this is work in progress or homilies or miscellaneous items

that don't warrant a page by themselves

or seem to fit better here



pending poems  index



chronological order is from the bottom to the top of the page



audio files can be complemented by listening to  with the eyes closed !



i'm trying to figure out who is more crazy, me or you?


i think we have a bipolar relationship !
















women are bloody with men's blood


them and you and me and the whole world
















the leyland and goding  decryption

of sir henry neville's

dedication to the sonnets  (1609)
















advaita is quite wrong minded, like the way zen is taught, over reductive and it's hurting your progress


i think  you  (ed.  suzanne foxton)  have had a valid awakening experience, it gives a certainty no-one else gets but you need to move to the next plane which includes stopping watching movies


the only advaita teacher i have seen who is reasonably on deck is karl renz and i think he is still not quite there, in part because all the viral exposure of teaching the usual cfs and partly sick is killing !


i know joan tollifson btw, while talented, she has some severe shortfalls in her approach and has has benefited from a lot of contact with toni packer


any way, keep your eyes open at prague and think about what i am saying which is that the viral exposure to the people who listen to this sort of thing is a very unwonderful and unneeded crucifixion !


please feel free to contact me, anyone who ever gets that certainty of how things are, are uncountably few and the endless blather by the copying idiots is depressing


once you start really seriously working on what the  “revelation”  shows, it's really about 4 hours a day in one way or another and you cannot afford the waste of a day that watching a movie does


the other problem with movies is it imposes a synthetic and very misguided reality on your own views


infinity/ultimate reality/god/whatever is not a communal truth, it's an individual truth !


i wonder if you can hear this, my experience of advaita teachers so far is like a non sequitur for not listening ! 




she gave  some wanking reply  and my reply was




to   “some-one in particular”


you are being a bit silly and don't know sense when you hear or read it !


hopefully i am past explaining things to people who don't want to hear !


hey this reply just arises, let it fall away again and you can continue your walking sleep undisturbed


fraud ! yeah let that just arise !


being called a fraud , just let that arise !


the fact of being a fraud, oh well let's sweep that under the carpet !


when you know the infinite then movies are going to appear for what they are, mental candy floss like the advaita turge !



a bit later



i was thinking, why am i taking the trouble to point what i am writing out to you?


the direct communication of infinity with ourselves is a very precious, unique and rare event


you have had that, don't squander it please !


you need to be more in touch with nature and not swamped by the non survivable urban enviroment
















evidence


that


sir


henry


neville


and


not


william


shakespeare


was


the


real


author


of


those


plays !
















audio table for 6th of march to come !

















bad luck for you lot, i am dying and you are all about to cease

it will not seem like you have ceased, but you will have ceased

that part of you that had a living continuity with me has gone

audio tbu
















those who assert dependent phenomena


as like moons in the water


as not real and not unreal


are not tricked by views



the above by nagajuna and my reply below


dependent phenomena


floats


like


the


moon

on


water


real


and


unreal

where


is

a


view ?
















ed.  on stephen king  saying  the army

is an employment option of no other choice



he's quite right,

modern warfare makes the army

a mugs game,

the risk reward

is totally out of wack !

anti personnel weaponry is way too effective now !

too random too !



  yeah


“ read and write four to six hours a day  

if you cannot find the time for that,

you can't expect

   to become a good writer ”
















the same old


patterns come


around


one hundred


 times !
















how to write a comment on hullo poetry


simper, spew roses, eat the toenail of the author


but


NEVER


NEVER


tell


the


 truth !

sea swept by marie rose

where do poems go when you lose them?

blurred by tears,

swept out to sea,

past sharp rocks,

found by lonely fishermen,

their fingers tracing waves.

my  reply

or dissolved again into nothing ?



















the interesting thing about the monkees was that mike nesmith authored and sung at least three very good and famous songs; silver moon,  rio  and joanne


i had no idea !


interestingly his  mother  invented liquid paper he was obviously talented with a touch/feeling for  one shoe off, one shoe on and surprisingly was a survivor !


a rigorous investigative streak, not just the usual musician emotionally hooked !


ah, he and his first wife were christian scientists, that must have kept him out of the drug scene!


he was likely synesthetic, in  rio  he mentions  “seeing the sound of the sea”  and at his first meeting with phyllis who came to be his first wife the first thing he said to her was nine is brown, and  phyllis  answered  three is blue.


all the monkees were very talented, it's a very deceptive show

















inching forward is the only way


the big leaps come from that
















you have asked and i am not going to reply to you again but i will point out this is a public poetry board and i would suggest you post on one of the many private depression boards on the net where you can emotionally wallow without the danger of any valid criticism made !


you objected to your friend's suicide because your feelings were upset !


it's all about you

seen


your


type

 before !
















the real offends


the


fake doesn't


emotional


wallowing


is


all


the


style

. .


o


)


(
















The Voyeur by John F McCullagh

Do not label me impure

for being, somewhat, a voyeur.

Who, among you, would skip the chance

to take a peek, to steal a glance ?

Her bodyguard of Lies dismissed,

her robes discarded, herself revealed.

She stripped and naked  —

of course I looked.

She was comely, but aloof,

this maiden known

as the naked truth.

my reply

a tigress

her lure

revealed

a soft enveloping tongue

that

 consumes !



















jesus haiku by jvl narasimha rao

christ was/is a holy and kind son

but not all his so called disciples or followers

it is true of all religions

my  reply

christ aponcy boy on a stick

his coiffed hair disturbed

by

athought

of

 dying !
















yeah you always have to keep   steering   to avoid  the rocks in life !
















it's interesting as one gets older how very established theories about things as substantial as the formation of the solar system fall away as totally wrong !


the forming of the solar system in fact was the  coalescing  of the sun and planets out of a cold gas
















i honestly think you don't understand writing and how it can refer to several things at once and how fictional it can be
















puberty is a similar process to  metamorphosis   in insects !


“ not only are the frontal lobes remodeled during puberty, that's also when diseases such as bipolar disorder and schizophrenia tend to manifest


there's so much cell death and rewiring during this period it's astonishing that we get through it as well as we do. ”


it's a process driven by changes in expression in targeted genes inducted by hormones!
















poem by loewen s graves   (February 2012, hellopoetry)



Balance


Her skin is held together

by a thread, rips and tears

make it hard for her to breathe



Vision going yellow in the

half-light, twilit fields rippling

in the breeze



Holding seeds between

her teeth, her bones balanced

over the concrete



She knows it will not last

forever  -  she has seen the yard

where she'll be buried



She's a victim still intact,

waiting for just the wrong eyes

to reach her hair, her skirt



Fear presses through veins

and she watches the sky,

remembering that angels



will wait, in the clouds,

until you need them  -  her

grandmother said, they



will wait, and she believed

it. Her cactus tongue pricks,

catches blood there, and



the tide washes through,

it's rhythm a comfort

She finds her way home



my


reply


she


breathes


rips


and


tears


golden


vision


the

full

twilight


no


grave


there


but


   eternity !






comment


it's not,  (ed. addressed to eileen)  it's about women like you and her


and how you stand in infinity but accept a sort of half life rather than the full infinity


if anything i would say the poem  (my reply)  is misogynist


if you look at that reply it is really a criticism about her being in the yellow light,  sorta prematurely aged and dying


it's a subtle poem with lots of meaning and you have to read her poem closely too
















i find the best poems sort of come complete and can't really be edited and actually i never try and write a poem, they just sort of turn up
















it's funny, but i find i can't   write a lot of stuff now   without  multiple   fonts !    :  o   )
















poem by loewen s graves   (February 2012, hellopoetry)


Kaleidoscope Heart


I could never paint

your eyes right,

sticky drops of green

plastered among

the warmest browns

Your river's light lost

in the reeds


The walls of our house

stir and shake, children's

fingers poking in between

window frames, pushing

skeletons through spaces

in the screen  -


They pulse there, hot

and wet like grass outside

on the lawn, my breath

catches when I think of them,

lungs trampled into the carpet

Our youth this yellow honeyed

liquid decomposing in the sun


Someday we'll sit, together,

and remember them

as they pass  -  today is not that day

Winds bluster through the cracks

and my highest clouds melt

with the fog


Deep love shoved

as food into the garbage,

moving bright under the grime


Yearning to be seen for

what it was,

kaleidoscope heart

shifting

until it found

what you were looking for



I'm not so sure about a lot of elements in this: the title, the line spacing, etc. Let me know what you think


my


reply


it's very good, but feels like the blunted edge of a knife and not the razor sharp you are capable of !


loewen graves  replies


Yeah, I know I've got some editing to do :) Thank you!


my


reply


i find the best poems sort of come complete and can't really be edited and actually i never try and write a poem, they just sort of turn up


i wrote the poem below in reply to yours


i think the dulled edge is you trying to conform in a world you don't fit !
















razor blades


spinning


sharpening



as


they


fragment


in


the


sun



blind


the


dourfull


night


:


o


)


(
















razor blades


spinning


sharpening



as


they


fragment


in


the


sun



blind


the


dourfull


night


:


o


)


(
















it's very good, but feels like the blunted edge of a knife and not the razor sharp you are capable of !

















‘ no one approves of suicide ’ by samuel benjamin elko junior

the casket was open for the duration

of the service

a black hole beckoning, a step through the door

the great unknown

a muffled cough, a sigh, unease hung

in the air, a cloying fog

i sat near the back, observant of the dry eyes

the looks of disgust

the gathering  —  most here out of a sense of requirement

than true feeling

the few who knew, eclipsed by the underwhelming

apathy

even less approached the pristine coffin for

a final goodbye

those with a thirst for the morbid  (likely)

heartfelt  (doubtful)

“ daddy always said  —  be committed in what you do ”

words taken to heart  —  evident in the cracked void left by the .44 exit

disinterested in the false emotions of the living

i leave  —  unnoticed

a ghost at my own funeral

my  comment

funerals are always odd businesses anyway, farcical really !
















a poem by odi

Your fingertips danced to the echo of your own brokenness

Your pain so pure in the form of shivers

too heavy

Intense for a mere tear

and what words I could hear from your mumbled mess

and skipping heartbeat

As you looked off into that deep dark sea

that was just scary and I thought

You had every right to be afraid of just about

everything

because there is so much to be scared of in this horrible

awful

messy

place

children go missing

and molested

and little girls like you

get raped

and all they remember is the strange hum of police sirens and an officer that was

a little too friendly

and now they look at people with empty frozen eyes

that I can’t look past or through

Like insects trapped in nets

Or porn stars turnin’ tricks

I feel awful to think that paedophiles

and molested children

have the same kind of hands

if you look somewhere in the past

its hard to think they were children too

who maybe liked chocolate milk

and hated the way a neighbour made them feel

You told me these theories with a steady voice

Resembling your own destruction

somehow detached from your own rape what

was

taken

from

you

Sam told me about how you came home bruised

broken

and he took a wash cloth to your cuts

and that filth that monster left in you

you told me how Sam cried as you tried

hard not to make a sound

(you ended up comforting him)

you ask questions to an un-answering god

about how this could of happened to you

too many times  .  .

I watched your beautiful mouth tell me

awful

awful

things

my  comment

actually i think this is illustrative of the problems of the net, you lose your own identity and we get areas of ourselves reinforced that is not helpful to us !

the poem by odi was from hello poetry and sometimes they are very  ‘ imaginative ”  and at other times they can be unfortunately direct from experience, i don’t know what the story is in this case
















audio table for 2nd of march to come !

















one of the problems of the net is you lose your own identity and get areas of ourselves reinforced that is maladaptive
















surprised myself, posted on the hardcore zen blog, but even tho i felt it might be helpful to brad warner i removed it, couldn't bear to be amongst those turds !



--------------------



the post was :


i swore i'd never post here again but this will be an exception, or the exception !


where you excel is your combination of graphics ability and writing, why not offer doing book covers or advising on them?


what about doing posters or net advertising for people?


you have the ability there, it's unusual and you can be your own boss !


the  enlightenizer  is actually a very good quality advertisement !


any contacts in the advertising industry?



------------------



brad if you are reading this imo you have the sort of second rate  “spiritual insight”  that goes well in advertising and you would be a good fit


do you want to be the second rate teaching to the 6th or 7th rates when all you and they do is deny the first rate?


i'm not saying you are worse than what passes as a zen teacher, in fact you are better, not up to karl renz's level tho and he is still not fully there


financially advaita and tolle have wiped zen and intellectually the very poor quality of zen teachers is i suppose why the 6th patriarch gave me transmission tho as for setting things right there is no such thing


brad if you think you are first rate, why can't you reply to this, it is addressed to you !


as i said advertising is a better fit for you rather than pretending to something false in the first place !



------------------------------



my later comment is:


i did out a post on brad warners hardcore zen blog giving some advice on his question of what he should be doing for more income !


i noticed some things , one thing which i found surprising is i couldn't stand to have post on that blog ! i think this is a combination of the aggressive wrong minded turds on that board and they and brad really having injured me and they being an affront to infinity so to speak by rejecting what i took the trouble to write and mainly for their benefit


i have trouble getting to grips with punishing in some way or avoiding those who injure me


interestingly  gniz  who is a successful e-book author was advising brad to write or format some of his work more appropriately for the e-book audience, but brad is not writing entertainment strictly speaking, or rather the sort of pap he does write is entertainment only to a very small group of people who have some background in zen and failure


maybe not such a small group  ; o )


i wish i could be more generous or sympathetic to his problems but i find i can't and i feel that is a judgement infinity or buddha or god has made on him, he has been offered opportunity but refused the guidance !
















charles bukowski   epigenetically   changed by his fathers beating of him !


maybe he did need to drink !
















you can write a poem with every letter a different font, size and colour

too much work tho !



eileen writes


yeah and not needed unless it highlights

in the right way



my reply


mostly but in the end it's time


you could spend a lifetime   rendering   one poem


drawings including the poem or vice versa would be the next step
















w.s. graham is interesting


to  alexander graham ”    and    “ dear bryan wynter


  foxglove  and carn


interestingly harold pinter was a  supporter  of his !


zennor where bryan wynter lived at his cottage  “ the carn ”

has an interesting mermaid  legend













when

a


woman


is

available,  what

does


that


signify ?


a lifetime of servitude for both parties ?




eileen’s reply:


when a man is available what does that signify....? the same slavery or something else....
















keep


your


chin


up


every


day


is


a

new


development

. .


o


)
















karl renz  depression  (18.10)  is more real than happiness !


full talk  series
















mozart worked at night and slept in the day so he  never  got  ANY SUN ON THE SKIN
















suicide is always the result of a very sustained period of cripplingly deep depression, if they look normal to you, then you have to realise that you are also deeply depressed !


what i find gives the best insights about life is a combination of this sort of severity of depression  but somehow insulated from it and also mania, sort of a  push pull  pump if you will !


sylvia plath, edgar allen poe, emily dickinson, charles bukowski, john keats, william and dorothy wordsworth, coleridge, charles dickens, sa'di, basho, mahler, berlioz......... you can see it if you know where to look and what to look for !
















life and infinity are pretty casual about death !

so we should be too !

over twenty and/or thirty years how does someone  “going”  look ?

sun reflecting on the water

you


are


over


certain


of


your

own


viewpoint !





(ed.  this came in three parts, first section, then the sunlight reflecting line, then the last bit about being too certain of your opinion; a sort of triptych if you will  : o )
















A house built on Xanax by Odi

If only I had remembered to leave my phone on that night

Then I might have served as a witness to the end of your life

Which is better because then I wouldn't be questioning

weather or not your death even happened

I would've heard the gunshot over the other end,

I would've been in that car with you as it crashed

I would've hung with you from your bedpost

And swayed as your mothers scream's

failed to bring you back to the living

See If I had let my phone on that night

I think we would all have a little sense of certainty

That yeah, you really did take your own life

But at-least you left us with a clue

But no, you failed to reach me

(But between me and your ghost who hasnt slept in 4 nights, we know I failed you)

How is it that we could be so close to someone ?

Yet not know the extent of their suffering

Pain like that merits some sort of sign,

some sort of heartbreaking sound

Not, not, your fucking grin

You said your house was built on Xanax

And that you were sick

of it

3 missed calls

Those words will haunt me forever

What I remember is that it was the only night I could actually sleep

Shhhhhhhhhhhhh

While somewhere in an empty room you weeped

and the only note you left us with

Was the horrific statement of your death

Pieces of your brain matter stuck to the wall

As a final oath of your destruction

As if you spit in life's face and said

"Fuck you, I'm not coming back."

i don't think there's any sense of certainty


my  reply

when some-one dies,


they're gone and as time goes on

it


shows


them


not


to


be


there !

mp3


















the mists rise over


the still pools at asuka


memory does not


pass away so easily




ed. the above is kenneth rexroth's translation of yamabe no  akahito's  poem




my


reply



the


mists


rise


over


the


limpid


water


memory


passes


away


that


 easily
















yeah i don't believe in astrology but my star sign is a virgo!


the trick is to read all the signs and they are pretty well applicable, generalized advice and thoughts about life, homilies if you will !
















interestingly, dogen whose father was likely minamoto michichika was quite well connected to the ruling minamoto clan and given kamakura support dogen was more prominent in his time than might be expected


warrior monks were an issue at the time so a friendly non militant zen teacher like dogen would have been a political plus !


it's interesting all the zen fools and toads that infect the zen centers and message boards have never looked at the broader history of the period which is very interesting, wars and famines being conspicuous in the period just before his birth, a relatively quiet time during his life, but with famines and the jokyu disturbance !


zen was not welcome in kyoto which was a stronghold of competing sects!


the governing elite attached to the emperors and court in kyoto was extremely literary and in fact there had been a many centuries tradition of it so dogen needs to be understood in that context, (hyper lexic he was ;o)


the best poets understand, zen doesn't, of course zennits never read good poetry for the reason their poor turbid putrid brains might be overwhelmed


some-one like brad warner who can waste his life living the illusion of competence when he's just a mass media and music swilling pig defies categorization !


cat got your tongue and face brad ?


can't cope with any well driven nails into the head can you or any other zen teacher !


just fucking frauds !


dogen should have never become a monk, the poor diet and disease rife in monasteries was responsible for his TB !


he could have had a nice life as a court  aristocrat !


he was very capable, he would have done well and not got so screwed up with voynich !


however making catastrophic life mistakes is part of developing understanding, or at least, has that potential, today's fake monastics and lay sanga and teachers float through life like a breeze with no spikes through their brains and hearts to wreck/create that sort of ultra profound dissonance that can open to realization !


as


i


s

a

y


frauds
















audio table for 29th of february to come !


even


in


1230


they


were


complaining


about


“ the


gibberish


of


zen


priests ” !




(ed. reference to the preface of fujiwara's teika's   “ superior poems of our time ”   a thirteenth-century poetic treatise and sequence)
















that  fiddling  with fonts, spacing and colours is called  rendering 


there's an infinite number of versions for any poems


probably uncountable infinities actually !

i


had


almost


forgotten


the


madness


and


genius


of


william


blake
















i


had


forgotten


the


madness


and


genius


of


blake
















the kelp sequence that follows in the sections below was inspired by ono no komachi's poem  (immediately below - translated by kenneth rexroth)



doesn't he realize

that i am not

like the swaying kelp

in the surf,

where the seaweed gatherer

can come as often as he wants.



it started as a reply but morphed into something different !  : o )
















don't you understand


the


swell


moving


kelp


always


moving


at

the


sea


shore

there


i


am


not

this


is


hard


for


men


to


understand !
















don't you understand


the


swell


moving


kelp


always


moving


at

the


sea


shore

there


i


am


not
















audio table for 25th and 26th? feb to come !

















lost


dreams


endless


streams


purile


themes
















lost


dreams


endless


streams


purile


dreams
















dora wilcox,  in london  , new zealand is really like that , makes me want to cry

: ~~~ o (
















it's a funny


thing


life


it


looks


weirder


and


saner


as


one


gets


older


or


rather


one's


looking


gets


weirder and


saner !
















eileen asks


john read my  storm  poem and finds it very confusing asked me what it was

do u think its just a jumble of words?


he didn't see it as a poem even


my


   reply :


nah, it's really good, he's just the type that doesn't like  the worlds poetry opens up


you have to think differently even to read it, making sense of it takes his brain to places he doesn't want to go

most people are like that


eileen continues:


ok

yeah i suppose ur right

even i have to read it slow to myself now it's written

i'm not comfortable with it either but i was when it came for the writing of

strange that

do like it tho somehow

Lol vanity

was one of those sorta electric evenings

almost a pitch u could feel

u know what i mean when all is stilled


and a storm hovering
















to


see


life


ourselves


and


others


as


they


we


are


a


clear


cooling


stream

. .


o


)
















to


see


life


ourselves


and


others


as


they


we


are


a


clear


cooling


stream
















to


see


life


ourselves


and


others


as


they


we


are


a


sane


cooling


breeze

. .


o


)
















to see life and ourselves as we are


hard


but


refreshing

. .


o


)
















to see life and ourselves as we are


hard


but


refreshing

. .


o


)
















a really good page of love  poems



ken  rexroth  is very  interesting !
















  “ the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results ”

ed. attributed to albert einstein, but who knows ?

my  reply

insanity is both defined and undefined !

jesus said,   “ i am the way and the truth and the life. no one comes to the father except through me ”

ed.  john 14:6


being  broken  is the way the truth and the life !

jesus is a fiction, god is a muddy definition but being broken is the real and unreal summation !

the unplatable truth that christians never like to hear !

first table after 21st feb (25th in fact) audio to come !


360° and endless spinning


who r u talking too?

being


caught


up


in


the


eternal


battlefield

of


men


and


women


similar


but

dissimilar !
















eileen  asks


when u said there is power in not judging yourself did u mean a self confidence?




my  reply


more a certainty from seeing things the way they are
















eileen asks


   when u said there is power in not judging yourself did u mean a self confidence ?




          my reply


              more a certainty from seeing things the way they are
















eileen asks


   when u said there is power in not judging yourself did u mean a self confidence ?




my reply


    more a certainty from seeing things the way they are
















an advaita twit writes


the self is never born, it is timeless, how can it be exhausted ?



my reply


the self is always born, it is timed and it can be exhausted !
















an advaita twit writes


the self is never born, it is timeless, how can it be exhausted?



my reply


the self is always born, it is timed and it can be exhausted !
















the


best


explanation

for


the


sinking


of


the


titanic

is


all


the


crew


were


gaga


from


lead

probably


ah


lead


piping


or


joins


for


the


water


and


maybe


quite


soft


water


shipped
















the


best


explanation

for


the


sinking


of


the


titanic

is


all


the


crew


were


gaga


from


lead

probably


ah


lead


piping


for


the


water

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my  reply to mr. deity  (ed. brian dalton)

diabetes, pre-diabetes and poor blood sugar control are not some nice  “oh i just do injections”  condition but a severe mitochondrial and protein folding disorder that slowly fries you and your brain alive alive as the uncontrolled blood sugar reacts and ages you in 100 time ! 

your wife is picking up some not good change in you, while one has health one laughs, when one doesn't one cries  : o (

these days one can cry for twenty and thirty years

interesting newly discovered  lizards


dunno what their appeal is, something about them !


the mimic eyes?


scales?


spiky knobs?


colouring ?

when a woman


is


resistant


it's


like


chipping


concrete

. .


o


)


(

one


little


lesson


if


you


think


it's


good


for


me


why


shouldn't

it


be


good


for


you ?

. .


o


)
















anemic women who won't eat liver but will take iron pills are insane !


( ed. australia and nz anyway as they have good quality liver from farm and not feedlot raised cattle ! )
















this ability to develop an uncertainty about our opinions and views and test them/things experimentally is a fundamental life skill


like i think this, but how does it really work in practice?


i think a problem with the education system is it teaches the opposite, what one is told or has learnt is right and don't ever test it because the results might frighten others
















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query sense v5 query sense v4 query sense v3
query sense v2 query sense v1p1 query sense v1
life developmental disaster adults rigid artists religion
animals humans language pulling teeth v2 pulling teeth v1
insanity health woman chipping cross symbol v2
cross symbol v1 backward looking strahan trip
musicians v1p1 musicians v1 men women love
homilies dubstep benign cruel r1p1 benign cruel r1
daughters life suicide voynich subtle burrito
jobs tittie editing
















the arts and health problems are nightmare, a wasteland of avoidance, medications and self-medicating
















green elderberries and the wood are toxic, but properly black ripe ones are not, i don't think dry or fresh makes any difference to toxicity


i have never eaten elderberries and am going abit on my experience with blueberries regarding the  bcd


fresh pasturized blueberries with the houston enzymes used as described below are a fabulous anti-biofilmic !


this  video  says red elderberries are also ok if your remove the seeds and and cook the pulp !


from a  bcd  point of view there's pasturizing which is simply bringing the berries up to 68C and then if it's needed, some cooking to break down the fiber a bit or what you would do normally !


of course cooking naturally does pasturizing, but it also denatures potentially valuable food factors like vitamin C, like if i am pasturizing raspberries i only toss them in at the end so they don't really cook, but just get heated up to 68C or a bit higher so the vitamin C is retained


but fruit also has to be easily digestible so it's a question of balance !


sweet fruit imo needs buffering with cream, fish oil and possibly something like quark cheese


i do much prefer fresh or frozen fruit to dried and dried may need a reasonable amount of soaking !


i take 1 to 2 each of the houston no-fenol and zyme prime enzymes mixed in water after fruit meals !


this both provides anti-biofilmic action, digestion help and unlocking the medicinal power of the polyphenols
















i


think


my


homilies


are


a


sort


of


conceptual


dubstep


to


invisible


music !

audio
















zen and all religion is like  dubstep  and music, goes nowhere


smash the window and get outside !


















the killing of ernst röhm was one of the great disasters for germany, it completely unbalanced the nazi party and it just went fucking crazy and the nazified german armed forces which emerged was a strategic nightmare that became real for everyone, including the germans !
















jeremiah,  the at least 1,500 year middle eastern tradition of  prophesy  or  political comment or shit stirring ! !



jeremiah's big mistake was trying to tell people where they were going wrong


audio
















if   you  look at marquese scott  he  avoids those extreme joint damaging movements you do i agree you gotta do what you love, but you also have to last doing it  : o )
















the  kimmi smiles  homily  is really about what arseholes people are, using damaged women for their own gains and then putting the bullshit out about how wonderful these women are when they are being killed by being so   “ beneficial ”
















andrew smiles might be the male version

















andrew smiles might be the male version

















rick archer fraud exclusion v2r2 explanations interesting writing necessarily not commercial
flat folding occurs sex pleasure pain childbirth gurus disciples deserving
andrew cohen red paint is not red advaita awakening holiness egoic crap no answer in people
















there's a advaita guru called paul lowe at byron bay who opened my eyes in a major way about advaita, could see what it's about


he's 75 now


in the 60's and 70's was really into the free love scene and when you look at advaita it's just a system for grooming for sex


which is part of the indian hindu temple tradition

















the rulers were from bagdad and wanted a touch of  home  in a lonely and dangerous outpost  above  jerusalem


lol, willows in a climate where they had to get all their water from roof collection !


maybe they had more regular rainfall then?


that they can tell what was growing in that garden 2500 years ago is just amazing !


  “ down by the rivers of  babylon ”,  because it was a river they had willows, it's just amazing how this stuff can synchronize across the millenia!


naia kete and barefoot truth work extraordinarily well together, MAGIC
















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personal criticisms mooji foolji cost of standing around scorning
aging 55 going 6th patriarch appearing disappeared amma suss devotees
devotees worshipping the totally insane advaita grooming for sex paul lowe authors flaws uninteresting interesting
net bringing english speaking world together aging way things are aging how things are combined original
aging how things are older how little one understands r2 older how little one understands r1
make female not opposite but mix r2 make female not opposite but mix r1 jesus the fathered fatherless son fiction
jesus the fathered fatherless son fathered or fatherless son r2 fathered or fatherless son r1
wary of epiphanies
















there is recent research showing that things have swung to far the other way, that we are so covered and sunscreened up  (not to mention nanoparticles in sunscreen!)  that we are not getting enough sun skin exposure !


full spectrum sun has a complex effect , not just vitamin D, but helps with the joints and toning down over excitable immune systems and in fact improves resistance to cancer  (tho obviously skin cancers can be induced by too much sun)


we are a species evolutionarily designed to be outdoors with alot of sun exposure and in fact white is evolved from black our need for it is so great, there's heaps of more subtle issues like an increase schizophrenia in children born of mothers who don't get enough sun and such like

















everything unwashed flattened sung out to dry ............. reply  to
















yeah i like words that stretch me and can be played with abit

















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