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Transmissions from the satellite heart
Yes thats a Flaming Lips album-
I use the title for its poetic effects. Yes its hard to see what you are looking at in the darkness. It is also hard to see clearly when light is strobing here and there, arcing like lightning through the vistas of awareness.
The lens of awareness needs time to adjust, to situate and then vision becomes clear. Peaks and valleys come into view. The integral hand is made of many hands. Treating each other slapping here and there, sometimes its a high five. The full stereo pro logic audio spectrum sonic barrage of voices loading and wailing in the vast space of cyberland.
Ken Wilber is a mass exorcist regulating the AQAL masterpiece. Robb Smith laid down the sword in favor of keeping the blade in its sheath. Corey DeVos a busy electron liner upper.
Many of us community folks have left some blood on the field. At moments of peaceful mustering this place is fun to be in. Other moments not so much. Some of us have to be right so freaking much. Especially Zardoz...
I have the urge to fly. I want to leave gravity behind. Brice Widom knows what I mean.
We are nearing that time
That telling
Inside this boat
Ship out ship out ship out
A titanic emotion
classic hobbit with pot stained fingers
hair upon hair he is looking like a beast
Dont rage my friend (crystal king) crystal castles
How solid is this submarine?
How deep do you want it?
How deep are you gonna get it?
When you're neep keep tin dit
32% undead
Does not compute
One turtle on top of another turtle
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Yes, it doesn't all quite compute
Posted September 4th, 2010 by Ambo SunoScott of the flaming lips and soul clan.
Obscurity, obfuscation, and hiding almost everywhere.
Sometimes music, sometimes hum drum thrum, sometimes cacophony.
Ken regulating and lassoing, Robb sheathing and fondling the sharp edge, Corey lining up and tweaking the vibe.
We've come so far. We've come a long way, baby. I used to be insecure but now I'm right. Way better. To wit: "I'm right." "Your wrong." "Naananannanannaa!"
Still right. And your wrong again. Nope, you don't understand - but I accept you still. Why, I can even love you. I'm smarter? Right again. I win.
32%. Are you sure about that? He said, "32.5".
Does not compute.
Smiling fools smiling.
I smile, Scott.
ambo