Tag Archives: United States

THE TWELVES

18 Jan

The Twelves are back with a new mixtape — including some of their new official remixes for Zeigeist and The Virgins. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve headed over to The Twelves’ MySpace to listen to their remix of “Humanitarianism.” Like at least a million. The mix also includes some of their home brews for Radiohead, Lykke Li and Fleet Foxes. Based on their previous Thirty Minutes of the Twelves mixtape, we can assume without listening that this one is nop totch. Yep, it is:

The 12s Episode II mixtape

Tracklisting

1 – Zeigeist – Humanitarianism (The Twelves Replay)
2 – Radiohead – Reckoner (The Twelves Replay)
3 – Mirwais – Naive Song
4 – Of Montreal – Gronlandic Edit
5 – David E. Sugar – To Yourself
6 – The Virgins – Rich Girls (The Twelves Replay)
7 – Daft Punk – Voyager
8 – Jupiter – CHIP
9 – Fleet Foxes – White Winter Hymnal (The Twelves Replay)
10 – Metronomy – Heartbreaker
11 – The Twelves – Works for Me (The Twelves Replay)
12 – Lykke Li – Dance Dance Dance (The Twelves Replay)

The Twelves

President Obama at USC

8 Dec

President Obama visited the University of Southern California on his tour of colleges. His entourage included but was not limited to: Barbra Boxer (D-California), Jamie Fox and a rock band ensemble.

As a USC student, I was able to make my way through the crowd and attain a prime patch of grass for viewing the rock concert–I mean, president’s speech. I voted for Obama, and I still support Obama today; however, I was extremely disappointed to see the attention of so many people be squandered with bread and circus entertainment before Obama spoke, and the further squandered of any opportunity to educate the voters with non-partisan information to prepare us to vote is a just system.

The following picture I was able to salvage from my camera phone:

What Did I learn at Home/School Today?

14 Nov

A few definitions, some new ideas and angles to reshape my perspective on old idea, that’s part of what I learned at school today.

Definitions and New Words:

ob·fus·cate

http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/d/g/speaker.swf [ob-fuh-skeyt, ob-fuhs-keyt]

verb (used with object), -cat·ed, -cat·ing.

1. to confuse, bewilder, or stupefy.
2. to make obscure or unclear: to obfuscate a problem with extraneous information.
3. to darken.
–verb (used with object), -mized, -miz·ing.

to make more active, productive, or the like; energize: an attempt to dynamize the local economy.

pol·y·se·my

http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/d/g/speaker.swf [pol-ee-see-mee, puh-lis-uh-mee]

–noun

diversity of meanings.
From Preface to the First Edition of Games For Actors and Non-Actors by Boal, founder of the Theatre of the Oppressed.
“Theatre can also be the repetitive acts of our everyday lives. We perform the play of breakfast, the scene of going to work, the act of working, the epilogue of supper, the epic of Sunday lunch with the family, etc– like actors in a long run of a successful show, we repeat the same lines to the same partners, executing the same movement, at the same times, thousands of times over. Life can become a series of mechanisations, as rigid and as lifeless and the movements of a machine. This type of theatre, encrusted in our lives, we may designate ‘profane ritual(s).’

Phrases like ‘over-dramatizing’, ‘making a scene’, ‘playing it up’, are used to describe situations where people are manipulating or exaggerating or distorting the truth. In this context, theatre and lies are synonymous.

But in its most essential sense, theatre is the capacity possessed by human being-and not by animals- to observe themselves in action. Humans are capable of seeing themselves in the act of seeing, of thinking their emotions, of being moved by their thoughts. They can see themselves here and imagine themselves there; they can see themselves today and imagine themselves tomorrow….

 

Centrality of Compassion in Human Life and Society

9 Nov

Centrality of Compassion in Human Life and Society

The Dalai Lama recently visited Stanford University and spoke on the centrality of compassion for the future of human society. In this talk he addresses the importance of educating all people about practicing compassion and using the mind to understand the views of others. He talks about his interest in science and how neuroscience is connecting with religion on the importance of mind in relation to holistic health. The Dalai Lama feels that cultivating compassion in the mind should no longer be confined to religion, but needs to be taught in the secular arena and backed up with scientific research. At the end of the talk he answers a number of questions from the audience.

Dream Journal Free Write

25 Oct

Wide-eyed and surprised, I must have cried a well within the context of my dream because…(auto-draft didn’t save and internet connection lost so the middle chunk of my stream of consciousness dream is lost and I must go to math. Only the ending survived, thus–)…

One of my mother’s sisters asked her what was wrong. I looked at my mom. On the outside she was a jack-o-lantern She opened up a latch on her chest/body I had never noticed and inside she was a Mango. A mango! Her insides were carved out and the gunk was seedless and looked like the inside of a well-gutted pumpkin, except the lining was mango. She had a birdcage for a ribcage. There was no heart inside. My mother had no heart.

My friend Sarah told me she had her colors read with her mom a few days ago. She was a mango.

A strange arrangement, indeed.

Man is Time, Woman is Space

24 Oct

So we coil and twist and survive the test of time with adaptation, stories and a thread connecting and interweaving every tense and sense that possibilities provided existence.
Graphics I made at library after a defeat with trying to print Maus for under 13 $. It remains un-printed. one day…

This slideshow requires JavaScript.


T.S. ELIOT “THE HOLLOW MEN”

18 Oct

The Hollow Men, T.S. Eliot, 1925

Mistah Kurtz- he dead.

The Hollow Men

A penny for the Old Guy

I
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when 5
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass 10
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us – if at all – not as lost 15
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.
II
Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom 20
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are 25
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.
Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom 30
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves 35
No nearer –
Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom
III
This is the dead land
This is cactus land 40
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.
Is it like this 45
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss 50
Form prayers to broken stone.
IV
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley 55
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river 60
Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom 65
The hope only
Of empty men.
V
Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear


Here we go round the prickly pear 70
At five o’clock in the morning.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act 75
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion 80
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
Between the desire
And the spasm 85
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow 90
For Thine is the Kingdom
For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the
This is the way the world ends 95
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world end

Not with a bang but a whimper.

River Rise [India.Arie]

13 Oct

BeMused by Design

River Rise by India Arie [Testimony Vol.2: Love & Politics]

There was always
A power I could feel
It was guidance to tell me the way to go
But nowadays I feel like can’t hear that voice
I’ve been flying blind
I need you to come and be my eyes. (be my eyes)
River Rise
Carry me back home
(I cannot remember the way)
River rise
Carry me back home
(I surrender today)
I was always
A charmed flower child
I would sit for hours
And listen to the sky
But nowadays I feel like I don’t have that choice
I’ve been looking down in desperation
I need you to be my inspiration yeah
(My inspiration)
River rise
Carry me back home
(I cannot remember the way)
River rise
Carry me back home
(I surrender today)
I bow down
And I humble myself
I can’t do this
Lord I need your help
All the material things
They feel like chains
If you’re not here beside me
You’re the reason I see
(Help me to remember the way)
I surrender
Help me to remember
Only you can show me
(Only you can show me the way)
I surrender
(I surrender today)
You are the only way
Lord, I need you.

Make Say Do Think [free write]

15 Sep

Consequence exists because of Time. Time without consequence is a vapid, material based reality, but it is only that–a reality, unsubstantiated by roots in the stuff of real substance. However, although consequences exist only within the context of time like two arrows spinning around the face of a clock, the quality of consequences unbind time’s parameters and supersede the tensed system entirely.

The quality and function of consequence, thus, is paradoxical. Time twists two arrows of consequence into a cross stitch, splitting the purest form of the concept like a prism to white light. We live within the realm of time, and encounter the shattered glass reflections of broken consequences, carrying on and on and on from the moment mind moved matter and made motion with intention. Intentions matter. Intentions are the fundamental magnets of moralities compass rose. Intentions are the basis of the American judicial system. Why? Because the consequences on one true intention are forever. Stretching out simultaneously into the future and the past, consequences carry on through in all directions, in all tenses, defeating a moment and the notion of time’s passage. Once motioned into this world, consequences travel time like musical notes dancing on a rubber acordian.

Mucalinda

13 Sep

The earliest memory of a dream I have perplexes me. A serpent that was greater than its body arose from the depths of a well while I was locked inside of a room alone and wrapped itself around me about to swallow me whole. Could it be: mucalinda?

Mucalinda

A tree near the Ajapālanigrodha in Uruvelā. The Buddha spent there the third week after the Enlightenment. There was a great shower of rain, and the Nāga king, Mucalinda, of the tree, sheltered the Buddha by winding his coils seven times round the Buddha’s body and holding his hood over the Buddha’s head (Vin.i.3; J.i.80; BuA.8, 241; Ud.ii.1; Mtn.iii.300, 302; DhSA.35). The Udāna Commentary (100f.; see also MA.i.385) adds that the space provided by the Nāga’s coils was as large as the floor space of the Lohapāsāda and that the Nāga king lived in a pond near the tree.

Ten Day Reflection

12 Sep

BeMused By Design © Showcase Gallery 2010

%d bloggers like this: