Water

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Across the planet we are quickly running out of free potable water and it’s time we do something about it. The day is soon coming when all fresh water will be owned by a corporation who will have no problem charging us to drink it. If you think I am wrong research Nestle Corp. and their current actions . . . that should be enough to convince you. The fact that the corporations are going after the aquifers now should give us ample evidence that they are worried about availability. . . and this article itself is downright scary . . . . . privatization

“Yeah,” but what can we do about it”?

There are many ways to handle this situation, but for now I am working on conserving what we have by promoting something we all can get our minds around . . . the compost toilet. Today in America roughly 25% of our fresh water usage is used to carry a small turd down a long pipe way to deposit it into a septic tank. This is a huge amount of overkill to a rational person. . . . BUT

Because we Americans are SO squeamish when it comes to our waste we approve of this and see it as a fine and proper way to be dealing with a disgusting subject.  This poop stuff might make great party joke material, but every serious minded modern person is quite content to carry on with this ‘out of sight – out of mind’ approach forever, but guess what folks . . . the parties just about over. Fresh water will soon be in short supply . . . and already is in many parts of this country.  . . . toilet water usage  

Today the composting toilet has come a long way towards coming out as the prime way to dispose of our waste. Not by spending thousands of dollars to hide it, but by recycling our waste and using it to fertilize our plants, trees and ultimately after a year or so, our gardens.

We country dwellers should have no problem at all making the switch and many have already done so. All we need do is just buy or build a compost toilet and set it up. The city planners will have to think a bit deeper, but many are doing that already also.

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Why give Monsanto the OK to poison our planet with their toxic chemicals when a little bit of humanure fertilizer will do the job better, cheaper, cleaner, and far more beneficial? It’s a no brainer . . .

I built myself a really nice toilet for roughly 65.00 total including a bale of horse bedding and the required buckets. I am, at the moment, working on a better way to separate the liquid from the solid (it’s not so difficult) and then, once perfected, I will have some for sale for about 175.00 apiece. I will also have pictures and free prints available on this blog as a PDF for those who want to build their own compost toilet.

If you want a manufactured device I’d suggest the Nature’s Head for starters. natures head It gets good reviews and is a bit more advanced and simplified than the originals.

Regardless how you go about it (and I know it’s hard to believe) these things do not stink as much as your flush toilet! . . . honest to God . . . if you set them up properly you will think when you use it, that you are in heaven. . .

If that’s not good enough to convince you, instead of heaven . . . welcome to the coming hell of a dried up planet. . . water Armageddon 

 

Space-Time and Non-duality

If death delivers us from the binding constricts of time and space . . . why fear death when it is no more than a ticket back to the singularity of our one true home?

Like the guy says, as we get so easily lost in words, language has no way of revealing these truths to us, BUT meditation does.

The Tao Te Ching gives the best thought I believe . . . in the first chapter when it says:

(my interpretation, there are others more true to the original chinese I am sure))

Before the beginning there was the Unknown.

At the beginning the Unknown split into two parts.

One part remained the unknown, the other formed the (time and space) heavens and the earth.

Man, unable to understand the Unknown, either worships it or denies it’s existence.

There are some things in life that must be experienced in order to understand them.

Listening to music.

The taste of a fresh peach.

The touch of a lover.

The scent of fresh rain in a forest.

The view from the top of a mountain.

In all these cases, to deprive the senses from experiencing, is to deprive the knowing.

The Tao must also be experienced.

Give her a name and she becomes a religion.

Ignore her and she will never cease knocking at your door.

The purpose for time and space is for us to experience the wonders and the beauty of that unknown singularity from which we came . . . what we have created, because of the laws of duality governing it, is chaos . . . our chaos, our doing, our responsibility to fix it, nurture it, and restore it.

Time and space are one of the greatest conundrums of both science and philosophy, and have been so since we began to think about them self-reflectively. Many, especially in physics, see space-time as an objective thing, which can be bent and twisted. Others, namely in Eastern philosophy, see time and space as illusions, narratives in…

via The Linguistic Demon of Space-Time — Science and Nonduality

Suicide

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Reading a lot about suicide lately I began to wonder, instead of Anthony Bourdain, what it would take for me to do the deed, because at one time in my youth I could have. When I was younger (in the late 60’s) I went through a time when I thought it would be a good idea to off myself, but then I ran away from my problem and got stoned for a couple of years instead.

When I got older I realized that the suicidal thoughts began because I had expected too much from this decidedly fractured society. I was too good for this place and I was drowning in a huge portion of self pity and self righteousness.

I had the strong belief in America and the people who ran it . . . false deduction #1.

I had a strong belief that my marriage was ordained by God and my ex and I were solidly behind one another . . . false deduction #2.

I believed that I was a tough guy who could handle anything . . . false deduction #3.

I wanted to kill myself and make a statement to everybody for taking me for granted. This act would teach them all a good lesson. . . false deduction #4

I wanted to kill myself because I thought I had reached the end of my rope and had nowhere else to turn .  . . wrong deduction #5

One day after a strong psychedelic experience, after a ‘coming to Jesus’ experience, after dropping all that religious stuff and having a ‘coming to Jim’ experience . . . I began to see our lives here on this dimension had never been created for our ease or our prosperity . . . we were here to learn and to experience as much as possible during our short stay upon these shores.

I learned that karma rules the affairs of men and as I give I will receive. No longer looking for love, I began to see how necessary it was to share to the best of my ability the love that I have within myself with others.

I learned that I was responsible for my actions and if I found myself behind the eightball, chances were I had placed myself there. I quit being a victim and worked towards being a warrior . . . not as I did earlier in my life, but in a spiritual sense. Not in over the top religion, but by quietly following the pathway called kindness. Not by making a spectacle of myself in any direction, but by being there for anyone who crossed my path. (regardless of race, color or creed).

Today as an old man I see nothing but chaos surrounding me in every direction and I seldom leave the confines of my front porch . . . but if anybody comes by I will sit and talk with them, give them a beer or a cup coffee and listen to their complaints without judgement or preachy direction. . . and that old lady who just smacked me in the ass with her grocery cart? I will spin around and give her a smile (though a bit disingenuous)

Today life is great and suicide is far from my mind because I know this life has never been meant to be a rose garden, . . . it’s a battlefield brother, not a recreation room. It’s a fight and not a game. When I fall down, I’m gonna get up because I didn’t start out to play . . . I think we need to learn that.

 

The Connection

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We often hear someone say, “All things are connected” . . . or “we are all one” . . . or “we are all a part of the one God” . . . or some variation of those three statements, but I wonder how deep we go with it. I wonder how many people actually get it, actually get the depth and breadth of this statement. Does religion get it? I think not. . . . Does science get it? I think not. Do I get it? Not in totality, but I think I, as well as many other freethinkers are mentally free enough, and on the path enough, to get a pretty good idea of the reality behind these statements.

Allow me to explain in metaphor what I see and what I mean when I personally say, “Well, we are all connected you know, everything that exudes energy, even in minute doses, is connected to everything else that exudes energy and all are an integral part of life.”

In the beginning there was Intelligence and there was Energy….that’s all there was.

Beyond that, there lies a huge green door . . . behind the green door lives a Mystery so deep and so hidden that our brains cannot spiritually or physically, fathom it.

Because we cannot fathom it, we either worship it as God . . . or we fearfully ignore it and pretend that science just hasn’t found the key to the door quite yet, but it will . . . and off we go in theoretical physics trying to prove the existence of the God particle.

Well, my guess is we won’t, not ever, not even on the fourth, fifth and sixth dimensions will we ever discover it. The answer to the Mystery behind the green door will always remain one step ahead of us until that time in our far off future when we evolve to the point where we CAN reunite with the Mystery that lies behind that green door. Then, like MLK said, (though he was a bit early in saying it, it still rings true), “Free at last, free at last, thank God almighty I’m free at last!”  

One day while traveling the Great Void Intelligence happened upon Energy.

Being enamored with Her shimmering beauty He knew He must have Her . . .

He proposed………

She accepted……

Instantly the great marriage experience (later to be called the Big Bang) ensued.

When Intelligence and Energy became One their orgasm flung the seeds of Creativity throughout the Great Void.

The physical universe was formed, Stars, Solar systems, and the smaller planets appeared.

The Earth, being a favored child of the Two, was scattered with the seeds of a million creations, each one having the ability to reproduce and change evolutionary direction as seemed fitting to insure its survivability in the highly competitive environment.

Intelligence and Energy, thrilled with what they had accomplished, chose to remain the Mystery by giving their Manchild physical dominion over their newly formed creation.

Man, in order to understand creation, could only find understanding within their spiritual selves or within the mysteries of creation, otherwise he worshiped idols and doctrines of his own making and moved out of sync with the entire universe. As he quickly succumbed to negative influences, the law of Duality became the order of the day and he found himself lost and alone in a creation of his own making.

 

Every time we shun the laws of balance and chase profit by destroying an entire mountain top for its coal deposits, or pollute river, or land, or skies, or bomb and mutilate each other in the name of religion, or business, or anything else . . . it is a direct confrontation with the Mystery behind the green door and automatically we go deeper in debt to the Law of Karma.

So when we beg for help . . . the Mystery will not hear, when we bow in worship and perform religious rites . . . the Mystery will not see . . .

When we do our designated task and work as caretakers over the physical universe . . . the Mystery does hear . . . when we show empathy to everyone we come in contact with . . . the Mystery does see . . . and because of his actions the Mystery rewards that faithful servant with the spiritual strength to overcome the law of duality and partake of all the joys allotted to them. Their Heaven will be established, their Hell will be destroyed and they will become emissary to the unknown Mystery behind the green door.

Every time men choose profit over planet we are in direct opposition to the owner of this planet. . . . every time we choose planet over profit we are in favor with the owner of this planet.

In one we are creating our Hell . . . in the other our Heaven. . . . NOW, right  now.

When we die we move on into another dimension for sure, but if you think you are going to take part in destroying this planet and then get rewarded with a perfect new one just because someone told you you would . . . guess what.

 

 

 

Insects

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When I was a kid I liked insects, after I came back from Asia I hated them. I don’t think I had one meal in all those months where I could sit back and relax because of the constant battle to keep flies from carrying off my food. I don’t think I had one night in the bush without getting half eaten alive by mosquitoes.

That was the way I felt until yesterday. After watching that video about the world wide insect populations sharp decline I felt differently, and a little fearful for all of us. That’s when the light went on in my head and I began to realize where this was all heading. That light, now, upon further research, has only gotten brighter and my conclusion to all this is scarier than those bug filled nights in the jungle.

I realized that at least part of my current fight wasn’t with the ineptness of government, or the greed based corporate system. . . . These things couldn’t compare to the mountains of trouble I saw in that video.

One thing I noticed for certain is that we are in deep trouble whether we have caused all this environmental degradation or not. I am seeing right now, first hand, a large disappearance of insects, birds and mammals taking place on my property. Regardless of the reasons, we are about to face in this country, a multi-species die off on a broad and frightening scale, and soon hunger will become the order of the day.

When it comes to the insects that were always a pain to me, this year a large percentage of them were MIA. The carpenter bees that came by the hundreds . . . this year came by the tens.

At night in summer zillions of flying insects swarmed around the porch lights until I had to start turning them off. Bats, who are also AWOL loved it though because it was a smorgasbord out there for them.

I saw none of my favorite night flyers either. The large mint green Luna moths were also AWOL.

Man, as I sit here and think about this, I can visualize all sorts of bugs and worms I don’t see anymore. . . . and in spite of my aversion to creepy crawlers, I want them to come back. I want to continue seeing my world as a place of peace and safety instead of this barren hell I’m beginning to visualize.

So, what’s the deal? Has the ozone layer shrunk enough to allow the incoming UV light to intensify until it is now killing off or sterilizing the insects and birds and frogs and wood creatures of all sorts all the way up to deer? I hope not, but I think so.

Poison is being spread around here for the Ash borer disease, Monsanto crops ( that are deadly to ALL life!), and God knows what else, but to lose, quite quickly, at least 75% of everything all at once is frightening and discouraging . . . WTF ARE THOSE IDIOT MFERS! behind the spray nozzles up to?   

Well it’s hard to say for certain, but I believe MOST of them are sane conscientious people who believe they are doing the right thing. They’ve attended a seminar or two from Monsanto, they’ve witnessed first hand the destruction of insects who love to chow down on their crops and they are all for chemically spraying everything they grow . . . it makes sense . . . it makes money . . . what could be wrong with any of that?

Well, the ONE glaring problem that I see is that the people who have the power to do these things are looking FIRST for profit and second for planet . . . “well, we can make big bucks here and the collateral damage won’t be so bad that we can’t cover up the evidence from the occasional accident” . . . well guess what? The collateral damage IS so bad!  The corporation needs to put PLANET first before profit.

The SECOND glaring problem I see is that in this country, and probably the entire Western side of civilization, we have been taught from birth to compartmentalize our research systems as well as our belief systems.

“What are you talking about?” you ask. Here let me show you . . . let’s start at the top with religion.

We are mostly Christian in this country, but the same applies to all the main religions, so:

To try to understand the mystery of life, and creativity, and spirituality, we have had to compartmentalize God, Jesus, the bible, the apostles, heaven, hell, the various denominations, parishioners and priests. All the way down the line we’ve had to separate and breakdown every part of the mystery in order to understand it. We’ve done it through doctrine, biblical interpretation, pastoral and church law, etc.

Instead of a free flowing, all inclusive celebration concerning the mystery of life, we have created a corporation that moves in the same track of racial bigotry that the non whites in this country receive every day. The only difference this time is that being black is fine, but being Buddhist or Catholic or Baptist, or anything you aren’t is not fine and unless you repent and join “our” church you are in deep hellish shit.

“Are you saying the Christian Church is racist?” HOW DARE YOU! “

Yes I am and here’s why . . . the definition of racism:

Racism: the belief that all members of each (RACE) possess characteristics or abilities specific to that (RACE), especially so as to distinguish it as inferior or superior to another (RACE) or (RACES).

Religion: the belief that all members of each (RELIGION/CHURCH/DENOMINATION) possess characteristics or abilities specific to that (RELIGION), especially so as to distinguish it as inferior or superior to another (DENOMINATION) or (RELIGION).

What makes Christianity fall into the racist category is the fact that by compartmentalizing it in search of truth we have instead broken apart the free flowing, all inclusive reality concerning the mystery of life, set ourselves up as standard bearers of the truth, and sat ourselves at the right hand of our imaginary God.

We worship OUR God while pissing on the beliefs of all the others.

When and if we ever drop exclusivity of race as well as exclusivity of religion we will be in line for a huge jump in human evolution. Now I know that went over every true believers head instantly and they probably didn’t read it for fear of maybe believing it, and going to hell for doing so . . . so let’s talk about something else . . . medicine.

Western medicine is great for some things, I’d be dead had I not had a heart bypass a few years back or going blind had I not had the cataracts removed from my eyes. Instead I am 75 years old and as good to go as I always was (though a bit slower) I still build things, work out, etc. and I give all the credit to my genes and modern medicine. I only maintain proper weight and try to eat right (sometimes) and those guys do the rest.

We made one huge mistake though when we were developing the healthcare system we now use, we compartmentalized. When we did that, all Eastern inspired holistic healthcare went out the door in favor of  the modern western approach.

The whole body approach that had been used for thousands of years was replaced by the new approach of attacking disease at its source and either extricating the offending part or fixing it with super heavy pharmaceutical drugs.  

This approach works fairly well as long as it’s not dealing with something that is not localized like fibromyalgia, or chronic pain, or viral infection. When faced with any of these it becomes impotent rather quickly.

Here is a pretty good analogy I discovered on the web by a Dr. Emill Kim. He’s using a fisherman as the Eastern approach . . . a fishmonger as the Western approach.

A fisherman spends his days in the ocean understanding the currents, the temperature of the water, and the restlessness of the waves. Over a lifetime, he learns the habits, preferences, idiosyncrasies of his catch. He already knows if it swims alone or in a school; acts as predator or prey; migrates with the changing seasons or stays in local waters. The fisherman and fish have a living, dynamic relationship because they share the same home. Like family, what affects the fish will affect the fisherman.

The fishmonger, on the other hand, lives in an environment far removed from the coastal depths or briny shores. His work place is one of sterility and smelling of chemical disinfectant. He wears a white smock often bearing a sharp knife. His understanding of fish anatomy is quite detailed and he can deconstruct one readily. The fish who arrive in his clutches are already dead or dying so he has little or no interest in how they swim, play, or interact. He’s likely never seen one vibrantly alive. (end of quote)

I am a fan of the East for their holistic approach to medicine, but reserve the West for emergency work needing invasive surgery, etc.

Thing is, medicine works best when both disciplines are used together in a non-compartmentalized way. That would be the way I feel our government should be working towards balance in the profit/planet question.

Can we find a way to destroy insects like the ash borer? Of course we can, there are already ways, but it takes study, and intelligence, and time to come up with a viable individually focused solution.

America has NO time worked into anything. We live in a “I want it . . . and I want it now!” society . . . so instead of finding a natural predator that could do the job for us and not make a mess of it, we grab the poison canister, put it in a plane and drop the shit out the door until it ends up all over everything in the area, after the poison falls to the earth it begins at the bottom of the food chain infiltrating itself into the earth worms, ground crawlers, etc. . . . finds its way into a stream . . . then a creek . . . then a river . . . then a lake and ultimately ends up on your dinner table lodged in the flesh of that clean, fresh smelling trout you just caught this morning.  

After years of absorbing these various and sundry poisons you end up in a hospital dying of cancer crying out to the god of heaven . . . “Why Me??” Really? Are we actually that stupid? I think so and I find that thought as scary as anything I have experienced in the last 75 years of living on this planet. We ARE that stupid. (end part 1)