Blogs of note

I've been galloping off in all directions lately in sheer yelping delight at the variety of human experience and expression. The other day, while getting onto this site so I can do this blogging experiment, I ventured into Bloggers "Blogs of Note" section, which provided me with a huge field in which to gallop and yelp. It seems like everybody's writing about everything.
With a view toward being more focussed, I will mention one blog which is most prominent on my mind today.
In this particular page, our blogger experiments with advice from a book on how to write. The author suggests "sitting in front of the computer for hours even if I have no ideas."He then "document(s) the experience."
I think this is an interesting idea. I have done it in various forms; sitting in front of a blank notebook with pen in hand, sitting in front of a typewriter, a tape recorder, a video camera. All these have been fruitful. But I will definitely do the same thing sitting in front of this memex and take note of what goes on during a specified time. But not right now. I am going to do some other stuff now, and iwill be back.

Kingdom

"The world is so full of a number of things
I'm certain we all should be happy as kings!"

When I was a child I had a copy of Robert Louis Stevenson's "A Child's Garden of Verses"
I just loved these poems and I am certain they colored my world view more deeply than I can fathom. I also spent a lot of time alone in a blissful state where everything was magical, as I remember my early years. So it's easy for me to slip right back into that state of being. It's my "default", as it were.
(Which I suppose can be interpreted as vapid, vacuous trivial, inane, clueless, etc. I don't care).
And as I get older and spend more time alone, I find myself spending more and more time there.
This "Memex"on the desk in front of me makes it easy to view more and more delightful vistas. Ir seems to me that the delightful and marvelous is on the rise whereas the nightmare is passe. Actually, even the nightmarish phenomena are being elevated to pleasureable experiences.
Quoting from one of my current favorite books, "Pronoia is the Antidote to Paranoia" by astrologer Rob Bresny:
"At a concert in California, devotional singer, Krishna Das told the story of escorting his revered teachers, a frail old Indian couple, to an acupuncturist in New York. They had to walk through a neighborhood dominated by strip clubs, prostitutes, and drug dealers. Every few feet a new salesperson approached with an offer of crack, weed, crank, or sexual adventures.
Krishna Das worried about subjecting his beloved guides to such a degrading experience, but they were unfazed. "This is heaven," said the woman. When a surprised Krishna Das asked what she meant she replied, "Heaven is any place where one's needs can be met."
That's my idea of it, too.
When I was a teenager I took every opportunity I could to go into this garden of every possible delight that is the Big Apple and avail myself of such experiences as cannot be spoken of in this day of apparent fear and repression.
I had no fear and came to no harm. I just enjoyed it all.
But the world huge and there are endless delights to be enjoyed in the realms of food,music or whathaveyou.
I not really making any kind of point here, but I just think it's delightful all around!

Dreaming Peace

Greetings, friends. It has been a while since I saw any of you , but my good wishes go out to you.
At this time in my life my energy is intensely inward and involved in the beauty and perfection of my inner world. On that level I feel engaged with the energies of others who also feel the pull of the Golden Land. By disengaging in the illusion of fear, competition and violence, we remove energy from these patterns. We concentrate our energies in holding the perfect dream of peace.
This morning I found a website, surrealist.org, that says it all very well.
To quote another Dreamer, "I hope someday you'll join us and the world can live as one."

One eye open

It seems the Twenty-first Century is tapping on my window asking me to come out and play. Playing looks more and more attractive every day.
"All this world is but a play; be thou the joyful player." ("Maya" by the Incredible String Band)
There are more wonderful and interesting things in this world. And it just keeps getting better and better. And so far, without me ever leaving home.
But...first of all I have to get used to doing things here on this machine and welcoming more artful aids to broaden the scope of my life. I have been deep inside myself, which is utterly lovely, but it seems like the outside world has infinite marvels to offer, as well.
Even with what I consider to be my limited acquaintance with computer stuff, I have a real good vision of how our world is poised on a breathtaking transformation through these technologies.
The answer is YES I will come out and play!