ups and downs
I woke up feeling miserable today. Migraine, headache, dehydrated and stressed out. I had to call in sick to work, which sucks cause its rare that I have scheduled work… I can usually make my own schedule, but right now everything is collapsing…
I rested most of the day and then was able to get part of the way through building a pair of custom stilts for Cassidy, who is creating custom stilt pants for me and FedEx-ing them tonight in time for my trip to Aruba. Yeah, Aruba. I’m performing there for a corporate gig. Paid vacation at the exact wrong time of year. RIght before Burning Man? I wish I could cancel on the Aruba thing cause it is stressing me out, and then I will only have 4 days to get ready for the Burn in addition to helping Michael Christian finish his sculpture, and everything seems like a pain in the ass when I don’t feel good. and all of a sudden it feels like every single minute counts, yet I’m no at all committed to being so driven that I make every minute count.
I’m really tired of running around doing a million different things. I want to focus my energy. I want to be doing something I can believe in. I want fresh air and beautiful skies and no traffic and no war. I want dirt roads and nieghbors who smile and say hello when you pass them in the road. I want out of the city. I want out of the decrepit American culture of consumption, ignorance, and foolhardy independence. I want clean renewable energy. I want public transportation that is clean and reliable.
If we are going to have civilization, why don’t we have a civilization that actually works????
Dear Tom.
I am right now to tell your system to re-vamp, clean up, and get up and running. NOW!
Wish you a good Burn experience, much love, community and joyful moments. As forbody caput. Shoo Shoo!
Beijinhos!
mmmm….
I feel the same way every other day.
why is it we have to DEAL all the time.
We are such strange animals.
I hope you feel better soon.
I was gonna run for prezedent and fix everything… but then my friends informed me im from canada, and that dosn’t work so well.
hey man, if arni can do it, then so can i…
but then again im a girl… and that’s a whole other other issue.
anyway, i digress…
hope to see you at the burn.
X
Here are three things I think you ought to hear. All from my current favorite persons website. Rob Brezsny. So transfer them here for you with love.
A BRIEF FOR THE DEFENSE
by Jack Gilbert
Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
are not starving someplace, they are starving
somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
But we enjoy our lives because that’s what God wants.
Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not
be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not
be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor women
at the fountain are laughing together between
the suffering they have known and the awfulness
in their future, smiling and laughing while somebody
in the village is very sick. There is laughter
every day in the terrible streets of Calcutta,
and the women laugh in the cages of Bombay.
If we deny our happiness, resist our satisfaction,
we lessen the importance of their deprivation.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit there will be music despite everything.
We stand at the prow again of a small ship
anchored late at night in the tiny port
looking over to the sleeping island: the waterfront
is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning.
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out and then goes back is truly worth
all the years of sorrow that are to come.
from REFUSING HEAVEN
DEFINITION: Pronoia is the antidote for paranoia. It’s the understanding that the universe is fundamentally friendly. It’s a mode of training your senses and intellect so you’re able to perceive the fact that life always gives you exactly what you need, exactly when you need it.
HYPOTHESES: Evil is boring. Cynicism is idiotic. Fear is a bad habit. Despair is lazy. Joy is fascinating. Love is an act of heroic genius. Pleasure is our birthright.
PROCEDURE: Act as if the universe is a prodigious miracle created for your amusement and illumination. Assume that secret helpers are working behind the scenes to assist you in turning into the gorgeous masterpiece you were born to be. Join the conspiracy to shower all of creation with blessings.
“Ultimately what we’re touching is the invisible, all-pervasive Intelligence that surrounds us and penetrates us. It is grooming us to be able to tolerate its splendor. It can’t just reveal itself openly because we would be forfeited; we’d never know what hit us.”
-Terence McKenna