Our current hierarchical view of ourselves and of our consciousness (with “I” at the apex, and “my ideas, my emotions, my experiences, and accumulated skills, etc.”, below) can now be shown to be fundamentally incoherent in a number of ways—the central contention being that in actual fact there isn’t and there can be no centre to our consciousness the same way that there is no centre to a river. Breaking away from the cul-de-sac of the this current/common hierarchical view, this chapter outlines a new model in which conditioned responses of memory—in the form of holarchically ordered, fundamentally interconnected basic assumptions and emotional attitudes—provide a continually shifting structure of consciousness (akin to the changing (infinite, yet finite) structural patterns which may arise in a kaleidoscope)..

Source: In Detail | The Order of Thought

EELRIJUE: Unfolding Questions II

Algorhythms | Dr. Quandary and Thirtyseven | World Around Records

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Soul Spelunker: Anima Materia

Soul Spelunker: Anima Materia

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David Bohm

David Bohm

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kno explanation

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Tuff Nutz 2 Krak …

and assorted saddle burrs …

so over the years i had some. I s’pose, for some folks, the ‘god’ issue been a tuff nut. I say that ’cause they’re so many references and intense discussions around ’bout belief or not. To me the discussion just a distracting irrelevency, i can’t devote any energy to it. It appears to me the talk arises out of an uninformed comparison of obsolete abstract symbols, dead memes.

Somewhere in here is a trend, within myself, to be hesitant toward krakin’ some nuts. Ya know like how a childhood trauma might scar ya fo’ life? Maybe like lettin’ the genie outta the bottle.

My first krakt nut bit me in the ass. When i was a kid i couldn’t understand how there could be such a thing as war. What could be so bad that i would be willin’ to go kill somebody? Well, at age 21, after i lived with a woman for a year, i understood well, simply by measuring the depths of my own emotions. And that was a game with no winner, just two casualties.

So, in the interest of pluckin’ the splinter out my brain, having taken a year each of western philosophy and eastern civilization, not only did i study the ‘new age religio-philosopher theosophy types, but much of the consumer grade, big chain bookstore literature in psychology, sociology, science, history, and current events.

And outta all that K and Bohm rose to the top.

Now here some nutz rattlin’ ’round my brain, courtesy of K:

1) you HAVE to be good
2) the observer is the observed
3) any movement of the ‘me’ is violence
4) is there action without will?
5) is what K says true? yes or no
and what are the implications?

Approaching these questions, its like when Neo, having swallowed the red pill, touches the mirror and …

vivisectin’ a human brain – psychologically

Talkin’ ’bout Krishnamurti and Bohm, they were my main research subjects, the whole of my experience on the net till a coupla months ago. They aint the subject of my blog – more like just the the pinnacle of my intellectual examination of human life on planet earth.

My examination is ongoing – but as far as tryin’ to hammer anything down with a theory or belief – they aint no nail can keep a holt to it.

I think, as far as my mission goes – changin’ the world, creating a good society, healin’ the environment… all that good stuff – its gonna require an amalgamation of many ideas, techniques and practices.

And here in my blog i gonna have to let yall know some of whats goin’ on in my life. ‘Cause i already know that the truth i advocate gonna affect directly my personal and public life. Its not that i havn’t been livin’ with the truth, its just that i felt it was too dangerous to express outwardly.

But now, for whatever historical or evolutionary reasons, the universe, or rather the very substance of the universe is demanding i take action, immediate, radical action. My conscience is giving me no choice.

So… while this may seem to be the conceit of a fifty year old white american crazy man, i hope, over time you will see this as addressing fundamental human issues.

Today i am playin’ hooky from my job in a heavy industry. We been workin’ mostly 6 and 7 twelve hour days a week for over two years. A man died a mysterious death on the job ’bout 6 weeks ago. Those two facts plus difficult family and financial issues goin’ on in my life have me functioning at some kind of physical and psychological limit. But thats ok ’cause its been the perfect laboratory in which to test my understanding of life.

an experiment in living – the suicide note of syndax vuzz

Greetings! At 1:22 am cst feb 6, 2011, i, syndax vuzz, post my first blog. I am new to this. This being the whole internet thing. I have been poking around the place for a couple of months now. I am very slow to start. Actually i have spent some time on the internet for the past few years researching my most important subjects (or rather their messages) – Krishnamurti and David Bohm. But as far as using the internet to connect with other people … i don’t know. I guess it reflects directly on my experience with the real world. At the moment i have very few real friends. And whether or not they use the internet or what for, they don’t talk about it. Even when i bring the subject up. The subject being my own experimentation with publishing.

So, at least partially, at first anyway, this gonna be like a confession. A declaration of who i am and what i intend to do. Or rather what i am doing. Its gonna be a living thing, in process, an evolving revelation, me exposing myself upfront, as i am, stupid, scared and alone. This gonna be a psychological vivisection, a suicide note.