Trust can be such a beautiful thing, and today I realized why I admire a certain person so much, part of the reason my heart gravitates toward him and feels comfortable there, feels peace there. I saw for the first time something I had looked at before, but not really realized. I saw the trust he had in himself with swift brush strokes, riddling marks of his pen, thus revealing the beauty that trust in oneself reveals.  I saw how that trust for himself very much reflected the trust he has in the people around him. I saw with a new penetrating vision, the wholeness of something much more than body and personality, but a good glimpse at their true nature.

Thank you for being who you are.

Really nothing to do tonight

…but here’s a list of albums i need to get a hold of!

Don Cabarello- American Don, Blotted Science - Machinations of Dementia, Pig Destroyer - Phantom Limb, Magma - 1.001 Degrees Centigrade, Cryptomnesia - El Groupo Nuevo de Omar Rodriguez Lopez.

I have a future in mind, not a specific one, not one I hold to be perfect- no situation can be perfect, but one can perfectly adapt to a harmonious situation to a good extent, I think.

In this dream, a large house holds a good number of people, some people call them and the way they function “intentional living” or “communes.” I picture all of us sharing and exchanging in a holistic fashion, a deeply entwined web of reliance on one another. Fulfilling each others spiritual, nourishment, aesthetic, social and mystic needs.

Those in touch with the vibrations that excite, explore, entice and fulfill communicate freely, a joyful noise heard any time of the day. Learning and expanding understanding and health of mind body and spirit would overflow for any passerby to pick up on.

I could go into greater detail of just how this could all work, but for now I’m going to post some links to other people who are now or had in the past done this similar thing.

http://www.southern.com/southern/band/CRASS/dialhouse.html The Dial House is in Essex, England and really became an intentional living community when the members of punk-rock band Crass took residence. Today they have a large focus on permaculture (the way of the future!) and clearing their debt from buying the house to not let it in the grasps of a impending corporation.

A lot of places out there seem to me to be overly trendy in eco-green-hippy-ism. I don’t believe this should be the focus- surely sustainability on a piece of land is important, so composing (including a dry toilet, which significantly cuts down on water and the bills that come with it- which i believe is a big deal, to be part of the solution to the world’s inevitable water crisis) is a must, and as much independence on electricity would be great to also cut bills and fossil-fuel consumption. Composting keeps the land fertile for decades to come, as fresh plant matter is essential to peak health and longevity (physical, mental and spiritual as you see and are involved in the entire life cycle of your food). Recycled materials should always be used when it’s safe to, to put in all the necessary time and energy into a new mass produced product is pointless when a recycled item fits your needs and you can use that time you would have thrown away to expand and and share with others. So, maybe the big green trend is just so scary because of how consumerism has adapted to the peoples slight general interest in not wanting to doom our children, grand children and all other beings we share this planet with.

It’s pretty hard to find some communities I can really get behind out there on the web, but the search goes on, and my head keeps dreaming.

EDIT: here’s a quote I just stumbled upon that seems relevant to my post= “We are going to inherit the earth . There is not the slightest doubt about that. The bourgeoisie may blast and burn its own world before it finally leaves the stage of history. We are not afraid of ruins. We who ploughed the prairies and built the cities can build again, only better next time. We carry a new world, here in our hearts. That world is growing this minute.” - Buenaventura Durruti, Spanish anarchist.

This attached audio is something I recorded the other day. It features my classical guitar, some brass bells that I inherited from my great grandmother’s passing, and my own voice. It is an unfinished piece, clocking in at only 1:30, but I’ll probably be posting a lot of unfinished work on here, so feedback is encouraged! It currently is named “Oldhamii.” but that may change. It has taken a feeling of a haunted mansion, en-caged voiced finally roaming free in fits of confusion, longing and maybe rage. The piece feels to move along too fast and progress a little ahead of itself, but repeated reflection and listening may change my opinion.