.
I spent the day moving furniture out of rooms so that old carpet could be lifted and new carpet laid down. The furniture in the rooms is very heavy. Also had the office re-carpeted and the furniture in that area weighs a ton! Between moving huge beds, chest of drawers and lamps, mattress and box springs, I groomed the gardens. I think that every human being should spend time working the earth with their bare hands. Tonight my hands do not even remotely resemble that of a pianist. The nails have black soil embedded in the cuticles, and the blisters are massive, but the link between our bodies and the chemicals within the earth is such a sacred marriage. Needless to say, I am exhausted, but happy.
Also, something that resonated of a spiritual lesson today was the fact we have not been able to get our DSL working properly in the office. After many over the phone troubleshooting exercises, I demanded that a representative drive down and check out the situation. WE HAD THE PHONE JACK IN THE WRONG OUTLET!!!! Most embarrassing yet, such a simple mistake! There is a hidden lesson somewhere in this event! I spent half of my life putting the wrong things into the wrong outlets!!!!!!!!
My mother turns 80 years old on Friday so I drive to Utah for the festivities and will see members of my family I have never met! New arrives, husbands, and wives of nieces and nephews. Sometimes I think I live on an entire different planet than most of my family. Possibly I am something of an alien. Had dinner with two of my best friends Sunday, I hope I am from the same universe they originate from 'cause they are family! I could play all through eternity with them because they are artists as well as brothers! Friends help maintain my sanity.
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Joys of ART!
Preludes & Fugues
Music has been recognized as the most abstract of the arts. Films, painting, sculpture, theater, dance all ignite images of real-life situations, music creates a metaphor in the mind and heart of the listener. This metaphor can cause buried memories of love, hate, anger, fear, and hurt that ONLY THE VIBRATIONS OF MUSIC CAN EXPESS.
I have always had a deep appreciation for poetry and music as well as the visual arts. Tonight as I write I have two gorgeous pieces of art that are music to my eyes and body. My sister T. is a great artist. At Christmas she gave me a beautiful "study" she had drawn of DaVinci's "ANGEL" The eyes in this drawing are haunting. I hung it beside my piano so as to see it as I practice. I believe we all have guardian angels that guard and inspire us. And many of us are Angels in waiting.
Walking Wounded has the most honored place in my room, he sits on my grand piano. He vibrates so much love and patience. Heart break and unexplainable sadness and yes, JOY! I touch him every morning and night. His eyes reach across the room as I write this! The man that created this has channeled something in clay that is made out of the essence of music!
To be blest by the talents of friends is amazing. I often say that I talk to the dead, well I also talk to art!
Music has been recognized as the most abstract of the arts. Films, painting, sculpture, theater, dance all ignite images of real-life situations, music creates a metaphor in the mind and heart of the listener. This metaphor can cause buried memories of love, hate, anger, fear, and hurt that ONLY THE VIBRATIONS OF MUSIC CAN EXPESS.
I have always had a deep appreciation for poetry and music as well as the visual arts. Tonight as I write I have two gorgeous pieces of art that are music to my eyes and body. My sister T. is a great artist. At Christmas she gave me a beautiful "study" she had drawn of DaVinci's "ANGEL" The eyes in this drawing are haunting. I hung it beside my piano so as to see it as I practice. I believe we all have guardian angels that guard and inspire us. And many of us are Angels in waiting.
Walking Wounded has the most honored place in my room, he sits on my grand piano. He vibrates so much love and patience. Heart break and unexplainable sadness and yes, JOY! I touch him every morning and night. His eyes reach across the room as I write this! The man that created this has channeled something in clay that is made out of the essence of music!
To be blest by the talents of friends is amazing. I often say that I talk to the dead, well I also talk to art!
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Home in Wyoming...
Preludes & Fugues
Arrived in LAX with all the usual immigration BS and the SECURITY checks, and of course I was pulled aside, or as the security guard said, "Mr. Johnston, you have been SELECTED by TSA yada yada yada..." I told him, I've been through this 8 times within the past two years! It all went well, but delays getting into SLC. Dad was there to pick me up at baggage. Great to see the family.
Drove from Ogden to Alpine May 2nd. The seasonal change from winter to spring is a wonderful source of new energy in both mind and body. Everything was perfect at the house in Alpine and the Nordic Inn.
It amazes me how man can adjust to his surroundings so easily. Each year I become sad as I say goodbye to friends, my pianos, and surroundings in WY. Once I am settled into Queenstown
I become familiar with my studio, piano and surroundings and then when leaving Queenstown I feel saddened because of leaving the life style I become accustomed to. CHANGE IS GOOD! At least I clean out lots of crap from closets, bookcases, and my mind! (as well as my bank account.)
Will try to get DSL within the week. Using a land line is SLOW!
It is fantastic to be nestled within these protective mountains. Summer is coming and with it long days and nights. The beat goes on...
Arrived in LAX with all the usual immigration BS and the SECURITY checks, and of course I was pulled aside, or as the security guard said, "Mr. Johnston, you have been SELECTED by TSA yada yada yada..." I told him, I've been through this 8 times within the past two years! It all went well, but delays getting into SLC. Dad was there to pick me up at baggage. Great to see the family.
Drove from Ogden to Alpine May 2nd. The seasonal change from winter to spring is a wonderful source of new energy in both mind and body. Everything was perfect at the house in Alpine and the Nordic Inn.
It amazes me how man can adjust to his surroundings so easily. Each year I become sad as I say goodbye to friends, my pianos, and surroundings in WY. Once I am settled into Queenstown
I become familiar with my studio, piano and surroundings and then when leaving Queenstown I feel saddened because of leaving the life style I become accustomed to. CHANGE IS GOOD! At least I clean out lots of crap from closets, bookcases, and my mind! (as well as my bank account.)
Will try to get DSL within the week. Using a land line is SLOW!
It is fantastic to be nestled within these protective mountains. Summer is coming and with it long days and nights. The beat goes on...
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
My last blog from New Zealand
Preludes & Fugues
Tomorrow I will pull the shades over the windows of the house. After shutting the door I will secure the lock. Electricity, water and movement will cease and only the invisible memory of the past four months will haunt the rooms.
Flight to Auckland in the afternoon. Spend the night in Auckland and then fly out to LAX on the 28th. I've had four months full of adventure, contemplation, rest, creativity and most of all peace.
It is cold, snowing in the mountains and very dense cloud cover. Winter is storming around making his presence known. Spring and summer await me along with work and friends. Mother's Day will always mean a celebration of joy and happiness for me as It was the day I discovered Alpine WY 21 years ago!
I will not post a blog until after May 2nd. HOWEVER, I will continue to use this as my journal and sacred space! As Alfie said: "AH! I AM A BLEST MAN!" I am most of all GRATEFUL for all that I am and have.
Farewell New Zealand until December and to friends in Queenstown, you know I love you.
Tomorrow I will pull the shades over the windows of the house. After shutting the door I will secure the lock. Electricity, water and movement will cease and only the invisible memory of the past four months will haunt the rooms.
Flight to Auckland in the afternoon. Spend the night in Auckland and then fly out to LAX on the 28th. I've had four months full of adventure, contemplation, rest, creativity and most of all peace.
It is cold, snowing in the mountains and very dense cloud cover. Winter is storming around making his presence known. Spring and summer await me along with work and friends. Mother's Day will always mean a celebration of joy and happiness for me as It was the day I discovered Alpine WY 21 years ago!
I will not post a blog until after May 2nd. HOWEVER, I will continue to use this as my journal and sacred space! As Alfie said: "AH! I AM A BLEST MAN!" I am most of all GRATEFUL for all that I am and have.
Farewell New Zealand until December and to friends in Queenstown, you know I love you.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Intimations of Immortality
Preludes & Fugues
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere it's setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, Who is our home:
______________________________________________
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to it's tenderness, it's joys, and fear,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Wm Wordsworth 1770 - 1850
I have always found comfort and joy in these lines...I wonder IF Beethoven
ever read much of Wordsworth? They were born the same year, 1770 but Beethoven died in 1827. Billy Boy lived to be 80 years old! Ancient for the times! Ludwig only made it to 57. Not old by today's life span. God, I can only imagine what living to 80 would be like. I never dreamed I'd live to see 40!
IMMORTALITY!
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere it's setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, Who is our home:
______________________________________________
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to it's tenderness, it's joys, and fear,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Wm Wordsworth 1770 - 1850
I have always found comfort and joy in these lines...I wonder IF Beethoven
ever read much of Wordsworth? They were born the same year, 1770 but Beethoven died in 1827. Billy Boy lived to be 80 years old! Ancient for the times! Ludwig only made it to 57. Not old by today's life span. God, I can only imagine what living to 80 would be like. I never dreamed I'd live to see 40!
IMMORTALITY!
Friday, April 21, 2006
Einstein & Russell
Preludes & Fugues
Young people today lack ROLE MODLES, HEROS. People you can trust and depend upon. Parents make dreadful mistakes and always will, so as young people we choose 'role models'. Statesmen, athletic super stars, movie stars, the list is endless and always disappointing. Presidents of countries and corporations lie, and kill in the name of power and money. Golf to football stars make ridiculous amounts of money and then are arrested for drugs, sex scandals and the list is endless.
I had some great musicians to idolize and one man I will always revere. ALBERT EINSTEIN. Found this PROPHECY made in the last year of Einstein's life, July 9, 1955, he and Bertrand Russell issued the following manifesto:
"In the tragic situation which confronts humanity, we feel that scientists should assemble to appraise the perils that have arisen as a result of the development of WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION... We appeal as human beings to human beings: remember your humanity... If you can do so, the way lies open to a new paradise; if you cannot, there lies before you the risk of universal death."
Huh mmmmm! NO ONE LISTENED! Sad. I have come to the conclusion that the only way to stop the insanity is: NOT MARCHING and DIEING IN THE STREETS. The 'key' is to become a giant CEO in one of the biggest corporations.
Politicians are nothing but 'talking puppet heads' for BIG MEGA POWERFUL BUSINESS from corn flakes to nuclear WMD. Young heros will be the men and women that change the corporate world power that controls media, medicine, schools, prisons, immigration and yes organized religion.
The old paradigms of thinking continue to rule. DIVISIONS, RIGHT vs. WRONG.
Them against us. Nation vs. nation, race against race, religion against religion. Rich against the poor, communism against democracy, terrorist against non-terrorist. CAPITALISM seems to REQUIRE A CONSTANT ENEMY. I mean, we live in a world of THREATS of DESTRUCTION from the gods of the Bible, Koran, Book of Mormon, a never ending thought pattern of fear and destruction that lead to our demise. I suppose that the fear of death is the rock bottom factor!
What's that old line? THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE. It depends on your meaning of FREEDOM. Everyone's idea of freedom is so different. I like Lennon's words to a beautiful song, "IMAGINE". I listen to it sung by Liza to Sinatra. It says it all. Maybe almighty GOD, Allah, Jesus Christ, and SATAN could settle their differences out of court? and leave us out of their fight!
Young people today lack ROLE MODLES, HEROS. People you can trust and depend upon. Parents make dreadful mistakes and always will, so as young people we choose 'role models'. Statesmen, athletic super stars, movie stars, the list is endless and always disappointing. Presidents of countries and corporations lie, and kill in the name of power and money. Golf to football stars make ridiculous amounts of money and then are arrested for drugs, sex scandals and the list is endless.
I had some great musicians to idolize and one man I will always revere. ALBERT EINSTEIN. Found this PROPHECY made in the last year of Einstein's life, July 9, 1955, he and Bertrand Russell issued the following manifesto:
"In the tragic situation which confronts humanity, we feel that scientists should assemble to appraise the perils that have arisen as a result of the development of WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION... We appeal as human beings to human beings: remember your humanity... If you can do so, the way lies open to a new paradise; if you cannot, there lies before you the risk of universal death."
Huh mmmmm! NO ONE LISTENED! Sad. I have come to the conclusion that the only way to stop the insanity is: NOT MARCHING and DIEING IN THE STREETS. The 'key' is to become a giant CEO in one of the biggest corporations.
Politicians are nothing but 'talking puppet heads' for BIG MEGA POWERFUL BUSINESS from corn flakes to nuclear WMD. Young heros will be the men and women that change the corporate world power that controls media, medicine, schools, prisons, immigration and yes organized religion.
The old paradigms of thinking continue to rule. DIVISIONS, RIGHT vs. WRONG.
Them against us. Nation vs. nation, race against race, religion against religion. Rich against the poor, communism against democracy, terrorist against non-terrorist. CAPITALISM seems to REQUIRE A CONSTANT ENEMY. I mean, we live in a world of THREATS of DESTRUCTION from the gods of the Bible, Koran, Book of Mormon, a never ending thought pattern of fear and destruction that lead to our demise. I suppose that the fear of death is the rock bottom factor!
What's that old line? THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE. It depends on your meaning of FREEDOM. Everyone's idea of freedom is so different. I like Lennon's words to a beautiful song, "IMAGINE". I listen to it sung by Liza to Sinatra. It says it all. Maybe almighty GOD, Allah, Jesus Christ, and SATAN could settle their differences out of court? and leave us out of their fight!
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Einstein & Russell
Fifty years later corporate America and it's politicians are using and making WMD like never before dreamed by Einstein. I'd ask for intervention from another planet, or universe because the god of this world disappeared thousands of years ago and it aint coming back kids!
Gays, Blacks, Hispanics, women, children did not create such WEAPONS. Even Eisenhower said the country could not operate as a war machine.
I don't know IF humans in mass demonstrations can stop the madness???
Life goes on and on with E=mc2. Our mass may become Energy very soon!
life's golden coil...
Preludes & Fugues
Yesterday I was in the city of Dunedin. An absolutely "perfectly PERFECT" day. Autumn light, leaves gently falling onto green grass.
M. had two appointments with the orthodontist so I had three hours to myself.
I walked to the gardens at First Church and sat on a comfortable wooden bench. I felt centered and completely relaxed. Good time for recharging one's mind, heart and soul.
Sound is meditative and healing to me so I closed my eyes, put my head back and began concentrating on all the various caca-fonic sounds surrounding me. Coins falling on the sidewalk. Car engines, footsteps on gravel, birds, voices, the list is endless. Without warning I begin to feel myself spin out of my body. It was frightening and yet so exciting. My conscious mind kept saying: "You are having a stroke, dying or a "flash back" of a 'shroom' trip in the 60's."
I felt amazingly happy and light. Suddenly I heard my back pack fall on the grass. My ego said, "Don't let go! NO ONE YOU KNOW, KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE!" I then thought: " It really doesn't matter. Your passport, two credit cards, journal and I pod are inside the pack along with some cash." Then it happened: I heard a voice... I was not in full consciousness, but opened my eyes and standing in front of me was a young man probably 17 maybe 18 years old. "Sir, may I have $1.50?"
" I don't have change for the bus to Anderson Beach."
I could actually sense myself squeezing into my body!
I handed him the exact change. He thanked me and walked off...a gentle memory bite of a previous sound kicked in: the tinkle of odd coins falling on the sidewalk and footsteps on gravel. Previously, I had heard odd change falling on the sidewalk and footsteps. This stranger was connected to both sounds!
Just maybe the super string theory in physics is a fact...life's "golden coil" we are all wired into is real. I walked back to the hotel aware of every thing surrounding me as well below and above. Every blade of grass, store window and sensation was in a different light.
Interesting, when M. arrived back from the orthodontist, he informed me that he was getting 'state of the art' hearing aids the next day!...Serendipity? He has suffered hearing loss in his right ear for years. I felt a thrumming vibration move through my entire body. I smiled and said, "Today has been a day of all kinds of beautiful sounds."
Yesterday I was in the city of Dunedin. An absolutely "perfectly PERFECT" day. Autumn light, leaves gently falling onto green grass.
M. had two appointments with the orthodontist so I had three hours to myself.
I walked to the gardens at First Church and sat on a comfortable wooden bench. I felt centered and completely relaxed. Good time for recharging one's mind, heart and soul.
Sound is meditative and healing to me so I closed my eyes, put my head back and began concentrating on all the various caca-fonic sounds surrounding me. Coins falling on the sidewalk. Car engines, footsteps on gravel, birds, voices, the list is endless. Without warning I begin to feel myself spin out of my body. It was frightening and yet so exciting. My conscious mind kept saying: "You are having a stroke, dying or a "flash back" of a 'shroom' trip in the 60's."
I felt amazingly happy and light. Suddenly I heard my back pack fall on the grass. My ego said, "Don't let go! NO ONE YOU KNOW, KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE!" I then thought: " It really doesn't matter. Your passport, two credit cards, journal and I pod are inside the pack along with some cash." Then it happened: I heard a voice... I was not in full consciousness, but opened my eyes and standing in front of me was a young man probably 17 maybe 18 years old. "Sir, may I have $1.50?"
" I don't have change for the bus to Anderson Beach."
I could actually sense myself squeezing into my body!
I handed him the exact change. He thanked me and walked off...a gentle memory bite of a previous sound kicked in: the tinkle of odd coins falling on the sidewalk and footsteps on gravel. Previously, I had heard odd change falling on the sidewalk and footsteps. This stranger was connected to both sounds!
Just maybe the super string theory in physics is a fact...life's "golden coil" we are all wired into is real. I walked back to the hotel aware of every thing surrounding me as well below and above. Every blade of grass, store window and sensation was in a different light.
Interesting, when M. arrived back from the orthodontist, he informed me that he was getting 'state of the art' hearing aids the next day!...Serendipity? He has suffered hearing loss in his right ear for years. I felt a thrumming vibration move through my entire body. I smiled and said, "Today has been a day of all kinds of beautiful sounds."
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
I talk to the dead
Preludes & Fugues
Many years ago I enrolled in a class at College: THE PLAYS OF SHAKESPEARE. I loved the class. One day the professor, who was way up there in earth years, was late! Even with NO PROFESSOR not one student left the hall.
In a sudden flurry he dashed into the room and up to the podium.
He explained that he had been walking past the cemetery and began strolling amid the head stones, where most of his friends were living. So, he began visiting with different people WHO WERE DEAD and he and lost track of time.
I have never forgotten the story.
All of my life I have "talked" to people I have loved and known who have crossed over...I am not talking about cross-dressing. I MEAN DIED.
Sometimes I feel they are close, very close indeed. I was reading bits and pieces of poetry and such before I started my morning meditation and came upon something from the Prophet that brought much joy to my heart.
"IT WAS BUT YESTERDAY WE MET IN A DREAM. YOU HAVE SUNG TO ME IN MY ALONENESS, AND I OF YOUR LONGINGS HAVE BUILT A TOWER IN THE SKY.
IF IN THE TWILIGHT OF MEMORY WE SHOULD MEET ONCE MORE, WE SHALL SPEAK AGAIN TOGETHER AND YOU SHALL SING TO ME A DEEPER SONG. AND IF OUR HANDS SHOULD MEET IN ANOTHER DREAM, WE SHALL BUILD ANOTHER TOWER IN THE SKY...."
Today is a day of much celebration for me. A friend that has been ill will be made whole again! SO BE IT!
Many years ago I enrolled in a class at College: THE PLAYS OF SHAKESPEARE. I loved the class. One day the professor, who was way up there in earth years, was late! Even with NO PROFESSOR not one student left the hall.
In a sudden flurry he dashed into the room and up to the podium.
He explained that he had been walking past the cemetery and began strolling amid the head stones, where most of his friends were living. So, he began visiting with different people WHO WERE DEAD and he and lost track of time.
I have never forgotten the story.
All of my life I have "talked" to people I have loved and known who have crossed over...I am not talking about cross-dressing. I MEAN DIED.
Sometimes I feel they are close, very close indeed. I was reading bits and pieces of poetry and such before I started my morning meditation and came upon something from the Prophet that brought much joy to my heart.
"IT WAS BUT YESTERDAY WE MET IN A DREAM. YOU HAVE SUNG TO ME IN MY ALONENESS, AND I OF YOUR LONGINGS HAVE BUILT A TOWER IN THE SKY.
IF IN THE TWILIGHT OF MEMORY WE SHOULD MEET ONCE MORE, WE SHALL SPEAK AGAIN TOGETHER AND YOU SHALL SING TO ME A DEEPER SONG. AND IF OUR HANDS SHOULD MEET IN ANOTHER DREAM, WE SHALL BUILD ANOTHER TOWER IN THE SKY...."
Today is a day of much celebration for me. A friend that has been ill will be made whole again! SO BE IT!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Botox...
Preludes & Fugues
I have written 5 blogs the past 24 hours and just before posting them I hit the delete key! Is it my sub conscious mind or some other force NOT allowing me to publish these recent blogs?
Yesterday I went to the Clinic at 2:45 PM. The Doctor was over 6' tall, a look a like for George Clooney! I mean it. All fear and anxiety dissipated to, PLEASE INJECT ALL OF MY CREASES! He was excellent. He explained that BOTOX does not take years off your face. Only a face lift 'sometimes' achieves that desired result. Botox takes three months IN, three months OUT. Meaning, I will need another treatment three months from now. Then it will hold for usually 6 months, then another treatment and from then on once a year.
I had 13 injections. Three between the eyes, two on each side of the forehead, three on each side of eyes for crow's feet, one on each side of the lower jaw. NO PAIN, NO SWELLING, NO BRUISING.
THIS MORNING SAME OLD MOSAIC THAT HAS STARRED BACK AT ME FOR YEARS. So we'll see in a couple of weeks. BTW this was not a cheap date. It cost over $800.00 NZD.
Life is an adventure and one can't complain about something IF one has not taken advantage of all the ways to overcome something they wish to change. Mind you smile lines are not life threatening, but I would like to appear a bit smoother and awake!
I'm outta here.
I have written 5 blogs the past 24 hours and just before posting them I hit the delete key! Is it my sub conscious mind or some other force NOT allowing me to publish these recent blogs?
Yesterday I went to the Clinic at 2:45 PM. The Doctor was over 6' tall, a look a like for George Clooney! I mean it. All fear and anxiety dissipated to, PLEASE INJECT ALL OF MY CREASES! He was excellent. He explained that BOTOX does not take years off your face. Only a face lift 'sometimes' achieves that desired result. Botox takes three months IN, three months OUT. Meaning, I will need another treatment three months from now. Then it will hold for usually 6 months, then another treatment and from then on once a year.
I had 13 injections. Three between the eyes, two on each side of the forehead, three on each side of eyes for crow's feet, one on each side of the lower jaw. NO PAIN, NO SWELLING, NO BRUISING.
THIS MORNING SAME OLD MOSAIC THAT HAS STARRED BACK AT ME FOR YEARS. So we'll see in a couple of weeks. BTW this was not a cheap date. It cost over $800.00 NZD.
Life is an adventure and one can't complain about something IF one has not taken advantage of all the ways to overcome something they wish to change. Mind you smile lines are not life threatening, but I would like to appear a bit smoother and awake!
I'm outta here.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Until WHAT?
Preludes & Fugues
I received a phone call from the states yesterday morning. It was my sister. First thing that slid across my mind was my mother or father had turned very ill. NO, she called to inform me that the husband of my niece that lives in Southern Utah was drowned to death in a very bad canoe accident on the Virgin River early in the morning. Devastating. They have a 9 month old baby girl, just purchased a new home and John was attending college as well as working full time.
I called home. Life seems to march on regardless of death. I was momentarily reminded of ever so many friends and family members that have left this dimension via the process we call DEATH!
I am not feeling depression, I feel grateful in one respect: IF HE HAD LIVED AND HAD SUFFERED SERIOUS BRAIN DAMAGE THE CHANCES OF HIS LIFE BEING REDUCED TO A BED, LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEM AND ENDLESS MEDICAL CARE...NO!
He is in a better place and life will move on until his daughter and child choose to go where he has gone.
Life is simply an adventure. Do we choose the events and problems that are presented before us in a lifetime so that we can learn? balance karma? does everything that happen occur because of FATE? I learned do not spend a life time worrying about such subjects, or else you will waste precious life that you are able to enjoy and fulfill so many of your dreams.
Nice day. Spent it in the wine country. Had a wonderful lunch at the Carrick Winery, Field mushrooms on polenta and green salad. The wine was delicious and the espresso after lunch perfect. The leaves are in stunning color. The moon is shedding it's pale light upon the snow capped peaks as I write. Life is good! I am going to the piano and play 'Clair de lune...' perfect piece for a benediction on this day.
I received a phone call from the states yesterday morning. It was my sister. First thing that slid across my mind was my mother or father had turned very ill. NO, she called to inform me that the husband of my niece that lives in Southern Utah was drowned to death in a very bad canoe accident on the Virgin River early in the morning. Devastating. They have a 9 month old baby girl, just purchased a new home and John was attending college as well as working full time.
I called home. Life seems to march on regardless of death. I was momentarily reminded of ever so many friends and family members that have left this dimension via the process we call DEATH!
I am not feeling depression, I feel grateful in one respect: IF HE HAD LIVED AND HAD SUFFERED SERIOUS BRAIN DAMAGE THE CHANCES OF HIS LIFE BEING REDUCED TO A BED, LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEM AND ENDLESS MEDICAL CARE...NO!
He is in a better place and life will move on until his daughter and child choose to go where he has gone.
Life is simply an adventure. Do we choose the events and problems that are presented before us in a lifetime so that we can learn? balance karma? does everything that happen occur because of FATE? I learned do not spend a life time worrying about such subjects, or else you will waste precious life that you are able to enjoy and fulfill so many of your dreams.
Nice day. Spent it in the wine country. Had a wonderful lunch at the Carrick Winery, Field mushrooms on polenta and green salad. The wine was delicious and the espresso after lunch perfect. The leaves are in stunning color. The moon is shedding it's pale light upon the snow capped peaks as I write. Life is good! I am going to the piano and play 'Clair de lune...' perfect piece for a benediction on this day.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
It's OVER until?
Preludes & Fugues
Reflexology was MAGIC today. Anna did not feel this oppressive sadness and NEITHER DID I. She could sense that my chakras are more balanced. I will do one more session on the 24th before flying to the States.
Went to the Clinic. God, it was busy to say the least, but got in with a doctor that had a great smile and brilliant blue eyes. ZYBAN is the name for Wellbutrin down here. Hoping they had some generic but no such luck. I got the how to stop smoking booklet, and all the big informational packets that come with the STOP SMOKING PRESCRIPTION. I needed stop depression. But I got the script.
Milne called back from ABOUTFACE and yes Tues. will be a BOTOX MOMENT!
Then to celebrate the survival and transformation out of this horrible DEPRESSION I purchased a piece of fantastic art! My dearest friend Wayne Noffsinger, as created something that IS MINE! The second I laid my eyes on it something ripped my heart open! I feel in love with the little man. Can't wait to have it on my piano! It is called: "THE WALKING WOUNDED". Some power was whispering in his inner ear when he set to creating this piece of art. Walking Wounded, is kind of a portrait of who I was, am, want to be... I called Wayne today and had the visa card in hand. (If you want to see this man's work go to:
bluefox.com or bluefox gallery.com He and his partner Tony are master artisans.)
I actually feel different. A shift inside of my head and heart. I finally know what the sages meant when they say things like: No one else can save you, only you can save your own life. To thine own-self be true and the list goes on. I am basking in this new found peace. I appreciate Beethoven in a way I never dreamed I would. He did create an archive of all the human emotions and dreams in his symphonies and almost everything he composed the last years of his life.
Going to Walnut Cottage for Dins. I'M OUTTA HERE.
Reflexology was MAGIC today. Anna did not feel this oppressive sadness and NEITHER DID I. She could sense that my chakras are more balanced. I will do one more session on the 24th before flying to the States.
Went to the Clinic. God, it was busy to say the least, but got in with a doctor that had a great smile and brilliant blue eyes. ZYBAN is the name for Wellbutrin down here. Hoping they had some generic but no such luck. I got the how to stop smoking booklet, and all the big informational packets that come with the STOP SMOKING PRESCRIPTION. I needed stop depression. But I got the script.
Milne called back from ABOUTFACE and yes Tues. will be a BOTOX MOMENT!
Then to celebrate the survival and transformation out of this horrible DEPRESSION I purchased a piece of fantastic art! My dearest friend Wayne Noffsinger, as created something that IS MINE! The second I laid my eyes on it something ripped my heart open! I feel in love with the little man. Can't wait to have it on my piano! It is called: "THE WALKING WOUNDED". Some power was whispering in his inner ear when he set to creating this piece of art. Walking Wounded, is kind of a portrait of who I was, am, want to be... I called Wayne today and had the visa card in hand. (If you want to see this man's work go to:
bluefox.com or bluefox gallery.com He and his partner Tony are master artisans.)
I actually feel different. A shift inside of my head and heart. I finally know what the sages meant when they say things like: No one else can save you, only you can save your own life. To thine own-self be true and the list goes on. I am basking in this new found peace. I appreciate Beethoven in a way I never dreamed I would. He did create an archive of all the human emotions and dreams in his symphonies and almost everything he composed the last years of his life.
Going to Walnut Cottage for Dins. I'M OUTTA HERE.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Preludes & Fugues
Preludes & Fugues
I just wrote about the blessing of technology, and in another blog composed a prelude about opening my chakras, then went through the painful process of deciding what and when something in my childhood made such an impression that so effectively 'closed down' more than one of my energy vortexes.
Today in the Christchurch Press front page there is an alarming story/article about a 16 year old boy who has been a victim of BULLY TEXTING. Unbelievable story of fear and intimidation that has gone on in this young man's life for the past two years. Also the fact that so many teens commit suicide because of this type of bullying! BULLYING VIA THE USE OF TECHNOLOGY. Cell phones!
My Prelude has developed into quite a FUGUE with many voices from a single IDEA/ thought/ CONCEPT! (this is what I love about Bach's Preludes and Fugues... subject is presented in a beautiful melodic form, then developed into many parts that originate from the subject (theme) but become so convoluted and complex!
Since Sunday I have been in a deep depression! I call it the Hormonal Cycle, just like women experience with their periods. Some months just seem easier than others. Probably due to stress, work, anxiety, uncontrollable situations and so forth. This particular "mood swing" for me is due to my want for CHANGE and accepting a different "ENERGY" and possibly "FORGIVING" so many things in my past. OMG at nearly 60 I am changing again???? (hell, I hope so.)
I am going to see about finally getting a prescription for my Wellbutrin, of which I have not taken for a month, and have a consultation for BOTOX therapy tomorrow at 9:30 AM. Hell, between those two things I really 'ought to sail somewhere over the rainbow in stunning colors. TO BE CONTINUED.
I just wrote about the blessing of technology, and in another blog composed a prelude about opening my chakras, then went through the painful process of deciding what and when something in my childhood made such an impression that so effectively 'closed down' more than one of my energy vortexes.
Today in the Christchurch Press front page there is an alarming story/article about a 16 year old boy who has been a victim of BULLY TEXTING. Unbelievable story of fear and intimidation that has gone on in this young man's life for the past two years. Also the fact that so many teens commit suicide because of this type of bullying! BULLYING VIA THE USE OF TECHNOLOGY. Cell phones!
My Prelude has developed into quite a FUGUE with many voices from a single IDEA/ thought/ CONCEPT! (this is what I love about Bach's Preludes and Fugues... subject is presented in a beautiful melodic form, then developed into many parts that originate from the subject (theme) but become so convoluted and complex!
Since Sunday I have been in a deep depression! I call it the Hormonal Cycle, just like women experience with their periods. Some months just seem easier than others. Probably due to stress, work, anxiety, uncontrollable situations and so forth. This particular "mood swing" for me is due to my want for CHANGE and accepting a different "ENERGY" and possibly "FORGIVING" so many things in my past. OMG at nearly 60 I am changing again???? (hell, I hope so.)
I am going to see about finally getting a prescription for my Wellbutrin, of which I have not taken for a month, and have a consultation for BOTOX therapy tomorrow at 9:30 AM. Hell, between those two things I really 'ought to sail somewhere over the rainbow in stunning colors. TO BE CONTINUED.
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