…if the monkey body were to be dissolved, then we would be much more likely to define ourselves as pure information. I think this is what is happening – that beyond 2012, everybody becomes everything. All possibilities are realized, even possibilities that are mutually exclusive. Because the resolution and the realization of these possibilities occurs in a different kind of space – \”nanotechnological\” space or psychological space, or a true hyperdimension. It\’s very hard to imagine what it will be like, because we simply do not have the metaphors and the experience to cognize what we are moving toward…

My notion of the posttransition felt experience is that it is a domain where appropriate activity is the path of least resistance… And that\’s a good working definition of what a telepathic society would be like: appropriate activity. It\’s nothing more than that.

Imagine if every problem were solved appropriately, if every relationship evolved appropriately, if every act were an appropriate one. That alone would be the kingdom of heaven. And that is, I think, what we\’re pushing toward. Not cosmic fireworks or the descent of alien being in flying saucers, but simply appropriate activity – empowered, felt experience – and the abandonment of the illusion of separateness.

The Archaic Revival, Terrence McKenna

location, two day

a Hindu monastery
sacred cows give milk
fall in place singing
Krishna unravel me through
songs of devotion
time between dark & day
fresh milk flows from gentle cows
I cup the utter
when sun rises up
the breakfast bell rings of rice
& warm milk with spice
come afternoon sun
on my knees in the garden
to worship, light, love
sudden ruckus – WHOA!
Zebos in the new beds – no!
tricky mini cows
she eats tomatoes
hooves crush soil, run Brahma cow
monks will not be pleased!

They attributed this to the gift, of bacon.

It came from the last generation to occupy those lands.

My 25th!

(2) Slackline

(3) Masterwork

eucalyptus tea
my oh my delighting me
mussels from the sea

…And it was good.

Maryland’s capitol city of Annapolis is 38 degrees North 42’,
While California’s tiny town of Annapolis is 38 degrees North 59’!]

In a conference on climate change called Seal the Deal,
Youth from around the world met (via webcast)
To discuss and voice their demands for dealing with the climate,
and it\’s changes.

Despite our very special location of Annapolis,
The group was introduced as \”San Francisco\” for the webcast.
I think this is a funny point, since,
Rather than being from the big city several hours south,
We WWOOFers represented states from all over the country:
Nevada, Michigan, New Jersey,
Louisiana, Florida, California,
Maryland, Texas, & Colorado.
AND, we participated from the wild, coastal backwoods!
From off the grid! From atop our compost thrones!

The community that I came so many miles to be a part of
Models a lifestyle that honors the planet’s natural rhythms.
And so, from my perspective, we had a lot to share at this conference.

We discussed pro-actions for government, citizens and individuals.
The last segment explored personal commitments for climate change.
There was one promise that, I think, profoundly affected us all:
WWOOFer Charlie pledged, “No more snack packs!
I will not purchase individually wrapped candy!
I can cut the king size with a knife!”

I think most of us considered ourselves already committed (in one way or another… “The ocean is my mother!”). I feel like my pledge came naturally, through the experience. I drove my car only a handful of times; for 1 1/2 months I did not purchase gas. I also adopted a handkerchief: soft on my nose & saves paper (It\’S-NOT that big a deal!).

You don’t need to brush your teeth so frequently when you only eat fruits and vegetables. And, (special bonus) you don’t really need to wash your body as frequently then either because you don’t smell bad when your body is fueled with what it naturally runs on. You just smell, like you! And that’s okay in the middle of the woods.

Finally (and probably most important of all), the stuff your body doesn’t use (yeah, that shit) IS A RESOURCE, not waste! Our excrement is a rich source of nutrients that (given a year or two composting) the garden will THRIVE on! (What kind of a dingle berry craps in its water supply, anyway?) Just think of all the times it avoids flushing a toilet.

During my stay I took four showers, one moon bath and a river dip.
Basically, my carbon footprint all but DRIED up!
The biggest thing I’ve become conscious of is that
What heals the earth, heals the heart.