Friday, 25 May 2018

OLS Reflections Cinquante-Neuf





  • An unquestionable way to disconnect is to reconnect with Mother Nature. Connecting always feels so right, so natural, so native, instinctive, inborn and innate. Make sure you always find time for Mother Nature — she likes to be appreciated every once in a while. ⠀

  • Ever flickering between a faint glimmer and shining brightly, the creative artist is like a twinkling star. Their time of hiding in the darkness is the fuel that enables them to glow across the sky when the ‘light’ time comes. For them, embodying the significance of their insignificance by being nothing and everything simultaneously is the greatest poetry there is.

  • One thing I love about taking photos of people is how to find elaborate ways to make them loosen up and naturally smile in front of the lens, reaching that connection, especially with strangers.

  • When people become fully and openly themselves, living their own truth, they will inspire some to do the same. They will also trigger the insecurities of others who are still trying to find a way to become their true selves and live their truths. Down deep inside, the latter know the inner work must be done; yet their egos will often keep looking for excuses to justify their inability, inaction, or lack of courage.

  • It took years to realise that the outbursts of rage and fits of anger some people close to me would occasionally get into were nothing but involuntary cries of help masked as emotional expressions.

  • Zen simply means a state of meditative absorption. Whether meditating, drumming, painting, walking or doing the dishes, it matters not what activity takes one up there.

  • Behind almost everything there is an interesting story awaiting its storyteller.

  • Between the drummer and the dancer there exists an invisible, sort of umbilical cord entangling them together through an ethereal, non-physical plane. The beauty of it is that the process is contagious. Because the connection goes both ways.

  • Choosing uncertainty with a chance of happiness over certainty with guaranteed unhappiness will always win in my book.⠀

  • The more you put yourself in people’s shoes, the more the shoe will fit. One we all are.

“I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It’s so fuckin’ heroic.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀
― George Carlin


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OLS Reflections Ten

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OLS Reflections 13

OLS Reflections Quince

OLS Reflections Sixteen

OLS Reflections Dix-Huit

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OLS Reflections 22

OLS Reflections Dreiundzwanzig

OLS Reflections Twenty-Four

OLS Reflections Vingt-Six

OLS Reflections Ventisette

OLS Reflections Veintinueve
 
OLS Reflections 30

OLS Reflections Einunddreißig

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OLS Reflections Thirty-Three

OLS Reflections Trentaquattro

OLS Reflections 37

OLS Reflections Trente-Neuf

OLS Reflections Forty  

OLS Reflections Einundvierzig

OLS Reflections — The Spiritual Edition 

OLS Reflections Cuarenta y Cuatro

OLS Reflections 45

OLS Reflections Quarantasette

OLS Reflections — The Unpublished Edition

OLS Reflections Forty-Nine

OLS Reflections 50 

OLS Reflections Cincuenta y Dos

OLS Reflections Cinquantaquattro

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Tuesday, 22 May 2018

20 Things Learned From a 48-Minute Terence McKenna Talk on Hermeticism and Alchemy




Do you know that children’s books have fifty percent more rare words in them than words spoken in an average showing of adult prime-time television? Well, now you do. Personally, when I choose to spend time on viewing or listening to something I am looking for added substance. Be it knowledge, a new word or fact, entertainment, or simply just a smile. This is the reason why I dropped the TV more than nine years ago. With all what is already online today, there is no need for such programming.


Being friends with a Terence McKenna account on Facebook who someday added me
, one comes across many random gems. The man has always been a brilliant teacher and eloquent raconteur who always, always leaves one with something to dig or think about while adding them with valuable substance.

This is not the first time TM inspires me to write an article. Why Hippies Are Sometimes Called Bohemians is an earlier one initially instigated by another of his talks about Frederick The Fifth, King of Bohemia and how in the 17th Century he plotted a revolutionary alchemical renaissance with the help of his wife, Elizabeth Stuart — the Queen of Bohemia. For the learning reader into such archaic knowledge here is the video: The Winter King (aka Shamanism, Alchemy, and the 20th Century). 



 

Beside the history, for this unmedicated logo-lexophile McKenna is equally a linguistic gem with a unique aureate style. While it rarely happens with other thinkers or philosophers, whenever watching or listening to him he does send me to the dictionary/Google quite often due to the remarkable breadth of his intellect and language skills.

That’s all in addition to the fact that his plane of knowledge aligns with mine, so whatever he is talking about is usually of interest to me.


The last of these YouTube videos is titled Hermeticism and Alchemy
(shared below). It is part of a much longer talk on the same subjects, also found online. What is different this time is the availability of the subtitles/captions option, which is a great addition, especially with TM since his vocabulary is insanely extensive. Without the captions it’s almost impossible to grasp all the words. For the Winter King for instance, I had to dig out the transcriptions separately. Another reason is that, being relatively old, many of his available videos/recordings may not the clearest in terms of sound.
 
That said, the video is a mere 48 minutes long. Y
et between new words, novel concepts, and characters from history, Terence McKenna enriched me with 20 different additions, which I’m sharing herein with you. The following list contains the discoveries.


 

1. Hermes Trismegistus Thrice Great

Hermes Trismegistus is mystical historical figure considered to be a divine source of wisdom. He is the purported author of the Hermetic Corpus, a series of sacred texts which are the basis of Hermeticism; in addition to being credited with tens of thousands of highly esteemed writings. Nevertheless, his name(s) and identity(ies) are still debatable.

The name given to Hermes Trismegistus is associated with the Greek god Hermes — Messenger of the gods, god of trade, thieves, travelers, sports, athletes, border crossings, guide to the Underworld — as well as the Egyptian god Thoth — god of magic, writing, wisdom, knowledge, and the moon.

Greeks in Hellenistic Egypt recognised the equivalence of Hermes and Thoth. Accordingly, the two gods were merged together and worshiped as one, in what had been the Temple of Thoth in Khemnu, which the Greeks called Hermopolis.

Since I have read quite a bit about Hermeticism, most of this information is not new to me. What is new is the meaning of the epithet Hermes Trismegistus: Thrice Born, Thrice Great, or Triple Magician. One reason for this triple power is because he is believed to have been Akhenaton, Moses, and Orpheus. While I knew of those three legendary historical figures, I wasn’t aware they were lumped together as the Three Great Teachers.

According to the Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus, another view is that he was named as such because he knows the three parts of the wisdom of the universe: Alchemy, Astrology, and Theurgy. An additional theory proposed by Marsilio Ficino is because he was the greatest philosopher, the greatest priest, and the greatest king.

On that same note, “The Book of Thoth is a name given to many ancient Egyptian texts supposed to have been written by Thoth. Aeons later, the author and occultist Aleister Crowley wrote a short essay on the tarot of the Egyptians titled:“The Book of Thoth”.


With lack of any conclusive evidence after all these millennia, the details remain only speculations. Though the wisdom conveyed still echoes its truth to this very day.

As Above. So Below.



2. Heterodox

Heterodox (adj): Not conforming with accepted or orthodox standards or beliefs.
It is the antonym of orthodox.



Synonyms: Unorthodox, nonconformist, dissenting, dissident, rebellious, renegade


Heterodox art by Moran Victoria Sabbag


3. Unbridled  

Unbridled (adj): Uncontrolled; unconstrained.

Synonyms: Unrestrained, uninhibited, unrestricted, unchecked, unmufflered, uncurbed, rampant, runaway, irrepressible, unstoppable, intemperate, immoderate.


 

4. Rosicrucianism

A spiritual and cultural movement which arose in Europe in the early 17th century after the publication of several texts purported to announce the existence of a hitherto unknown esoteric order to the world and made seeking its knowledge attractive to many.

McKenna mentioned Rosicrucianism when talking about how
throughout history some schools of thoughts go back to the ancient teachings. Believing that anything old and archaic is of substance, they work on making the ancient knowledge more appealing to the people. Certain apologists fall into this category.



5. Thomas Taylor (1758 – 1835)

An English translator and Neoplatonist who was the first to translate the complete works of Aristotle and of Plato into English; as well as the Orphic fragments.



6.If then you do not make yourself equal to God, you cannot apprehend God; for like is known by like. Leap clear of all that is corporeal, and make yourself grown to a like expanse with that greatness which is beyond all measure; rise above all time and become eternal; then you will apprehend God. Think that for you too nothing is impossible; deem that you too are immortal, and that you are able to grasp all things in your thought, to know every craft and science; find your home in the haunts of every living creature; make yourself higher than all heights and lower than all depths; bring together in yourself all opposites of quality, heat and cold, dryness and fluidity; think that you are everywhere at once, on land, at sea, in heaven; think that you are not yet begotten, that you are in the womb, that you are young, that you are old, that you have died, that you are in the world beyond the grave; grasp in your thought all of this at once, all times and places, all substances and qualities and magnitudes together; then you can apprehend God.

But if you shut up your soul in your body, and abase yourself, and say “I know nothing, I can do nothing; I am afraid of earth and sea, I cannot mount to heaven; I know not what I was, nor what I shall be,” then what have you to do with God?


Hermes Trismegistus, Hermetica: The Greek Corpus Hermeticum and the Latin Asclepius in a New English Translation, with Notes and Introduction

This vision echoes with a much later quote by Nietzsche in Beyond Good and Evil reflecting the same view:

The sage as astronomer — As long as you still feel the stars as being something ‘over you’ you still lack the eye of the man of knowledge.”


Egyptian god Thoth (left) and a depiction of Hermes Trismegistus



7. Spiritual and Demonic Magic: From Ficino to Campanella (Magic in History) by D. P. Walker


First published by the Warburg Institute in 1958, this book is considered a landmark in Renaissance studies. “Whereas most scholars had tended to view magic as a marginal subject, Walker showed that magic was one of the most typical creations of the late fifteenth and sixteenth centuries.”



The topic of the book is interesting to me since I had always questioned the irony in how religions consider magic to be heresy while religious tales are full of magic. The reason why magic was and still is considered heresy is because it implies that man can command god to act; that man is like all those prophets who could do just that in times of miracles. Naturally, magic means that middle men are not needed, which would be a catastrophe for organised religions. 

This brings us back to heterodox as McKenna was talking about how Hermeticism was a heterodox way of perceiving reality in which human are seen as the brothers of God. According to this nature-oriented view, we are co-partners with deities; and through magic we can co-create. What the magician does is compel nature to act according to his desire.




8. Patristic
 

Patristic (adj):
Relating to the early Christian theologians or to patristics.


From
mid 19th century; from German patristisch, from Latin pater, patr- ‘father’.



9. Sympathetic Magic

Primitive or magical ritual using objects or actions resembling or symbolically associated with the event or person over which influence is sought.



10. Homunculus
 
 
Homunculus (n): A very small human or humanoid creature.

[historical]: A supposed microscopic but fully formed human being from which a foetus was formerly believed to develop.

From mid 17th century; from Latin, diminutive of homo, homin- ‘man’.




11. Cosimo di Giovanni de' Medici
(1389 1464)

Also known by his
bynames Cosimo the Elder, Italian Cosimo il Vecchio, and Latin Pater Patriae (Father of his Country) was an Italian banker and politician, who was the first member of the Medici family political dynasty that served as de facto rulers of Florence during much of the Italian Renaissance from 1434 to 1537.



12. Christoph von Utenheim (c. 1450
1527)

The Bishop of Basel from 1502 to 1527.



13. Stenography

  • The art or process of writing in shorthand. 
  • Shorthand especially written from dictation or oral discourse.
  • The making of shorthand notes and subsequent transcription of them.


14. Obsidian

 

Obsidian (n): A hard, dark, glasslike volcanic rock formed by the rapid solidification of lava without crystallisation
.

While TM did not utter the word during the talk, I came across it while reading about John Dee
’s magical speculum or Mirror which he mentioned the obsidian Aztec cult object in the shape of a hand-mirror, brought to Europe in the late 1520s.


Dr. John Dees magical tools displayed at The British Museum, London. The Obsidian magical mirror 
can be seen in the middle.


15. Harangue

 

1. Harangue 

(n) A lengthy and aggressive speech.


Synonyms: Tirade, diatribe, lecture, polemic, rant, fulmination, broadside, attack, onslaught; criticism, condemnation, censure, admonition, sermon; declamation, speech; (informal) blast (literary) philippic.

2. Harangue (v) Lecture (someone) at length in an aggressive and critical manner.

 

Synonyms: Rant at, hold forth to, lecture, shout at; berate, criticise, attack; (informal) sound off at, mouth off to.

From late Middle English; from Old French arenge; from medieval Latin harenga, perhaps of Germanic origin. The spelling was later altered to conform with French harangue (noun), haranguer (verb).




16. Sir Edward Kelley


Also known as Kelly or
Edward Talbot (1555 – 1597), he was an English Renaissance occultist and self-declared spirit medium. He is best known for working with John Dee in his magical investigations. Besides the professed ability to summon spirits or angels in a “shew-stone” or mirror, which John Dee so valued, Kelley also claimed to possess the secret of transmuting base metals into gold, the goal of alchemy, as well as the supposed Philosopher’s Stone itself.


17. A True and Faithful Relation of What Passed for Many Years Between Dr. John Dee and Some Spirits.
 
John Dee was one of the leading scientists of Elizabethan Europe whose work has revolutionised the way people regarded reality. This informative book should tickle the curious souls pickle.


18. Scuzzball

North American informal



Scuzzball (n): A despicable or disgusting person.

Synonyms:
Unpleasant, dirty, or dangerous; creep.



19. John Playfair (1748 –1819)

A Church of Scotland minister, geologist, and mathematician noticed that opium was addictive after 3,000 years of being used throughout history.



20. Paracelsus (
1493 1541)

Born Theophrastus von Hohenheim, he is a
German-Swiss physician, alchemist, and astrologer of the German Renaissance who established the role of chemistry in medicine.  First to concentrate drugs from plants, as the first to create the pill form.






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The Comfort Women of the Imperial Japanese Army 

The Phenomenal Getty Villa in Photos
 

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Wednesday, 9 May 2018

Words I Made Up — The Fifteenth




After The Fourteenth, here come the newborns...

  • Purgian (n): Someone who gets rid of their Iranian rugs and carpets.

  • Budsget (n): Money saved for and/or spent on weed.

  • Fununfair (n): A carnival at which goers can only watch others amuse themselves by riding machines and playing games without being allowed to do the same.

  • Concierge (n): A fake, deceptive wax candle commonly used for religious ceremony.

  • Sir Lanocelot (n): Name of the legendary wild cat that belonged to King Arthur.

  • Kintucky (proper noun): A state where everybody is related.

  • Buddhapest (proper noun): A large European city where everyone is enlightened and no one kills insects.

  • Dienamite (n): Lethal explosives.

  • Connunciation (n): When you mean one word but utter its opposite.

  • Dyeabetes (n): A disease in which the increased sugar level in the blood requires a certain colourant to return to its normal levels.



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Words I Made Up — The Fourquel

Words I Made Up — The Fifthquel

Words I Made Up — The Sixquel  

Words I Made Up — The Seventhquel

Words I Made Up — The Eightquel

Words I Made Up — The Ninthquel

Words I Made Up — The Tenthquel

Words I Made Up — The Eleventhquel

Words I Made Up — The Twelfthquel

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Words I Made Up — The Fourteenth
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Friday, 4 May 2018

OLS Reflections 五十八 — The Shamelessly Fun Ones





  • Sometimes I lay awake in bed wondering what those who write HBD do with all the extra time they save.

  • Dragonflies when it wants to. Fireflies means potential hazard.

  • Nothing says “We’re not from here — it was written in the itinerary” than a group of pale-skinned folks in formal attire parading on the bike path between Venice and Santa Monica on Segways.

  • If Superman had been created around these days he would have to be microscopically tiny to be able to get in and out of a cell phone.

  • When I took writing as a vocation and began sharing my life experiences and adventures with the world I reached an agreement with myself. Whenever ten years are gone into the past I will share more of the spicy stories from then. Whenever twenty are gone I will tell it all as it is — no matter how weird, dark, or hilarious. Where is the fun if we can’t laugh at and maybe also learn from our past. We’re getting close to lots of raunchy stories, which should be fun. Stay put.

  • During a special moment of receptive contemplation the word “Boredumb” came to mind. While I did find the word in the Urban Dictionary candidly defined as: When you get so bored, you turn stupid. My own definition goes the other way round: When you are stupid, you get bored. Truly, “I’m bored” is a moronic thing to say. Well do something about it instead of whining, you asshat.

  • Ladies and Gentlemen, the official account of the entire City of Los Angeles with its hundreds of thousands of followers has recently began following me. Ouh Là Là. Not bad that Instagram thingy, huh. They usually share informative, sometimes historical “Snapple facts/Did You Know?” kind of posts with different photographs of the city. My self-induced paranoia, however, is still trying to figure out a way to handle this chuffing news.

  • The teacher uses his pupils to watch them.

  • Whenever we say: “You’ll always be too much for certain people,” we’re actually just being considerate. “Certain people will always be too little for you,” is the more straightforward, less smothering way of putting it. “It’s not me, it’s you”.

  • Friendly advice for the younger generations who grew up with camera phones and for the older who just find it more convenient: 

    When shooting a video do it horizontally and not vertically. There is absolutely no good reason for losing half the space of the screen in such a way. In fact, video submissions that are shot vertically are often not accepted. It is also quite a hassle to convert and rotate if one wants to use the footage. So simply tilt the phone 90 degrees and start using landscape mode instead of portrait. Puh-lease ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

    Signed: Humanity

Kaleidoscopic, fairytale-ish mural by Daniel Rey Silvas @artistanova13 — off Pacific Avenue.

In the artist’s own words: “The mural is inspired by bringing the awareness of the community to children
with #autism and #epilepsy and enriching their lives through the use of cannabinoid oil #cbd. A truly noble
cause and a wonderful display of
#Artivism.




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OLS Reflections Dreiundfünfzig — The Playfully Fun Ones


OLS Reflections Cinquante-et-Un — The Corruptly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Treinta y Seis — The Wickedly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections — Facebook Edition

OLS Reflections — Facebook Edition Deux

OLS Reflections ثمانية وعشرون — The Tranquilisingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections पच्चीस — The Soothingly Fun Ones
 
OLS Reflections Venti — The Quiescently Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Siebzehn — The Peacefully Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Quatorze — The Mitigatingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Девять — The Pacifyingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Seis — The Mollifyingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Tre — The Mildly Fun Ones
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Wednesday, 2 May 2018

Attempting to Bridge the Gap Between ‘Us’ and ‘Them’: Evolution




Following three years in Canada then roaming around the U.S for a while, I arrived to Venice Beach in Los Angeles early 2014. The tropical weather was something I had been dearly missing. Being by the beach in general was another.

One of my first Sundays I was cruising around by the Venice Boardwalk when I saw — and heard — a big group of people on the beach playing music. Like a moth to a flame, my curiosity naturally led me towards them to get a closer look. What I found was mainly drummers in all sorts and shapes and colours just jamming around while forming a circle. In the middle, people were dancing to the beats and having a chilling time. This was my first encounter with Venice Beach Drum Circle, which I did not know anything about before then.

Having been always a drummer, though without a tribe, I started going every Sunday to this magical gathering — then also Saturday. Even before buying a djembe, I was just taking pictures and using others’ drums. After a while I felt more at ease and got to know many lovely folks from there. Eventually, I wrote an article titled: How Scary the Power of the People is, in which I was expressing my frustration caused by the heavy presence of cops and their vehicles on the beach by the Drum Circle. It was published on Conscious Life News. 



Note that in 2014 my own realty tunnel was filled with remnants of a hijacked Egyptian Revolution. So my views, thoughts, and feelings about “the establishment” were still bias in a certain way as I was lumping it all together. Not that I turned pro-establishment now, but my views are more balanced as I taught myself how to perceive both sides of any equation.

The following is a short excerpt from said article: 




They are afraid from us, not the other way round. We the people. The long-haired freaks, the peaceful warriors, the colourful weirdos, the nonconformist rads, the purple bonkers and the ballistic unicorns, the tie-dyed ones who dare to be different. We individualistic souls make them uncomfortable. That I knew for a while but the fear bit is what struck me yesterday. Their weapons cannot protect them against united people who are armed only with their smiles and cameras, and they know that. 

We’ve seen it happen all over the world in revolutions and uprisings throughout history. And that’s why they enforce laws to prevent citizens of the Earth from joyfully gathering, drumming and dancing on the beach after sunset! How absurd that is when you think about it. Why should that be anywhere near illegal? We actually come from generations of tribal nomads, this is natural to us. But I tell you why. It’s to control people, because when united they become an unstoppable force. And the establishment knows that.
They do.


Time at the Circle went on mainly peacefully until an officer named Roberts came into the scene. He was a cool guy and we bonded pretty well. This inspired a series of three of articles: Attempting to Bridge the Gap Between Us and Them.

Slowly becoming a part of that monumental gathering, more creativity came along with photo-video articles like A Year at the Venice Beach Drum Circle in Photos & Videos and its Sequel — while a third is on the way.

After all this connection, things went relatively well between ‘us’ and ‘them’.


With the cool officer Roberts in 2016

Now fast-forwarding to some months back towards the end of 2017. 


By the end of the Drum Circle one Saturday I was approached by two officers on foot, informing me that we have to wrap it up as it was past sunset. I joked with the 20-something year old petite officer by telling her that I didn’t recognise them without their big cruisers, loud sirens, and blinking lights. ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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The following week the sun went down yet no police showed up. So we kept going. The one after, it was the same story. It felt so natural that mature adults can stop drumming on a public beach whenever they wish rather than having to listen to a source of authority. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Nevertheless, the sudden disappearance of the LAPD got me curious, so I asked around. And this is what I found out. ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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Apparently, the cops ran over a woman lying on the beach in broad daylight — again! Then they got sued for it. So as a consequences their big toys were taken away from them; for now, they are not allowed to drive around on the sand. This is most probably why they never came back on foot to stop us since that first time. Now the drum circle keeps going till people just willingly leave. As it should be. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀


Another six-month fast-forward brings us to last Saturday — which is usually smaller and less noisy than Sunday. After a long hiatus, two cops, both in their mid 20s, came visiting us. Not in their vehicles, nor on foot, but in a golf cart. The first thing they did is give a ticket to some guy for having a beer in hands, and outsider sitting on the outskirts of the circle,

Their sudden appearance after MIA for all this time, especially that the first thing they did was ticketing that man, wasn’t welcomed well by many. While some of us kept watching in silence or ignoring what was going on altogether, a few shouted at the cops a couple of times. Nothing aggressive or rude; just “Fine, give him a ticket then you can leave.” Just passive aggressive. 

This was all happening about 10 minutes after I arrived. But even for me, having cops around wasn’t that perfect time to start drumming or getting into the zone. I then took this time to go around the circle and socialise with different brothers and sisters.

After the ticket, the cops went around and positioned themselves to have the sun in their backs while facing us — as seen in the featured photo. 

Eventually I did begin playing, yet still kept wondering when the cops will leave, almost subconsciously. Though I tried not to show it because the rest of the circle can easily pick up on that energy. That would be an addition to their initial discomfort I could already sense just by looking at their faces and body languages. 



What I did, however, was take a break after ten minutes through — much faster than the usual break which can take place after 40-60 minutes of constant playing. I then took another tour after jokingly telling a couple of unhappy drummers that I’ll go talk to the cops and tell them to leave. 



No man! Why?” was their anxious response, before smiling mischievously so they get that it’s a Ha-Ha. Well, maybe half a Ha-Ha.

After snapping a few photos around I headed towards the golf cart and took a couple of shots of the cops. Then I went closer to say hello. “I hope you guys are enjoying the view. How is officer Roberts, is he still around here? He’s a friend but I haven’t seen him in a while.



Not very much here, he moved to PK2 — or some other lingo — so he doesn’t really come here. I assumed that they meant about his promotion.

Both officers had young, gentle faces and could not be more than 25. When I told them that I share my photos on Instagram and tag #LAPD, they asked if they could see the ones I took. I did show them, adding that I do a bit of editing and they will find it on IG.

Eventually I introduced myself and shook hands with both before bidding them farewell. Unfortunately, though, I forgot their names.

When I turned around after this brief encounter I found T, one of the drummers who wasn’t too pleased of the random visit, filming the whole encounter. I think he took my words for real and followed me with the camera as I talked to them — possibly as a way to protect me.

As we moved further back towards the circle, T had that “What just happened?” kind of perplexed look. So I once again mischievously smiled and told him:

Because they will leave in a few minutes. Watch and learn. The magic of kindness and openness!

He smiled, yet I do not think he thought I was too serious.

A couple of minutes through as I went back to my chair, another drummer sitting right by came closer to ask: “I’m curious to know what did you tell them.”



Well, I introduced myself, took a few photos, and sent my regards to officer Roberts. You know, simply being myself. And they will leave shortly. They have other more important things to do than watch a bunch of Hippies having fun at a drum circle.

Haha. I can’t help it sometimes. I’m a 48-year-old war veteran who doesn’t feel like he needs to be policed, especially when I’m trying to have a good, clean time, He went on. 

I hear you, Brother. One thing I remember from a John Lennon quote is: The only thing they [the establishment] don’t know how to handle is non-violence and humour. So when you shower them with openness and authenticity things just flow from then on. This is called emotional intelligence.

Before finishing our chat, we both looked ahead to find the cops evacuating the area in their little vehicle and never came back. Adios, amigos.

You see?”

Bedazzled and smiling happily, the guys then looked at me like I am some kind of wizard, while the circle went on to its natural peaceful state. Ta-Da


Now to reflecting upon this latest encounter. The transition from the tension and passive aggressive energy I picked up when first arriving to the Circle four years back, to attempting to connect “us” with “them” on a more intimate level, to succeeding in doing so to a considerable degree, I can only think of the word “Evolution”.

All I could see this time is two young docile men doing their job: Ticketing the guy who was drinking in public first. Then deciding to watch us Hippies having a good time for fifteen minutes. Perhaps as a break from a long — likely boring — working day. This actually wasn’t a first, as I’ve seen it many times before when the Circle is so absolutely lit and the officers take their phones out of their pockets to start filming us from afar. After all, we are something to see, a phenomenon, a true Venice Beach tourist attraction.

That said, I did not sense those two officers were there to monitor us as it used to happen back then, or stir any kind of trouble. Neither did I consider them any kind of threat. In fact they were actually located pretty far, just enjoying the scenery, or so I felt.

As such, there is absolutely no good reason to treat them anything other than kindly, respectfully, and more importantly humanly. As I mentioned before, one may not agree with the establishment, the system, politics, lawmakers, but the officers themselves are simply humans, just like me, just like you. Some are simply cooler than others, just like the rest of us.


Love one another. It is The Way.



ALSO VIEW:

Attempting to Bridge the Gap Between ‘Us’ and ‘Them’: Officer Roberts

Attempting to Bridge the Gap Between ‘Us’ and ‘Them’: The Coke Prank

Attempting to Bridge the Gap Between ‘Us’ and ‘Them’: Sergeant Pepper
 
A Year at the Venice Beach Drum Circle in Photos

Another Year at the Venice Beach Drum Circle in Photos & Videos 

Stop-n-Search That Hippy

Banged Up Abroad — My Few Days @ The Don Jail

The Intertwining of Music and Sexuality ― A Djembefola’s Tale

How Drumming Changed The Way My Brain Processes Music

Drum Circle Etiquette — The Do’s and Don’ts 
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Wednesday, 18 April 2018

OLS Reflections 57




  • The beauty of art is that it’s contagious. Since there is no separation between art and artist, when you watch the latter passionately enjoy their creation or performance you get to share the experience by enjoying it with them. Truly, while nature may keep our heart beating, but the arts… are why we want it to keep beating.

  • Because simplicity is deeper than complexity, the simple often passes unperceived by the complex.

  • There is a fine line between minding your own business and feeling awkward, even afraid, to make eye contact with strangers.

  • Whether you look for the good in others or the bad you will find it.

  • Until you face your own shadow you will keep encountering its reflection in others.

  • Sometimes I wonder how the world would been have dramatically transformed if great teachers like Lao Tzu, Confucius, the Buddha, Plato, Rumi, and Spinoza had access to the Internet; how many spiritual and intellectual revolutions and ages of enlightenment would have shaped history differently; where we would be now.

  • My secret? I stopped chasing — people, situations, substances. When things unfold, I let them. When they don’t, I let them. Instead of chasing the dream, I taught myself how to live it Here and Now, hence manifest my own reality. This is how we become at peace and in harmony with the natural flow of the cosmos.

  • The more one masters a certain domain, the more simplification they will strive for.

  • The strongest souls are those who help others through their storms while they themselves are going through their own. Usually the strongest are also the gentlest.

  • Until one connects with their inner divine feminine they will never understand the unspoken language of women. Cracking the elusive code which allows deciphering and translating that language is a process, so it takes time. Even then, there is a whole new mystical world to be explored and learn from. When the work is done and the male ego is bypassed, one of the illuminating realisations you come upon is that what a woman essentially needs is someone who can listen to what she isn’t saying — that which lies beyond words… and egos. 





ALSO VIEW:

OLS Reflections

OLS Reflections Deux

OLS Reflections Vier

OLS Reflections Khamsa

OLS Reeflections Yedi

OLS Reflections 八

OLS Reflections Ten

OLS Reflections Onze

OLS Reflections 13

OLS Reflections Quince

OLS Reflections Sixteen

OLS Reflections Dix-Huit

OLS Reflections تسعة عشر

OLS Reflections Veinte Uno

OLS Reflections 22

OLS Reflections Dreiundzwanzig

OLS Reflections Twenty-Four

OLS Reflections Vingt-Six

OLS Reflections Ventisette

OLS Reflections Veintinueve
 
OLS Reflections 30

OLS Reflections Einunddreißig

OLS Reflections  إثنان وثلاثون

OLS Reflections Thirty-Three

OLS Reflections Trentaquattro

OLS Reflections 37

OLS Reflections Trente-Neuf

OLS Reflections Forty  

OLS Reflections Einundvierzig

OLS Reflections — The Spiritual Edition 

OLS Reflections Cuarenta y Cuatro

OLS Reflections 45

OLS Reflections Quarantasette

OLS Reflections — The Unpublished Edition

OLS Reflections Forty-Nine

OLS Reflections 50 

OLS Reflections Cincuenta y Dos

OLS Reflections Cinquantaquattro

OLS Reflections पचपन
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Friday, 16 March 2018

OLS Reflections Fifty-Six — The Notoriously Fun Ones




  • As a kid I once fell into a well. The experience remained quite traumatic until I learned to let go of the hole thing.

  • My biological clock may be ticking, but I can’t hear it properly due to the singing cuckoo.

  • Do you know that worrying really works? 98.7 percent of the things I worry about never happen.

  • Next time someone asks what I do I’ll tell them I’m an existentialist-turned-transcendentalist psychonaut, and wait for that face. I’ll smile then sternly say that I’m really a junior financial planning analyst, and wait for that other face.

  • Did you know that the real purpose of the office neck ID holders is for when the boss decides to take those wearing them either for a ride or out for a walk?

  • Answering an anonymous letter pseudonymously is synonymous with it autonomously happening posthumously.

  • My expectations were so high they always left me loaded. That’s to put it bluntly.

  • Hymen should be called Hywomen. Or maybe hi, women.
 
  • Now that female pilots are a common thing, shouldn’t Cockpits be called something else? Like Cocktits.

  • March is my least favourite month because I don’t like to be told what to do.

Woof! Kool new mural by @muckrock on the Venice Beach Boardwalk.


ALSO VIEW:


OLS Reflections Dreiundfünfzig — The Playfully Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Cinquante-et-Un — The Corruptly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Treinta y Seis — The Wickedly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections — Facebook Edition

OLS Reflections — Facebook Edition Deux

OLS Reflections ثمانية وعشرون — The Tranquilisingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections पच्चीस — The Soothingly Fun Ones
 
OLS Reflections Venti — The Quiescently Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Siebzehn — The Peacefully Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Quatorze — The Mitigatingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Девять — The Pacifyingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Seis — The Mollifyingly Fun Ones

OLS Reflections Tre — The Mildly Fun Ones
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Saturday, 10 March 2018

Words I Made Up — The Fourteenth








Following The Thirteenth, here are more newborns.


  • Investigator (n): Ancient reptile with a highly-developed sense of money.

    Some dim-witted people may choose to define it as: Ancient reptile who wears a vest. But that clearly doesn’t make any sense since gators do not wear clothes. Humans! 

  • Jewbilee (n): A notable anniversary of a certain Judaic event, especially one celebrating twenty-five or fifty years.

  • Cheekyta (n): An impudent little girl.

  • Dicktate (v): Give orders to one’s penis by speaking to it out loud.

  • Jewpeter (n): A large planet, possibly in an alternate universe, where all inhabitants are Jewish men named Peter.

  • Escaligator (n): Ancient reptile capable of using moving staircases.

  • Briberry (n): A small roundish juicy fruit you offer someone as a gift to persuade them to act in your favour.

  • Adolf Hit-her (n): A megalomaniac dictator who’s also a woman beater.

  • Skateholder (n): A person with an interest or concern in roller skating, ice skating, and/or skateboarding, especially as a business.

  • Cockytail (n): An alcoholic beverage that renders its drinker conceited and arrogant.



ALSO VIEW:


Words I Made Up

Words I Made Up — The Sequel

Words I Made Up — The Threequel

Words I Made Up — The Fourquel

Words I Made Up — The Fifthquel

Words I Made Up — The Sixquel  

Words I Made Up — The Seventhquel

Words I Made Up — The Eightquel

Words I Made Up — The Ninthquel

Words I Made Up — The Tenthquel

Words I Made Up — The Eleventhquel

Words I Made Up — The Twelfthquel

Words I Made Up — The Thirteenth
 
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