What have you been thinking about recently?
A partial list, but it gives you an idea :)
Image credit - Amore by A. Andrew Gonzalez
Yesterday over lunch I was explaining to a friend who is a therapist and whom I hadn't seen in nearly a year where I was in terms of my relationship with my partner. As always, she listened very well and at one point said something like, "Don't you wish that you were back in your twenties when love seemed so simple?" I responded that I didn't have any wish to return to my twenties or thirties, but I think I know what she meant. Then, I "knew" that my unhappiness in my marriage could be solved by (going to therapists/reading the right books/"communicating" etc etc). I knew that in another life, if I had made a different choice and found the "right" person, we would live happily ever after.
It's been 9 years since I was separated from my husband and 8 since I understood we could never reconcile. 7 years with my partner, and 6 since I really woke up to the limitations of the relationship. I have broken off with him more times than I can count. My family and ex-therapist and many of my friends do not understand why I am still with him.
Is it simple or complex? In some ways, I think it's very simple. I've given up on finding a better match, I have settled for convenient, comfortable and (in some ways) easy, though I promised myself 9 years ago that I would never do that. I have mirrors around me, my closest male friends, who constantly remind me without saying anything that I could experience so much more depth in a relationship.
But I feel no urgency to change my situation. I suppose if I have to, I will just wake up one morning and know. In the meantime, there is so much life to live.
To-night eternity alone is near:
The sea, the sunset, and the darkening blue;
Within their shelter is no space for fear,
Only the wonder that such things are true.
The thought of you is like the dusk at sea—
Space and wide freedom and old shores left far,
The shelter of a lone immensity
Sealed by the sunset and the evening star.
When the dark wood fell before me
And all the paths were overgrown
When the priests of pride say there is no other way
I tilled the sorrows of stone
I did not believe because I could not see
Though you came to me in the night
When the dawn seemed forever lost
You showed me your love in the light of the stars
Chorus:
Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me
Then the mountain rose before me
By the deep well of desire
From the fountain of forgiveness
Beyond the ice and the fire
Chorus
Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars
Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares
Chorus
"Motto of the CD:
A good traveller has no fixed plans
and is not intent on arriving.
Lao Tzu (570-490 BC)
Loreena writes in the CD-booklet about this song (compare the introduction to the CD):
December 17, 1995, Trans-Siberian Railway:
It is now Day 5 on this train journey across wintry Siberia. Travelling alone, it is strange not to be able to have a conversation with anyone, but one learns how much can be conveyed through actions, body language, a look in the eye... I saw some men on the platform today and one resembled my father. He had reddish hair and a long, very Celtic-looking face I would have expected to see in Ireland, not Russia... I am reminded again of the Celtic exhibition in Venice and the suggestion that the Celts may have originated in the Russian steppes. Perhaps the love of horses which began there is the very same that can be seen in County Kildare today.December 18, 1995, Trans-Siberian Railway:
Dante's The Divine Comedy keeps running through my mind as I gaze out at the landscape passing before me, thinking of the people who inhabit it and how they share this human condition... Are we helping or hurting each other?... How has the West come to this place of transition? Honourably? What are we bringing them? What are their expectations? Are our lives really what they imagine? We always want to believe there is a place better than our own...

The Vision:
In your hand you hold a ticket which has been color coded. On the back of this ticket you have written your name and mailing address. You hand this ticket to an attendant and in exchange you get a percussive instrument (i.e. drum, rattle, shaker) with the event logo emblazoned upon it. Next you walk through the doors into a massive arena in which you notice there are seating sections radiating from the center in colored pie slices. Naturally you sit in the color your ticket was. Next you notice a very large round stage (approximately 50 to 75 yards in diameter) with an impressive amount of sonic equipment on it. You also happen to notice that it is rotating at approximately 1 revolution every 10 minutes. About three stories above the stage you see what is to be known as "The World Rave Mothership"; a massive round multimedia armature loaded with projection equipment, lighting, speakers and on the backside of it an intricate nozzle system that emits a mist down to the floor level from three stories up. Upon this veil of mist a plethora of visual media will be projected which will include some of the Earth's most beautiful and precious scenery and Mankind's positive interaction with it as well as prompts to the audience (wonder what that color on the ticket was for?) to start drumming, shaking and rattling to the rhythm of their colored lights! The mist veil, just for kickers has been imbued with aroma therapy scents such as patchouli oil or nag champa incents. We didn't want your nose to feel left out! All of this is surrounding what is happening on the stage. Conscious composer/performers of percussive Worldbeat and Techno perform their music while ethnic dancers of every imaginable creed, race, color and culture dance around them. By the way, your seat now folds into the floor to reveal plenty of space to get up and jam yourself!
Welcome to the
Realized Consciousness Tour
by
World Rave International!
That's just the beginning! Actually, technically it is the three to four hour end to a wonderful week of healing workshops, transformative talks, meditative walks and spa visits that you undertook so that you were ready to contribute as a conscious co-creator of this event. Imagine a week learning the basics of alternative healing techniques such as Reiki, Rolfing, Swedish massage or even guided imagery while being served wholesome foods from a conscious menu of mostly vegetarian and vegan fare (meat dishes would still be served for those who wished and it would be of a free range and organic variety as well). The onsight living conditions would be conducive to meditative and contemplative practices from the best of the world's best transformative traditions. Also on site would be the Conscious Vendors's Market where hemp clothing and other free trade goodies could be purchased perhaps after walking in our underground meditative and contemplative labyrinth where the end should inspire inner calm and greater vision in depth and breadth.
Imagine! You sharing and co-creating a truly remarkable and transformative experience that is uniquely human and like nothing else ever experienced in all cumulative human history. Every internal and external sense is stimulated to elicit a sense of now'ness and ever present awareness of this eternal moment. And for that week, in this place with possibly thousands of other people from every walk, level of understanding, belief system, and culture, there would be no conflict, no war and no intolerance. The would be only the sharing of the best of each culture's best traditions and their beautiful transformative abilities. And to top it off, after about a week, when you have returned to the comforts of your own home, you will recieve a DVD (your name and address, remember?) of your unique experience. Thus saving you the dread of recalling all of the many experiential stimuli that would be almost impossible to remember while you were here.
One more thing should be added here. A large portion of ticket sales would go into freeing up food stores of countries that grow in abundance and distributing it to countries that don't as well as extending them an invite to send cultural emissaries to join the show if they haven't already. This of course will be a non-profit organization with some compensation going naturally to those who put in the time and effort to bring this event to all.
How can this happen?!
YOU!!!! You make this happen! We all do. Every kind of talent imaginable is needed to make this Vision fly. We need facilitators, idea people, organizers, producers, photographers, directors, writers, coordinators, engineers, architects, film makers, two dimensional artists, three dimensional artists, performers of every culture and belief system. The question is not so much how can you help but can you help? Any and all kinds of help are needed. For this to work, it must be the cumulative effort of many, many people with not a only a shared dream but the fire of passion burning in them to keep this vision alive! At a grassroots level, this can start in Universities and Concert hall's and Community Centers all across the globe. As it is, the catalyst for this idea currently resides in Humboldt County Northern California. We need to have a meeting of conscious minds on the same page to formulate a map of what this would actually look like and start with the exciting process of getting the first event off the drawing table and onto the stage!
If this Vision resonates with you and sounds like it could evolve to the single most important thing that Mankind can do for all of Mankind, please feel free to e-mail us at world.rave@gmail.com as to how you can contribute or post a comment at the World Rave International website.
Thank You and Blessings,
Erik Stitt - Founder and Dream Merchant
Stuart Peterson - Founder and Healer
Kelly Cookson - Founder and Director of BizDev
World Rave International
One reason this myth has endured is that it has been adopted by psychics and other paranormal pushers to explain psychic powers. On more than one occasion I've heard psychics tell their audiences, "We only use ten percent of our minds. If scientists don't know what we do with the other ninety percent, it must be used for psychic powers!" In Reason To Believe: A Practical Guide to Psychic Phenomena, author Michael Clark mentions a man named Craig Karges. Karges charges a lot of money for his "Intuitive Edge" program, designed to develop natural psychic abilities. Clark quotes Karges as saying: "We normally use only 10 to 20 percent of our minds. Think how different your life would be if you could utilize that other 80 to 90 percent known as the subconscious mind" (Clark 1997, 56)...
While no woman has been president of the United States — yet — the world does have several thousand years’ worth of experience with female leaders. And I have to acknowledge it: Their historical record puts men’s to shame.
Nicholas D. Kristof.
A notable share of the great leaders in history have been women... those women who climbed to power in monarchies had an astonishingly high success rate.
Research by political psychologists points to possible explanations. Scholars find that women, compared with men, tend to excel in consensus-building and certain other skills useful in leadership. If so, why have female political leaders been so much less impressive in the democratic era? ... Often, they haven’t even addressed the urgent needs of women in those countries.
I have a pet theory about what’s going on.
In monarchies, women who rose to the top dealt mostly with a narrow elite, so they could prove themselves and get on with governing. But in democracies in the television age, female leaders also have to navigate public prejudices — and these make democratic politics far more challenging for a woman than for a man.
In one common experiment, the “Goldberg paradigm,” people are asked to evaluate a particular article or speech, supposedly by a man. Others are asked to evaluate the identical presentation, but from a woman. Typically, in countries all over the world, the very same words are rated higher coming from a man.
... when women highlight their accomplishments, that’s a turn-off. And women seem even more offended by self-promoting females than men are.
This creates a huge challenge for ambitious women in politics or business: If they’re self-effacing, people find them unimpressive, but if they talk up their accomplishments, they come across as pushy braggarts...
Women have often quipped that they have to be twice as good as men to get anywhere — but that, fortunately, is not difficult. In fact, it appears that it may be difficult after all. Modern democracies may empower deep prejudices and thus constrain female leaders in ways that ancient monarchies did not.
-Black Elk, Lakota
"I cured with the power that came through me. Of course, it was not I who cured, it was the power from the Outer World, the visions and the ceremonies had only made me like a hole through which the power could come to the two-leggeds."
Black Elk, Oglala
"If I thought that I was doing it myself, the hole would close up and no power could come through. Then everything I could do would be foolish."
Black Elk, Oglala
"How smooth must be the language of the whites, when they can make right look like wrong, and wrong like right."
-Black Hawk, Sauk-(1767-1838)Ma-ka-tai-me-she-kia-kiak
Motavato (Black Kettle) to the Indians at Medicine Creek Lodge - "We were once friends with the whites, but you nudged us out of the way by your intrigues, and now when we are in council, you keep nudging (to fight) each other. Why don't you talk and go straight, and let all be well?
Motavato (Black Kettle) of the Southern Cheyennes (???-1868)
- Although wrongs have been done to me, I live in hopes. I have not got two hearts….Now we are together again to make peace. My shame is as big as the earth, although I will do what my friends have advised me to do. I once thought that I was the only man that persevered to be the friend of the white man, but since they have come and cleaned out our lodges, horses and everything else, it is hard for me to believe the white men any more.
Black Kettle - Cheyenne (???-1868)
In order to understand the meaning of whole/part in Wilber's model, it is fundamental to distinguish four kinds of entities: individual holons, social holons, artifacts and heaps. According to Wilber, for each one of these entities the part/whole relationship means something different, and the hierarchy of progressive transcendence and inclusion means something different—and has a different correlation with physical size. Wilber has stated these ideas in several places ( Sex, Ecology and Spirituality and Integral Psychology , for example), but he hasn't organized them in a single text. Wilber's fullest discussion of heaps, artifacts and holons occurred in the dialogues leading to this essay (and in the Shambala interview cited above). My goal in this note is to articulate his ideas and derive some of their implications.
I also hope to correct some of the common errors that many readers of Wilber's theory tend to make. The distinctions between individual holons, social holons, artifacts and heaps are subtle yet fundamental. Equally significant are the differences between hierarchies of each one of these entities. That is why overlooking them is easy; and dangerous.
A holon is an entity which can be seen as a whole in itself and, simultaneously, as a part of a larger whole. In SES Wilber did not make sharp distinctions between sentient and non-sentient holons. The first ones (such as atoms, molecules, cells, etc. and galaxies, planets, eco-systems, tribes, etc.) are what he calls simply "holons"; the second ones (which he doesn't address specifically in SES) he calls "artifacts" (anthills, spider webs, automobiles) and "heaps" (rocks, puddles, dunes). In SES, Wilber simply focused on part/whole relationships and the transcend-and-include nature of hierarchies, so his implicit restriction of the term holon to sentient holons has generated some confusion.
In p. 36 of that book, for example, Wilber states that sets are "mathematical holons that are arranged in a transfinite hierarchy, an infinite holarchy." He also uses elsewhere the hierarchy of letter, word, sentence, paragraph and text as a holonic example of transcend and include. These illustrations make a point about hierarchies of non-sentient holons, but they don't use the terms "holon" and "holarchy" rigorously. (By Wilber's own definition, sets, letter, words, sentences, and other linguistic objects are not sentient holons but artifacts.) Although he did make clear his definitions on holons and holarchies in other sections of the book, many people have misunderstood and misapplied these concepts. This is unfortunate since it can lead to great confusion, and dangerous ethical ideas—ideas that have rather frightening social and political implications.
Furthermore, the first of Wilber's twenty tenets usually drives people to an unwarranted conclusion. The tenet states that "Reality as a whole is not composed of things or processes, but of holons." The incorrect inference is that every thing that exists in Reality is a holon. This is not the case; or at least, not what Wilber is trying to convey. There are lots of things that exist in reality that are not (sentient) holons such as heaps and artifacts. These things can be embedded in networks of whole/parts relationships; it's just that the hierarchical inclusion means something totally different for heaps, for artifacts and for holons. We shall see that a holon is not just anything that can be seen simultaneously as a whole in itself and as a part of a larger whole. (Perhaps the incorrect interpretation of the first tenet stems from the understanding that anything and everything can be seen as a whole and a part of a larger whole.) Although that is a necessary condition, it is not sufficient. According to Wilber's definition, in addition to being whole and part a holon (i.e., a sentient holon) must have interiority or consciousness.
Many people confuse different types of holons and create hierarchies that mix them with "unpleasant and confusing" consequences—as Wilber warns in page 89 of SES. For example, one can think of parts and wholes merely in terms of physical or relational inclusion, one can see individual holons as juniors of a social holon, subjects to its unlimited authority, or one can subtly fall into the reductionistic attitude of equating a holon with its exterior surfaces, denying its interior dimension. (For a more detailed discussion see SES p. 90.). Once consciousness falls out of the picture, the integral system collapses and becomes a reductionistic farce of its true self.
Even restricting analysis to sentient holons, there is still widespread confusion amongst readers of Wilber about the difference between individual and social holons. These are two fundamentally different types of holons and need to be kept separate to avoid confusion. When people conflate these two holons and write (pseudo-)holarchies such as "individual, family, community, nation, humanity", they are incurring in a mistake with serious philosophical and practical consequences...
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"But when I find a heart that's like to mine,
With love to live through the unloving hour,
Folded in faith, like violets that have lien
Folded in warm earth, till the sunny shower
Calleth them forth; thoughts with my thoughts to twine,
Weaving around us both a fragrant bower,
Where we within may sleep, together drawn,
Folded in love until the morning dawn;
"Then shall I rest, my weary day's work o'er,
A deep sleep bathing, steeping all my soul,
Dissolving out the earth-stains evermore.
Thou too shalt sleep with me, and be made whole.
All, all time's billows over us shall pour,
Then ebb away, and far beneath us roll:
We shall behold them like a stormy lake,
'Neath the clear height of peace where we awake."
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Stolpernd suchen deine Füße Halt,
auf Kopfstein tappst du hin, siehst bald
deine Hündin an der Kneipe stehn,
du merkst, du hast nicht mal ein festes Wort für sie.
Spürst seit Tagen nur noch Krampf in dir,
vertuscht ihn, spülst ihn weg, rauchst viel.
Und wie immer wartest Du mit fremden Freunden
an langen Tischen auf den nächsten Morgen.
Lachend läßt der Tag dich fallen,
wieder weißt du nicht, wofür du tust -
Was dir und mir noch bleibt,
was schon zu unserm Glück gehört,
was in uns Tag und Nacht verweilt,
nicht mal mehr unsre Träume stört,
ist vielleicht nur Angst,
die uns nach vorne treibt.
Man hat zum Springpferd dich gemacht,
gezäumt für Hürden flott gemacht,
und wenn du erste Schwächen zeigst,
kommen Regenmacher, Priester und Doktoren.
Die schmeicheln dir die Sonn' ins Ohr,
ziehst lieber ihre Lügen vor,
als eine triste Wahrheit, die du denkst,
du hier ja doch nicht ändern kannst.
Lachend läßt der Tag dich fallen,
wieder weißt du nicht, wofür du tust -
Was dir und mir noch bleibt,
was schon zu unserm Glück gehört,
was in uns Tag und Nacht verweilt,
nicht mal mehr unsre Träume stört,
ist vielleicht nur Angst,
die uns nach vorne treibt.
Da stehst du nun suchst eine Furt
im Bächlein, der zum Wildbach wurd',
starrst auf ein andres Ufer,
das so viele Träume, Hoffnungen, doch offen läßt.
Du wartest auf den Morgenwind,
der dir einen Fährmann bringt,
und plötzlich siehst du, wie du schon
bis an den Hals im tiefen Wasser stehst.
Unsre Zeit ist jetzt und hier,
da gibt's kein gestern und kein morgen -
Nur was uns von den Alten bleibt,
was schon zu unserm Glück gehört,
was in uns Tag und Nacht verweilt,
nicht mal mehr unsre Träume stört,
ist bestimmt nur Angst,
die uns nach vorne treibt.
The Storm trojan is many things. It is arguably a worm, a trojan, malware, the unit element of a botnet, a hijacked host program, a spam sender, a directory harvester, an http website redirector, a member of a DDoS attack force, a zombie. It is spread by spam messages which can be sent from machines infected with Storm itself. The spammed message may contain a link to a hijacked host web site or web site proxy which is also running on Storm. The hijacked host may contain an attractive file to be downloaded, which once again contains the Storm infection.
Storm is unique in its ability to perform so many functions. As at December 2007, it is the most pervasive and most successful implementation of a multifunctional infection that the Internet has ever witnessed. Its capabilities to exert control and domination of key sectors of the Internet are unprecedented. Storm is too great a threat to be ignored.
Estimates by researchers for the number of Windows machines infected range from 2 million minimum up to 50 million. The scanner used in Botnet Reporting usually accumulates 3,500 - 4,000 hijacked IPs being actively used to host the distribution of Storm in any 24 hour period. The ISPs that are the most infected are located in the US
These three ISPs alone account for over 20% of the world's Storm distribution network...
Siddig was born in Sudan, and spent most of his life in England. Born to an English mother who worked as a theatrical consultant[1] and a Sudanese father. Siddig describes himself as being a Muslim. His maternal uncle is English actor Malcolm McDowell, and his paternal uncle is the former Sudanese Prime Minister Sadiq al-Mahdi, his also descendant from Muhammad Ahmad Al-Mahdi. He studied at St. Lawrence College, Ramsgate. He was credited under the shortened name Siddig El Fadil until October 1995 (three seasons into his run on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine), when he changed his stage name to Alexander Siddig, as he thought it would be less confusing and easier to pronounce by American tongues than his original name - not to mention a lot quicker than his full name; on set, however, he became known as 'Sid'. In 1997, Siddig married his co-star Nana Visitor; they had a son, Django El Tahir El Siddig, who was born in 1996. Siddig and Visitor eventually divorced in 2001. In 2005 he was briefly involved with his Whose Life Is It Anyway? co-star Kim Cattrall.[2]
Since the end of the long-running Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Siddig has made prominent appearances in films and television. Highlights include guest-starring as an Algerian secret agent on the trail of Islamic extremists in a controversial episode of the British television show Spooks, entitled "Nest of Angels", in 2003. In 2005, he appeared as Saladin's aide, Nasir, in Sir Ridley Scott's film Kingdom of Heaven and gave a critically-lauded performance as Prince Nasir in Syriana, alongside George Clooney and Matt Damon. He played the title role in 2006's Hannibal - Rome's Worst Nightmare for the BBC (UK). Early 2007 brought him back to American television in the role of former terrorist Hamri Al-Assad for the sixth season of 24.
Siddig's roles have often called for him to act out many different accents: an English 'RP' accent (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine), a cockney accent (Reign Of Fire), and an Algerian accent (Spooks), among others. He has also given performances in Arabic as the role required (Spooks, Syriana, 24). He is also a keen cricketer and plays for a village cricket team called Wisborough Green.
"You can sense the opulent rush of popularity a band accumulates over time when their music hits all the right notes. A single beat or catchy lyric can define its listener while driving them mad thinking, "What's the name of that band?"