some various bits of quasi-wisdom I’ve acquired/derived/stolen over the period of recent consciousness; many potentially useful, though none anywhere near sufficient, and certainly far from organized into anything the least bit coherent (how much do I want to read this over and over, not; suggestions/feedback appreciated). More than a little preachy, and twee cutesy-smart...boy I betcha I could just yammer on for hours, though, ya think? Somebody needs to get out of the house more...
(If anybody can correct/attribute any quotes, please do so):
"How you look at the world is who you are"
-anonymous
"The way you yell at the mountains is the way they answer back"
-Scandinavian
"whenever you get to feeling cocky and self-important, look closely at the structure of a flower. It was designed for insects."
-cool old lady, PBS documentary on old lesbians called "Golden Threads"
"It’s like life, there’s just enough free will to keep it interesting"
(more or less) David Cronenberg’s eXistenZ, one of the best movies ever...
"we want sleep, we get dream" -me
what if: the universe isn't expanding, all the particles in it are just shrinking, so it only seems like they're moving apart. it's trying like hell to go away and shrink into nothingness, but that drive is the generative force that makes it keep creating itself.
I once watched a severely-retarded baby crawl across a polished wood floor; before anyone saw what was about to happen, its hands slipped forward on a newspaper and it banged the hell out of its face. Everybody felt awful, but also nobody could really help but laugh at the scene. I thought that baby was an excellent metaphor for the universe; sure makes a lot of stuff easier to forgive. Like, say, humans.
In Yoga philosophy, it is spoken of the three components of experience/reality: the dancer/dance, the stage/hall, and the viewer, a trinity of fascination (hmm, meaning to "make face"?). When the high, large, fast winds of the jet stream drop down low enough to encounter large stationary perturbances such as mountain ranges, vast waves of pressure gradients are caused; the resulting huge, soft strands are called lenticular clouds. Consciousness does this; ripples cause bubbles, which float open into busy threesomes. Temporary skaters, riding the membranes.
A lovely pairing of words: nothing matters. Nothingness actively creates matter. Taken the usual way, if something "matters", it is implied that there is some higher plane of abstraction, the existence of which validates otherwise "meaningless" events at this plane. The creation of matter and the creation of higher planes are described by the same term. Finding a new quantum orbit creates another layer of form, a dimension. Getting bogged on one orbit is one way to live, bumping up to another one is also Perfectly Natural, and quite the portable trick.
Ironically, it is the Thief and Fool who are considered the prime generative forces in the universe; by ignoring or missing established rules, they knock huge holes in the expected, forcing everything else to build around and accomodate them. In a very real sense, chaos creates the world.
Mental energy consists largely of information, and behaves according to its own kind of thermodynamics. If you are physically exhausted, and the phone rings with someone telling you that you just won a lot of money, you are jumping around the room, all from some sounds coming out of a small speaker. If the same speaker revealed a personal disaster, you would sink into the depths. Same body, same biochemistry, different data, not necessarily even true. Hidden weather, all you can eat.
First premise: it's okay to be mistaken. In fact you can never be otherwise. That's what keeps it all from coming to an equilibrium and dissolving.
The right to our private experience is the only "right" granted in nature; nowhere does it say we have a right to housing, shelter, freedom, decency, it only says we can be eaten at any time, but wide awake right up until we're not. While you’re here, remember to dream hard, and look around; every vision and experience is yours to do entirely what you want with. Ironically, if we would go inside further, we would get a lot less stuck on drama of the ego. Somehow the ego must pass as the basic model of consciousness; a mature adult must be able to function higher than this. Humanity will choke on itself unless we sort this out, and pass on. Terence McKenna suggested that, unless you have really tripped, you are not a fully-realized adult human. The collective mind needs to move up a level and check out the view.
{ps a plausible case was once made tracing the Santa myth to nomadic reindeer-followers in northern Euro-Mongolia...red-over-white magic shrooms grow on reindeer shit, yabbos eat em, piss potentiated version of basic reindeer staple (human urine), everybody flies around the county...traditional motif for typical sweat lodge included notched chimney-stick for soul to exit via.}
Emotions/feelings are the thing we most cherish about existence, the thing that makes us believe we are real. The price we pay is being held hostage to them when there’s a conflict. Emotions come from the same primitive part of the brain that controls breathing, down in the early base, partway into your neck. Rather than a higher function delineating sentience, emotions are something we share with lizards. They arise out of perceptions, which arise out of beliefs; by tracing them back to what we think we saw, and back further to our valuations of that scene, you can disrupt and redirect the energy to a more interesting flow. It’s not the same as repression, it’s accepting that our egos will feed on anything, especially easy stuff like pain; there are also other equally-valid viewpoints available to choose. Easy to say, but practice helps.
There was a funny intro in Richard Bach's "Illusions"; a bunch of people chased this messiah around, bugging him, he just wanted to be left alone...finally he said "okay, will you all just piss off forever if I give you God's One True Commandment For You Here On Earth?" and they all cheered hungrily...so he says, "okay, go make yourselves happy", and dashed off.
You can’t ask someone not to hurt you emotionally, or demand that they stop, because only you control your emotions. You can outline their behavior, your typical response, and the dynamic behind it, and request consideration. The rest is not their problem; it’s entirely yours. "Your needs" are just that, yours. Learn that boundary: it'll cut through a lot of noise.
"It'll be fine, or it won't."
"A snob is someone who decides ahead of time what things he doesn't like."
-(approx) Miss Manners
An Essay on Narcissism and Culture wot I dun in college; recommended. Might be nice if it all was just background-noise common knowledge by now; isn’t.
"Obscenity is anything that gives a judge an erection"
-Oscar Wilde
There's something I call the "tyranny of aesthetics": the finer your taste, the fewer things will please you, and the more ugliness you will see. Just because it pisses you off doesn't make it an alibi for your anger.
[Had a great realization while reeling in the delicious aftermath of Burning Man 2001: things that piss me off and offend me are very excellent opportunities for exercise. Without gravity, our bones and muscles would dissolve; without stuff for us to transcend, our ability to transcend would atrophy. Anybody can be in a good mood in a perfect situation, but if you can learn to do it in the midst of horseshit, then you grew a big tool.]
"Lonely? Buy something in a cardboard box" -condensed typical ad
The desire for power and control come from the ego, specifically fear. In a very real sense, fear places two mirrors back to back, creating two terrified halves, limiting and distorting the awareness of each so that it seeks self-preservation over re-integration with or even awareness of the whole. The simplest battery is a lie, it exists in pure information: one area of information requires continued segregation from another sector, which mixing would extinguish the first. The effort required to maintain the barrier can power whole personalities (and vast further trees of nested convoluted fear-batteries), but if revealed, that potential and energy dissipates into the whole.
Another battery, or better yet, pointsource (monopole!), is curiosity...an open consciousness dances, searching finding skittering, following senses not promises, and it’ll drag you with it if you can keep up...like a kite, find a twinge and play it up into the high winds, then it’s off for as much as you have string...
Essentialism is any core polarity: right/wrong, good/evil, and always marks an argument or reasoning as flawed. Obviously things happen from much deeper levels than these unnecessary constructs. Lose the "should", and also the "can't"; start with "want" and see where else the sentence goes. Do your best to foresee the consequences, or live out your errors. And realize that those times you thought you knew what you were getting yourself into, you were wrong, so don't overthink it.
"Every child, from birth, is engaged in an original investigation into the true nature of the universe. Most are told to knock it off pretty early on." -anon?
Where you put your attention is everything, and there is a little unseen forewake leading us along the fickle array of choices as to where we will put it next; we can't quite see it, all we can do is chase it. A phrase I love: "the politics of distraction", the dancing and teasing and invisible machinations, orchestrating across senses, maybe for delicious and naughty ends, maybe just for the same old dumb ones.
First the sensors, then the censors. Find a form, attempt to maintain it. No problem interacting with it, a river without struggle is dead, and gravity makes us strong. Sensation is the greatest luxury, consciousness is unavoidable, may as well indulge; it’s not for saving.
"After the tragic event, a young one said to an old one, 'Grandfather, what do you think of this?' He answered, 'there are two wolves fighting now in my heart, one desiring vengeance and anger, and the other trying to create love and understanding.' The young one asked, 'which of the wolves do you think will win?' He answered, 'whichever one I feed.' "
(Intermission)
"Trying is the first step towards failure." -Homer Simpson
There's supposedly some sea animal that, as a juvenile, has a brain, which it uses to evaluate its environment, move through it and find a suitable place to root in. Once it is anchored, its brain is absorbed back into its body, no longer needed. I'd really like to know the name of this creature ("Japanese Sea Squirt" is the best I've done so far, not cute enough).
The act of controlling the environment requires language, and that implies a move into particularity. In that sense, the Apple of Eden is a fitting image: when you drop out of wholeness, into the need for scrutiny (and mastery), you slip out of the mush into structure, gaining one realm at the expense of another. It is the original "sin", the act which created us: judgement. Humanity might not exist without it. It must be a microcosm for the preceding genesisses. A paradox: curiosity is the source of consciousness, the fabric of reality. But curiosity must always seek; it desires wholeness but requires illusion.
Geniuses aren’t that rare, most are just killed off or otherwise destroyed before they can escape to cities, and most of the rest get eaten once there, before they can create a suitable artificial environment for fully-revealed biofunction. All is scuba, we don’t have a "natural environment" anymore, only what we can build around us or burrow into, active parasites. We are adaptable, compulsively; by directing our environments we can direct the things we will evolve into. Hopefully we won’t be limited by our imaginations, or worse.
Religion is the number one problem facing the planet today; it is ultimately indistinguishable from any other hierarchical lockdown, speaking in grand sucker terms to the most animal part of our nature, fear of death, wanting to know some ultimate daddyhero will save us always. Oppression and fascism, and hordes of neatly-labelled goldfish are the inevitable result, and violence the only tactic. Drugs are the fifth food group; without entertainment gorillas die, the brain rots in its own juice. We just want to explore, to experience; how ludicrous to suggest an all-seeing god would accidentally make large pieces of existence evil, it’s all just there. What we need is to remove religion’s copyright on spirituality, even stop referring to god as an entity, loving or otherwise, and learn to accommodate the image of a creation that may or may not have anything at all to do with our own desires or agendae. If God is everything, then just what the hell is he saving us from? And why do we need to name it if it is everything, to distinguish it from something else? No, and duh. We are obviously leaves on a tree in a woods on a mountain, separation/scale/other are only found at this place, and it all turns in and back on itself in so many dimensions, clearly. Anyone who knowingly obscures that is a hack, looking for little battles in a place too vast to matter in. It certainly does encourage a stable, docile market, very effective at that, but it’s selling your finger to your hand, soap and dirt in the same box. And besides, assuming that the universe must exist in terms which make sense to our little minds just seems silly.
cool Tom Robbins take on religion and history, pass it on.
"The Christian God can be easily pictured as virtually the same as the many ancient gods of past civilizations. The Christian god is a three headed monster; cruel, evil and capricious. If one wishes to know more of this raging, three headed, beast-like god, one only needs to look at the caliber of the people who say they serve him. The are always of two classes: fools and hypocrites." -Thomas Jefferson
Just because a map gets you from point A to point B, and back, doesn’t mean that everything else on it isn’t total bullshit. A document cannot be used as proof of its own validity, and perception/consciousness cannot effectively prove itself as anything at all (ever had a dream that was more real than real?). A long chain of self-concealing habit, reflexive arguments, from nowhere to nowhere, fully confident. People need to feel "meaning", because they somehow always have. Which came first, the carrot or the stick?
All gods are devils, especially the ones who say they aren’t.
Jesus was an orthodox Jew (plus some twenty-plus years of wandering mystic studies, conveniently omitted), who taught that God was everywhere, accessible to any man. His followers were exterminated by those of Paul, a dubious huckster in league with the temple officers, who wanted an extremely accommodating (but Official) religion so they could keep their positions and power, instead of getting routed by the Romans for their intolerance. Xtianity is the ultimate bangle-whore: almost every motif is borrowed whole from elsewhere: Easter was a fertility festival for 2,000 years prior (estrogen, bunny, egg, hmmm), virgin birth, all of it bought off the back of a truck. A hundred or so years after the actual man, a massive politico convention hustled a strict dogma into place (more jobs for cops!!), substituting contrivances for legitimate documents, including the only gospel that may have actually been written by an apostle (Peter). Worse, religious scholars know all of this quite well, but would rather continue to shore up the old beast than admit to its illegitimacy. The religion we know as Christianity has no more claim to historical legitimacy than GWB has a right to his office; it is the great heresy, pure blasphemy. The God it has created is the truest Anti-Christ.
(Though if you read it as mythology, Xtianity is an extremely rich trove of wisdom.)
So much of our current culture is a direct descendant from these early priest-mobster-whores. Literacy was forbidden, masses were conducted in Latin behind huge thick shrouds; access to the Truth was parcelled out by a supposedly-holy few. Now you have the drug companies pulling the same shit, and it's backed by the same greasy opportunism.
Hitler (and you just KNOW Giuliani studied him, watch out for that bastard. Glod I wish he'd go away.) realized you don't control people by appealing to their reasoning, which is fickle and vulnerable to the next silver tongue; you get them by appealing to their mob instincts. You create and maintain this mentality by keeping the situation a crisis: provide an enemy/threat, exaggerate it to the utmost, thereby displacing other issues, simplify the terms and solutions, whip it up, and then out of the blue conveniently offer up the pre-packaged solution. Certainly elegant and effective, but also, yeah, creepy as hell. Once past a critical mass, it doesn’t really matter if an enlightened few see clear through the deception. If the crisis subsides, it is more difficult to restrain focus tight enough, and awareness can drift open to include the voice of reason again. In a relaxed setting, more considerate intellect emerges, and those craving power are forced to play the game of logic and civility, but if you can keep the threat grand enough, the group intelligence is effectively minimized to the extent that pushing a few dumb buttons will create large actions. Ask me why I don't trust the US Government to do anything smart after the WTC bombing; they have an opportunity like they never dreamed of (or did they?), everybody terrified, looking for something to bomb, happy to give up any rights necessary.
And if there is/was another "terrorist crisis" in or around the coming national election, keep your bullshit detectors at full alert; most likely it was the Bu**sh** League. Would I love to be wrong? Oh sure; these are about the most disheartening thoughts ever, but sometimes horrible things are true. The universe loves anything that's on the teevee.
The stronger a man's principles, the further they can be bent in their defense. The more rabid the belief, the more vicious the believer. Also called a stable market, especially for the merchants selling uniforms and weapons, always looking for new customers.
You are far, far more likely to be killed by a fundamentalist than a someone on drugs. I read somewhere that in 2001, pre-911, the US arrested 700,000 people on marijuana-related offenses, and exactly two hardcore terrorists. Maybe its because the War With Drugs wasn't paying off well enough that "they" started this little charade called the War With Terror. It's also been suggested that fear of drugs is basically fear of the unknown, which is fear of the (inadequacy of) the self. People most terrified of ecstasy might do well to eat one.
Fascism is when you give away all of your power to something else, then worship it for its protective power. So much incidental facility, so little consciousness, thriving in an environment tailored to keep us craving; learning to recognize that dynamic is a first step towards releasing the scripts: gotta get this to feel like that, gotta do this or I'm gonna miss it. Crave it: expect/encapsulate it somewhere else, and establish control and access, domination of the disowned. A fine hidden battery, makes its own sauce.
(Feminism necessarily outgrew its original context to basically mean the opposite of fascism and its hungry sibling imperialism: my view of the world is no more and no less that, and nobody may tell me it is wrong or right. Question my logic maybe, but unless it physically impinges on you, shut up.)
"Those who trade liberty for security shall have neither" - Ben Franklin
I read that somewhere (Russia?) there used to be a "None of the above" option on every ballot. If "None" got the majority, nobody from this ballot could be on the next, and it could go on for awhile. One simple way to triple voter turnout in a hurry, and actually make democracy mean something for the first time ever.
"Those who wish to appear well-informed and current are most susceptible to propaganda"
-(totally paraphrased) Jacques Ellul
"Doubt, and doubt that you doubt" -Aleister Crowley
"Look at me" -popular saying
"Don't look at me" -popular saying
(Second Intermission)
Displaced cost is when you dump something, avoiding the cost of dealing with it, leaving it for someone else. Pollution, slavery, violence, all are forms of this. It's the traditional means to profit.
Meat is the number two force behind our explosive extinction. Remove the subsidies and status tags, pass on the real costs, it would disappear in a generation; it’s really beyond supporting except for, oh, kinkiness or hangovers. Way too many resources are tied up in it, way too much pollution comes from it, way too much illness is made worse by it, way too much crappy business practice is generated in support of it, and just...yeah... the figures are widely available. It’s legal to put powdered concrete in beef meal, okay? Cows are hormone-jacked to produce somewhere like 5+ times as much milk as they naturally should, and everybody's supposedly baffled at the huge increase in mammary cancer and early onset of puberty. Sick chickens are ground up, mixed with loads of powerful antibiotics, and fed to other chickens, especially the worst parts; Mad Cow was not a fluke, but a preliminary eventuality we directly created. Rich Wall St. doofuses are all getting colo-rectal cancer from all the slow-digested beef lining their butts; cute justice, but meanwhile, three cents from a typical loaf of bread goes to the farmer.
The current economy isn’t based on productivity anymore, but entirely on currents of gullibility, and the trickle-down of mutated data and influence that percolates out of its festering: a shiny surface of pure distortion. The possibility of a cataclysm exists at anytime, a plunging mudslide of rancid tinsel, instantly gone like a rotten floor. Never has such an elegantly-reductive mindset controlled such far-reaching volatility. A giant tottering amoeba of billions of selfish drones, desperately competing amongst itself for its own breath, brought quickly down by a soft, wet breach. It’s never the death you were expecting, and hardly ever an interesting one. When one section of the body grows to the enforced exclusion of another, it’s not called a right to heritage and family values, it’s called cancer. Elegant, minimal, radical, but self-exterminating. Religious and cultural orthodoxy is the death of awareness. It's a big, inefficient farm, dumping pipelines of sludge into the game so a perverse few can dine on thick steaks.
I would expect the root of the word "sin" to be something to do with generation or novelty. It is uniformly trotted out as the whipping boy, but its presence is one of the main generative sources for any upright society. The common obsession with good/bad and right/wrong is rarely questioned, but it specifically creates situations whereby these self-maintaining boundary situations can thrive. Refuse to allow the focus to follow local impressions relating to an ego’s survival or comfort, and you are freed from the tyranny and indignation and confusion; obsessing over the particular is easy to get sucked into, but you can always move to a higher seat. Believing in right and wrong excludes much of reality, requiring the hired bullyboy of fear to create the need for the proferred solace.
The constellations can only dance, divide and branch into every possibility: from here, this looks like novelty, which could well be a dimension. Life and awareness will always move to fill any available space, like a purposeless gas. This nature at its most primal, thriving and conflicted, sudden and rash. Tao, prana, you can try and resist it as much as you want, deny it, savage it: it moves with a blind force regardless, immensely patient and excruciatingly diligent.
Any real God would be a delighted lush, a giant hospitable switch, licking it all right up. Every single thing that exists is utterly and completely natural. War, famine, joy, togetherness...what else could it be made from?
There is a tradition among the Yoruba people of "departure", whereby continuity with history and linear growth are not the basis of culture and development; instead an ongoing push into the novel and unknown are the norm, discarding patterns and traditions and searching for new ones. Another nice tradition, from shamen: "the poison path", whereby it is assumed that since all new knowledge will destroy existing knowledge, you might best move to destroy everything you know, actively seek it out and consume and reform it otherwise.
Read any story about the richest and most powerful, so baldly craven; it reads just like junior high school, petty infantile crap, high-functioning sociopaths hiding behind a lockstep facade of crusted-over rituals and hypocrisies. Civilization my ass. It’ll be tragic but kind of funny if aliens seeded our past with apocalypse myths, just so certain apebrain power-hungry turds would feel obligated to make them come true, then leave an ash-covered infrastructure. If there’s not a giant global holy war, a lot of church officials are gonna be pretty embarrassed. Church attendance is down, time for new measures, or the same old ones.
"Received meaning" is the kind of deep-down assumptions people are most vehement in defending, even though they couldn't tell you a thing about why they actually feel that way, stuff that was just passed on at such an unconscious level that it passes for fact. This where the powermongers ply their skills, strumming these like so many fiddles.
There needs to be a new word for somebody who blindly rages out in the name of some higher concept, for example the fledgling martyrs of the WTC planes, racist militiafolk, haughty bullies, unwitting fodder: anybody who acts on behalf of some disembodied concept (like a personal God) to destroy or dominate some part of the world, the sucker fingerpuppet to some creepy cognitive parasite. Schmuck is kind of close, CHUD is a timeless classic, cog, trod, minion...I dunno, but it needs to be something that people learn to recognize (especially in themselves), avoid, and snicker at. And the word needs to get deeply internationally popular, like really quickly.
This one probably won't fly, and maybe I need a slap for it, but I think "nigger" might well re-enter the language stripped of its previously-racial bounds, and be expanded to mean anyone who is routinely shit upon and treated as sub-human, like firewood. America treats almost the entire planet as its nigger; no wonder we forbid the word. And the "nigga" variant is just idiotic, so thin, gilding the ghetto; if you have to "take back your power" from someone, it's already gone.
As I understand it, most slaves were first sold by the Africans who captured them, ostensibly often due to war. In a real sense this practice has become institutionalized, simultaneously blatant and underground; whole vast markets are based on complex variations on this bullshit dynamic, farming lives for a five-percent margin, creating giant piles of slag and waste for such small gain. Selling people things that keep them stupid and dependent makes it easier to keep selling them more stupid things. Inventing enemies keeps the citizens scared; clearly-labelled status cues (oooh, look, I'm SUCH a rebel) keeps them blind with confidence. Certainly the Drug War is a fine illustration of it (as is the whole well-farmed goldfish pond of Gangsta Pop). Hemp was supposed to save this country until a year later DuPont wanted the oil and nylon markets instead; the first head of the DEA was DuPont’s nephew. Jobs for cops, dumb people cast the most votes, and now it’s eating the Mommy, like they knew it would. Oh! Crisis! War! Heroin was a trade name created by Bayer; Coca-Cola invented (well, at least consolidated) the modern Santa Claus icon as we know it, to sell cocaine-strapped soda; tripping is bad and awful and horrible but pills for hardons can be federally funded for steep prices, and woe to those 20% of the ADD-maybe children who just won't stay seated. Tylenol is far more toxic than Ecstasy; no person has ever once died from marijuana poisoning. Common anti-depressants make 2% of all users suicidal and/or murderous. Yay! If ALL drugs were legalized tomorrow they would still probably kill less people than alcohol, and nothing kills more people than tobacco, except of course other people. Somewhere, somebody is making their five percent margin on all this bullshit, and the slag piles are climbing. A public health question has been hijacked into an alibi for police activity, essentially punishing thought crimes, the freedom of your own private experience.
(stoner aside: that blue thing looks blue because it reflects all the blue light back, which means that it absorbs, i.e. is made of, all the other colors, which means that it's REALLY orange, but it's just keeping all the orange for itself.)
Please henceforth refer to "Right to Life" movement as the "Right to Birth" movement; once you’re born, they’d feel entirely justified in offing your questioning ass, in a vicious second.
I want to know what proportion of humans were killed by other humans. If you include all the wars, environmental/biological and economic negligence, what do you think, maybe 10%? They're so cute when they're little, but it's a bad idea to bring them in the house.
I'd also love to know what part of the annual catholic church budget goes to paying off pedophile lawsuits; it's gotta be a few percent at least. Almost as much as Michael Jordan makes off a pair of sneakers, maybe they should do some posters or trading cards.
If the human species were to behave with utter and pure selfishness for its own survival, even at the expense of every other possible species, it would immediately realize the arrogance of meddling with the environment. Short term gains for a few deeply-dysfunctional strivers can easily cost us our perceived dominion; this planet will not hesitate to forget us under a few millenia of debris and weathering. Only by keeping the argument at the level of fascist right/wrong suckerploys can you distract attention from such an obvious point; the obnoxious tactics of the grubbers keep the whole discussion mired at the most retarded level. As many successful businessmen and two year olds have demonstrated, acting like a complete jerk keeps others from grabbing the ball. Only takes one rough season to die off. And really, it only takes a few days for our little scuba boxes to fold in on us, leaving us apes in the wilderness.
"The ultimate function of the human species will have been to release all of the buried carbon onto the surface environment of the planet." -not me either
The dominator mentality tends to thrive in many environments, especially consciousness. It is exceedingly difficult to deal with it without being drawn into its terms and filters. You cannot "reject" an argument on the basis of its tendency to be divisive; that’s getting dragged to its level. You must find another way to see it. The hippies knew everything was ill, but that's only a start. The most ancient yoga philosophy seems to provide us with the most effective understandings: all is all, get over it.
"the universe does not require your efforts"
-some wiseguy, via one of my awesome yoga teachers
a nice mantra: I accept whatever is true
ps "Cocksucker" should be a term of endearment reserved for someone that you would trust with your life, and calling someone a "pussy" should be the highest compliment you could pay them.
and:
THREE LITTLE WORDS:
JAZZ BEAT PROHIBITION
so keep playin them records, and keep shakin that ass