Tuesday, October 31, 2023

Music History is Human History

I got a book about the history of Christian music.  I was thinking, wouldn't it be nice to hear what sounds our ancestors thought were beautiful and divine.  


It turns out that human history is one of telling each other what music NOT to listen to.  At one point, it was unspiritual to use stringed instruments and later it was wind instruments.  A reformer called the organ, the devil's bagpipe.  This study was disappointing, but not exactly surprising.  


I suppose it is all for the good that we have only inherited the lyrics of ancient songs.  If we could hear the melodies, harmonies and rhythms, we would be frozen into only using those "divine" forms.


Sing a new song unto the Lord.  But not like that.  

 

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Monday, July 31, 2023

Experience Primal Joy

 

Underwater Wild by Craig Foster and Ross Frylinck, 2021, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, Boston, New York. 

 

This beautiful book of under sea pictures illustrates the authors’ observations about life on our planet.  The photographer became still and spent the time to comprehend the minute actions of life and death happening around him. 

The photo caption for one image says, “The jellyfish corralled a small fish and harpooned it.  Then the tentacles retracted and placed the poisoned fish inside the jellyfish’s translucent stomach.  This is extremely advanced behavior for a creature without a centralized brain.  So perhaps a centralized brain is not a prerequisite for advanced behavior?

“But there is another, even more fascinating idea.  Perhaps the brains, or neural networks, of animals (including humans) are actually tuning mechanisms for a larger mind or consciousness that resides outside the physical body?  This possibly would explain the many strange and wondrous experiences reported by humans that don’t seem to be coming from inside their heads.  The seemingly simple box jellyfish was a wonderful reminder to me that our world is so multi-layered and complex, always full of mystery and intrigue.”  [p. 131.]

The author uses his own words to describe something you may have experienced yourself.  Would you use different words for your personal account of living?   

 

I remember in my youth, some authority figures ridiculed the song, Rocky Mountain High.  As if everyone should get a High from what they were peddling instead.  

 

The author here relates their experience of “primal joy” in nature.  He says, “I’ve noticed that the cold water, together with the giant three-dimensional floating underwater forest, can bring on a very strong response.  The brain is flooded with natural feel-good chemicals that also expand consciousness.  This experience can seem strange to the modern psyche which is trapped in the small world molded by the corporate-industrial complex of today….”

“The overriding message that came with these experiences was one of unification.  The sense of belonging to one united entity was very useful in forming strong bonds within the group, and with the animals and plants that supported life.  It made people care about the group and the environment, sometimes before their own individual needs…”

“When we are not given access to these experiences, some people retreat deeper and deeper into their own egos.  This can create intense feelings of loneliness and lead to anxiety and depression.  Primal joy is a very powerful antidote to these modern super-predators of the mind, as it lets us experience our wild-born nature.”  [p. 152-153.]  

When meeting the indigenous people of the San group, they wondered how they lived with joy even during troubling times.  What was the answer?  “…their secret had something to do with the way in which they could drop the feeling of being separate individuals and open up to a wider reality in which they felt connected to their environment.  He described this as an ‘ego death.’” [p. 168.]

 

It is interesting to read and hear other people and their descriptions of inner feelings.  To deny their experience is futile.  You can try to translate it and relate it to your own life events.  Maybe we both are talking about the same thing.  Maybe we agree.

I can say that I have benefited by stilling myself and letting nature happen around me.  It’s beautiful to see, hear, smell and feel the wonderful intricacies of creation.  Praise the Creator. 

Sunday, July 23, 2023

Underwater connections

 

This is a book review of  "Underwater Wild" by Craig Foster and Ross Frylinck. 

  

This artwork will function as a decoration on your coffee table.  The photographs are colorful.  The patterns and designs are mesmerizing. 


What’s different is the voice of the author.  The photo captions tell the facts about nature in the sea, and also share the photo creator’s journey to get the image.  The photographers invested years of time and risked their safety to bring back reports of life under the surface. 


The artists of this picture/word book spent the time to make relationships of understanding with the creatures of the sea.  The artists made connections and invite us to join in. 


Along with the current photographs of sea life, they show ancient human rock paintings.  Our pre-historic family members made pictures of their relationships with creatures around them.  Their pictures are a connection from us to them over centuries and millennia.  I’m eyeing those images, and they eyed the images. Thank you for sharing your pictures with me. 


The book authors visited a museum in South Africa and describe what they saw.  The Linton panel of rock art showed a mirror image of a man of the San people.  The image has been reproduced as part of the national coat of arms. 


“I would later find out that this mirrored figure did not appear in the original art work.  In a misguided attempt to acknowledge and include indigenous people, the government of South Africa had created its own interpretation of the image, and by removing the figure’s erect [word for member*], it had unknowingly erased the San symbol of potent life force and connection to source.


“I was soon distracted by the rest of the panel, which was far more fascinating.  An artist or artists had painted a wonderfully rich and strange collage of human, animal, and mythological forms that seemed to float on the rock in various postures.  Passing through many of these figures were thin red lines with white dots running along them….


“The lines in the panel reminded Craig of a story he had heard from…his !Xo guides.  They had spoken of ‘ropes of God’ and explained that some of their shamans could see these lines of light weaving through the landscape during high-level tracking. The San believed that if a connection was made with an animal, a thread of love was formed between the human and the animal, even during a hunt.  If the connection were deepened, the threads would in time be woven into ropes, which connected them to “God.”  Perhaps this is what the painted lines represented?


“I immediately understood what Craig was getting at, thanks to my moments with the super klipvis and the sea bream.  I had felt that love and expansion, which was almost impossible to express in words.  I knew then that, just for a moment, I had touched on an ancient human condition that was still latent in me.”   [p. 168-169.]

 

Reading this book, I feel a connection with the author connecting with sea life.  It’s not a line I could draw.  It’s a connection faintly resembling what he experienced, but can it be the beginning of a woven rope?

                       

 

*OK, I realized I am doing the same thing by erasing the word from my blog.  Forgive me but it’s not what I want the search engines to bring.

Tuesday, February 28, 2023

Web Warrior Wishes

There's something for everyone, even for the WEB stalkers

--for those who devise words of deceit against those who are quiet in the land--

Psalm 35

"Plead my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me:  fight against them that fight against me.

"Let them be confounded and put to shame who seek after my soul:  let them be turned back and brought to confusion that devise my hurt.

"For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.

"Let destruction come upon him at unawares; and let his net that he hath hid catch himself:  into that very destruction let him fall.

"And my soul shall be joyful in the Lord:  It shall rejoice in his salvation.

"Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me:  neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.

"For they speak not peace:  but they devise deceitful matters against them that are quiet in the land.

"Yea, they opened their mouth wide against me, and said, Aha, aha, our eye hath seen it.

"This thou hast seen, O Lord:  keep not silence:  O Lord, be not far from me.

"And my tongue shall speak of thy righteousness and of thy praise all the day long."


Tuesday, January 24, 2023

Potluck Success by Bachelor Cook, ch. 1

Dear bachelor, if you attend a church, you will no doubt be invited to participate in a Potluck get-together at some point.  The hospitality squad will circulate a sheet asking everyone to do their part.  You’ll be lucky if you can grab the spot for napkins or drinks.  Dinner rolls and chips are also within your purview.  Please avoid signing up for real food.  But if you do, here are some tips. 

 

Potluck Success

By Bachelor Cook

 

Do not compete.  You have no chance of winning. 

 

Remember, you haven’t got experience of pleasing a spouse and children in one meal.  You don’t know the tricks and traps.  

 

There are two kinds of people in the world:  Some mix any and all ingredients together, and some don’t let the potatoes touch the green beans on their plate.  Both of these people are judging your recipe today. 

 

Colorful?  Fancy?  Don’t do it. 

 

Stick to one or two colors at the most in your dish.  A potluck presentation is not improved by specks of celery, pepper or pimento. On the contrary, this diminishes potluck value. 

 

Buy the standard, cheap, original flavor.  The expensive special edition will not be appreciated.  Seasonal pumpkin spice is a potluck disaster.  Think Ranch. 

 

You lose potluck points for “gourmet” or “delicacy.” 

 

This is no time for experiments. 

 

Try to sneak your dish into the middle before they have a chance to announce that it’s yours. 

 

Don’t be fooled.  No matter how many people are expected to attend, your offering is not necessary to feed the crowd.

 

They are not depending on your quantity of food for this event.  Your contribution is a token that you’re so cute to try and cook. 

 

Make your own favorite dish.  No one will eat it, and you can take it home to enjoy by yourself. 

 

Tomorrow you’ll realize that one conversation was actually trying to hint at the mis-steps in your recipe without hurting your feelings. 

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Potluck Success by Bachelor Cook, ch. 2

 

A potluck is a chance to put yourself on stage to be judged on these categories:

  • Cooking skill
  • Serving container age and value
  • Ability to locate and select ingredients
  • Wealth to feed a family
  • Generosity and frugality
  • Kitchen appliances and gadgets
  • Home cleanliness
  • Personal health and hygiene
  • Knowledge of essential oils, celebrity chefs and everyone’s allergies. 
  • Character and reputation in the community.  Remember, no one ever said, I know he’s a sinner, but his food is delicious. 

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Potluck Success by Bachelor Cook, ch. 3

 After the Potluck, you have several options:

  • Remove your empty bowl.  (Best option) or…
  • Take your own leftovers home. 
  • Accept leftovers from an admirer or a sympathetic party.
  • Give your leftovers to the needy person. 
  • Leave your leftovers for the host to throw in the garbage. 
Best wishes to you in your culinary and cultural expeditions!  

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Saturday, February 20, 2021

Movie: Kurosawa Ran

During pandemic times, I spent my stimulus money on a 20 DVD set of Kurosawa movies.  Akira Kurosawa is a Japanese director and a master.  His movies inspired Star Wars and spaghetti westerns with Clint Eastwood.  Even if you dislike reading subtitles, it's worth taking a look. 


His movie Rashomon was used to name the Rashomon Effect, which is about the subjectivity of perception on recollection.  People may remember the same event very differently.  


Several of his movies draw on Shakespeare's plays.  Throne of Blood is like Macbeth set in ancient Japan.  


Ran (Chaos) is a movie combining Japanese history with the play King Lear.  The legend of Mōri Motonari tell that he showed his three sons that three arrows bound together cannot be broken as easily as one arrow alone. He was a feudal lord in 16th century Japan.  


The warlord in Ran divides his kingdom among his sons, but like King Lear with his daughters, he takes offense with one, who is then banished.  This movie is incredible in the portrayal of a strong leader in decline.   As you know, King Lear is a tragedy, and so is this film.  


The disgraced leader retains his loyal jester.  A jester is not part of Japanese culture, but in this movie he gets all the best lines.  "Some people can get along fine without God, but everyone seems to need a devil."


As I'm writing this, it seems familiar.  I wonder if I wrote about Ran before. One of the benefits of losing your memory with age, is that you can re-watch great movies over and over...for the first time.  


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Sunday, October 04, 2020

Video: Running on the Roof

I'm not a model, but I'd like to run on the roof. Stand on architecture. Like this cool video for YSL clothes.  


"NO MATTER HOW LONG THE NIGHT IS" 

 SAINT LAURENT - MEN'S SPRING SUMMER 2021 by ANTHONY VACCARELLO 

 "...a constant attraction redefies gravity." 

 DIRECTED by NATHALIE CANGUILHEM 
SOUNDTRACK by SEBASTIAN 

 Seems like the star is still rising for Parkour, an activity that goes back to 1988 France. These scenes show roof running in Paris, New York and Beijing, the old world, the new world, and the "hey, I'm an old world, too." 

 This is attractive for night owls, perched above, eyeing the sleeping city. Just us.