The Art of Dreaming

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The Art of Dreaming

I never remember my dreams. 

I don’t daydream very often.

I can’t tell if it’s related,

But it might have something to do with living in the future.

The future is much like the present. 

The only difference is the rate of dream growth.

By living in the future, I’m blessed to see so many dreams of friends and family come to maturity

Dreams grow about as fast as trees,

Some faster than others

Like a tree, a dream must live in its appropriate environment,

Depending on the dream, it must be pruned, or fertilized,

Some can go neglected for years, and come to fruition all on their own. 

The art of the impossible

            Vaclav havel--  the poet/ playwrite / cum- former president of Czechoslovakia

Be reasonable, demand the impossible

            The anonymous student-worker protests of Paris’ 1968

To fruit, you must plant your dreams, in firm air, love, sand, water, clouds, dirt, words,

Trees perform the impossible, and many are still stronger in strength per lb than steel.

My first Saturn was the gathering of seeds, dreams, and books,

My second Saturn will be of sowing & engineering,

(Saturn is a 27 year cycle of challenges)

just a test

Potentials and ...

Cities.

Austin, sucking you in like a mirror pool. Young blood & sharp minds cutting teeth in springs pulling birds south and food north.

New Orleans' neptunian spines crucify timidity. You're tickled, loved and unjudged. You open like a flower and soon don't notice the bees.

Springs and buffalo. Live oaks, cypresses and juniper. You enter, the moss - before you know the womb has become unbearable and barren. Maybe scorpionic after all.

Star Struck

Or more specifically, etherically struck.

It always happens in the cheese aisle. (neighbors weddings... you know everything)

Connecting the Biodynamic dots, a little process of understanding comes out of what could seem like a bouncing of dots between assholes-- but there was a more energetic understanding behind it all.

Now I'm trying to figure out what the best advantages are telling me. For some reason, it seems obviously apparent that I apply for Grad School, but not that I take it up and actually go--- Something is telling me that along the way to that GradSchool path will be multitudes... perverse and fascinating.

Its unbelievable how many dots this cat i met last night connected..

Super ironically (well actually, serendipitously) considering i had just come from my new membership at Southaustin Gym.

www.solarbikery.com Mark
hmmm.

must eat.. will continue.

Descent Apple Core

It still is the case that my essence is clouds and clouds away from daily existence,

The cloud carpet that my soul inhabits take quite a bit of time to exercise itself... often times the plants can help bring it out,, but even hours after leaving people's presence, the unique mixtures of egos and egos and egos... ideas and presumptions... keeps the cloud that holds my heart and soul a long way away from my mind and body (and actual enactment)...

Ego, hormones, stress...

Presumptions and false shames---

Presenthood--- is an odd place when it is a language not understood by ones kin and tribe.

But the tribe is ever expanding, and presenthood is always there. haven't yet found that medititation--- and often mix it up with coffee/// seratonin highs... but ce la vie.

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Traveling....
how guided can I be by feeling.
The feeling one gets from a place.

And then.. from the other folks in that space. The electricity of this coffee shop dizzies me--- unsettling-- unfocusing..

Where-as -- last night-- the great relaxation from encountering the great hemlock trees i would sleep beneath. -- yet, after a short walk, i sped out of there this morning to check the Market --

I am one who searches out always new-- new things. new spaces to meet -- and to sleep.

how is it i can want to build. Build? How does a nomad construct a worthy architecture?

hmmm.

focus... on-- flux of energy-- change of seasons--- running water. plants experiences difference and metamorphosis. Close to nomadism? --- bringing in folks to live with and exchange with for different sets of time. hmmm. and children i suppose.. who are continents into themselves.



When is music (as good as) a forest.




When you're in a GM cornfield/ ? (suburban). sub.

Robber barons....

http://www.marketwatch.com/story/public-enemies-run-not-rob-our-banks?pagenumber=2

....Do this and "we will see an economic life closer to our biological environment: smaller companies, richer ecology, no leverage -- a world in which entrepreneurs, not bankers, take the risks and companies are born and die every day without making the news. In other words, a place more resistant to black swans."....

Wow... even in marketwatch.com stock market site. Nicely said. :-) Capitalist, but with spirit. mm.