White Budalo

March 8th, 2009 Barn on Pasquale, Nevada City, California 12:45am

“Yoga Retreat”on the Ridge today. During the chatter of the day a person mentioned the sprouted cocoa bean being where the magic is, that it was touted as the door to immortality. The holder of this “Yoga Retreat” was quick to add that trying to get into eternity without being asked to enter invited the fate of being chopped in half for all, ever. Vedic astrology was a recurring topic through out the days stretch.

One Buddha, moderately damaged, head optional – Was: $25.00, Now: Free

I had seen the Buddha on the ground next to a construction fence at the corner of an intersection. It was in a relaxed lotus position on a rectangle cinder slab, back against fence, headlessly facing the center of the intersection. I took note of its vigil for several weeks, then it was lost in the snow. One night, after the melt and during the rain, I pulled up to the Buddha and relieved him of his position. I noticed his head submerged in the deep puddle next to him and grabbed that as well. It’s a boy Buddha, childlike with baby fat. I didn’t glue his head back on, I just set it back on his shoulders nice like. I placed Buddha between two trees outside the barn before going to the “Retreat.”



Later the “chopped in half for eternity” statement was elaborated on during a Vedic Astrology moment. The story goes like this: Krishna was handing out bite sized bits of eternity to the worthy when he was clued into the fact that one taker was an asura in disguise, so Krishna dosed him while chopping off his head, sending him askew for the long haul.

Hopefully my curbside Buddha isn’t a demon in disguise that was ripped asunder for it’s hubris and sent to the intersection of Brunswick and Pioneer Plaza for all eternity. He had a $25 price on his ass. I’m thinking that he fell off someone’s truck during a move. How he found himself up against that fence is a mystery I can live with though. He looks good between the trees. I can see why someone would pay $25 for a Buddha now, though I still would not.

A Poem for March.

When the real deal
takes a spot
in the center ring
it does a thing
where the NOT REAL DEALS
are exposed as such,
and a big “oh yeah” happens.

This can be embarrassing for everyone.

Often
the real deal conceals itself
for sake of continuity
in this tragicomedy
called humanity.

NOT REAL DEALS
Politics
Religion
Business
Art
flower to attract the spores of humanity
that feed their blossoming here on Earth.

Sometimes the real deal
cannot be concealed
beneath a façade

Sometimes
the NOT REAL DEAL
carbon copies itself
to death
and collapses
in ashes
exposing
the skeletal remains
of the real deal
underlying it all.

a confusing scene
for the human beings
that have been feeding themselves
into one schema
or another
for centuries
In the hope
that their ancestors
wisely chose
the ONE TRUE
real deal.


From the cultural carnage
of a collapsed NOT REAL DEAL
comes an unreal deal
unnamed
undefined
unconcerned about the future
as it cleans up
and makes use of the mess
left by its birth.

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Aloha

Management

Hi. For those that were friends of the Vapor Puppets on MySpace Music, sorry to de-friend you, but I had a bit of a fit after a brief but idiotic exchange with a former member of the band. I deleted the VP music page, and my YouTube page, with all my subscribers, all 50 videos that I had made and uploaded, including the ones in which I did not use Vapor Puppet music. It was a rash decision. So be it.

To the point: I started a new MySpace page. I finally sat with Garage Band long enough to put a track together. Meet DJ Glunch: myspace.com/djglunch

Ok. I took a blog entry from 2004 , recorded it, then mixed it on Garage Band last night.

New Video....

After posting the entry below, the blog received a visit from Fairfax Virginia, then, a moment later, my internet diagnostics indicated that the internet and server had failed. Cue paranoia.

Confessions of a Conspiracy Junkie



Conspiracy "Freaks" used to be fringe culture, the frayed ends of the fringe, far out of the consensus view. It seems to me that the threads of the fabric of American Culture are weaving the Conspiracy motif more prominently as new threads extend the fringe further out. The term "Conspiracy Nut" doesn't quite have the oomph it once did. It doesn't connotate the same degree of wild eyed freakishness as it might have, say, in the '70's, or '80's.

I think it may be time for Americans to ask themselves if they can differentiate between various degrees and qualities of Conspiracy Theory. A theory based on facts that contradict the consensus story-line remains a conspiracy theory until the minds of the times can no longer deny it, and must accept it as true.

The theories surrounding the events of September 11, 2001 are many and varied. The notion the "9-11 Was An Inside Job", I think, has moved beyond theory, and has been increasingly accepted as fact. Who knows who was on the inside, who planned and facilitated the job? I don't know for sure, but I do know that there are too many facts puncturing the veracity of the official story for me to believe it. A majority of critical thinkers agree that the official story has no legs, yet, so much of our nations premise is rooted in this weak and unsubstantiated lie. Our wars, our political speeches, our news, our defense, our international relations, our economy, etc.: all took a turn at the false premise of 9-11. Yet, in the "public" dialogue, the subject still gets treated with the same eye rolling snarkishness as a Big Foot sighting.

The notion that George W. Bush was elected President of the United States still has traction in many peoples minds. That is not a fact that can be proven beyond a reasonable doubt. Since taking office, Bush has done nothing to demonstrate that he perceives himself as a servant of the American public, and everything to bolster the impression that his ambition is tyranny. And yet we still call him President Bush, officially, eight years on.

A minority conspires to "manage" us as consumers and voters, and we, the former citizens, are only inspired enough to debate the style of management we are subjected to. We are not only the subjects of a pack of lies, but we maintain our subjection by living under the premise that these transparent lies are true, when we, for the most part, know that they are not.

Now take a look at this video that came out last week and consider carefully how it makes you feel:

Naomi Wolf: The Coup Happened This Week


I feel funny, but not funny ha ha.


I am posting a list of videos that will provide some perspective on our National situation, for those that feel it, but have a hard time articulating what they are feeling. These are not 5 min clips, but hour long episodes, and I recommend them as a course of study on the American Condition as we stride into the 21st Century

First: The Century of the Self - Part 1: "This series is about how those in power have used Freud's theories to try and control the dangerous crowd in an age of mass democracy." (Double click to view big screen)


The Century of the Self - Part 2


The Century of the Self - Part 3


The Century of the Self - Part 4


Ok. Those serve as the premise for this next BBC series:

"The Power of Nightmares" -Part 1: The rise of the Neo-Cons and Radical Islam



"The Power of Nightmares"- Part 2


"The Power of Nightmares"- Part 3


So, what do you think about all that?