:Penebranca:

“It has been only two generations since artificial light became so widespread that we moved into artificially lighted environments. Now, most of the light we ingest through our skin and eyes is artificial. We are starved from the natural light spectra and we have overdosed on those spectra that come from artificial light; incandescent, fluorescent, mercury, vapor, sodium, television, and many others which are detrimental to our natural development of our eyesight and perception.” — Jerry Mander

Before Heaven and Earth

There was something

nebulous....

Tranquil....effortless

Permeating universally

Never tiring

Revolving Soundless

Fusion without mate

It may be regarded as the mother

of all organic forms

Its name is not known nor its language

But it is called the name TAO

The ancient sages to the best of their ability

inventing a description called it "great"

The great TAO

"Great" means-in harmony

In harmony means-tuned in

Tuned in means....going far

Going far means....return

To the harmony

Thus-there are four greatnesses....

The TAO is great The coil of life is great The body is great And man is also designed in this image to be great

There are in existence four great notes

And man is made to be one thereof

Man places himself in harmony with his body

His body tunes itself to the slow unfolding of life

Life flows in harmony with the TAO

Out here you will know that it

all proceeds at the natural tempo

In tune

“The intermediate manifestation of the divine presence which we call the DNA code has spent the last two billion years making this planet a Garden of Eden. An intricate web has been woven, a delicate fabric of chemical-electrical-seed-tissue-organism-species. A dancing, joyous harmony of energy transaction is rooted in the 12 inches of topsoil which covers the rock/mineral/fire core of this planet.”

—	Timothy Leary

This metabolic cosmos
is fertile with galactronic sexuality
and novas of eye.
So let’s do this jigsaw of sound,
these mischievous jokes,
those space and light conundrums,
these relative paths,
those time-warping vehicles,
these resonant mantras,
those archetypal attractors,
these invisible interfaces,
those spiral dynamics,
these flexible forms,
the enticing chaos,
the implicate order.

Interdimensional devices; levitating, spinning, crawling and sliding.
Linking, dividing, harmonizing and synergizing
qualities, forms, waves and realities.
Trans-technological singularities of temporal matrices,
hyper-functional crystalline mathematic fractal baby gizmos of
light, color and sound,

busy, busy, busy.

“A torrid sun moves stiffly in my head like a magic lantern slide. A fragment of blue sky follows; after a few jolts it becomes motionless. I am all golden within.”

Scientists claim that we are made of stardust, nondescript dust mites, but together saying something spectacular and meaningful.

The stars are in motion. We are all part of a singular piece of poetry, rhyme, rhythm, one secular heartbeat. All combining and mixing, tangoing, playing tic-tac-toe with one another. All pieces of
one uni-verse.

Whether we are made of stardust and the rhythms of spheres or of skins stretched across frames to make drums or of quivering flesh and bones, we are all singing.

The ancient Hindu Scriptures of India tell of the generation of the material universe out of the 'full void,' an emptiness of infinite intelligence that makes everything out of silences and sounds, the fundamental energetic vibrations of divine thought.

3-2-1

Today's date is the countdown to disillusionment
that all your realizations were nothing more than illusions
by way of dilated pupils, energy channels, spirals & ripples
they sprinted out of your mouth as juxtapositions
a myriad of intertwined visions
even from your birth mother
Earth Mother
gave
Birth.

If your limbs begin dissolving
in the waters that you tread
look towards the sun a risin
to keep yourself ahead.
All the surroundings are evolving
in the s p a c e s of your head.

Declarations from the jungle
from the people of the maize
Forgotten actors with no lines
in the wings of the world stage
Their country raped and delegated
to the outskirts of mankind
Refusing to fade into obscurity
Their purpose to remind
And to reclaim a voice
for those forced into silence
Fighting with pride and dignity
against the corruption and the violence
Whilst people with the luxury of debate
just sat around and talked
These fearless ones fight back against
the oppression that has stalked
their people now for centuries,
Funneling wealth to the hands of the rich
A monopoly by the minority
This orgy of theft at fever pitch
Faceless revolutionaries
A black framed sea of eyes
Anonymity fighting celebrity
A safeguard not a disguise
Bringing La Realidad
to a world that lives without
And know that all around the globe
there’s echoes of your shout
I stand in solidarity
with clenched fist in the air
And i’ll battle along side you
against this world that doesn’t care
Countless voices raised as one
will tremble the castle’s walls
Countless hands working as one
will re-build once it falls
Thank you for the beacons light
you shine to all with love
And thank you for the heart you’ve shown
in fighting those above

V i v a l a R e v o l u c i o n !

V i v a l a Z a p a t i s t a !