There isn't really a muse thread.

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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Meno_ » Sat Oct 12, 2019 12:51 am

Then there really is a muse

thread.


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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Sat Oct 12, 2019 7:48 am

Nah, it's just me wondering. An Uke can't make that noise. But the lyrics may be similar.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Mon Oct 14, 2019 9:58 am

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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

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Redacted: immoral, immodest and in wrong forum.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Mon Oct 14, 2019 6:28 pm

Man I am struggling. Sometimes I can't tell if my eyes are open or closed, can't tell if I'm asleep or awake, can't tell if I'm alive or dead.

Geez, after sixty years I'd think I'd be able to tell the difference. Rocky road ahead, and it ain't a flavor of ice cream.

I close my eyes and I see, but there is like this black piece of paper hanging in the middle, like the world is redacted. I am sliding down. Exhausted yet can't get a wink of sleep. Feels like I've been awake for a week.

Got a class to teach, the school went ahead and over booked it. I'm really not looking forward to tomorrow. Hell that's a ways away. I'm not looking forward to the next minute. And I am getting like zero help from the other side of the veil. Any assistance it could bring isn't going to get here fast enough. The mortar is cracking, the foundation is falling away.

and I am writing to myself. Chin up kid, it can only get better from here. I had forgotten how many drafts are in my saved drafts folder, Mark them all and delete. They make no sense now, what was I thinking?
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Tue Oct 22, 2019 3:30 pm

Settle down my main man. Calm is cool. You aren't going to change anything pushing so hard, try a little pulling too, just like you learned taking up the floor boards. Keep that temper of yours in check. I know you're trying. Breath.

Thanks, as always your advice is good. Where the hell were you a couple days ago?

You did fine. The tough stuff just makes you tougher. Slow and steady, and by the way the soup smells great. And remember to use those talents wisely.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Rest, you've got some sleep to catch up on. You've been pushing kind of hard lately.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Wed Oct 23, 2019 4:55 am

It was an odd nap.

I laid down on the sofa and closed my eyes and it was summer, I was working in the yard, The wife was chatting with a couple I didn't know, and few feet in front of them was an older man, he looked kind of like an old boss of mine, but older and with him was a neighbor. They all came up the walk together, my neighbor and my boss look-alike turned left and walked down a few stairs through a door into my basement I hadn't noticed before. There was a bright light coming from inside that could be seen from the door that was left ajar. I wanted to follow, but the man and women that had walked up with my wife each took an arm of mine and lead me into the back yard.

Our yard was full of people, It was as if my wife decided to have a party and didn't let me know. I sat down in a chair and a little girl I didn't recognize jumped into my lap, and said it's so good to see you again and gave me a warm hug. A women approached with a smile and took the girls hand and said it's time to go, Mark has to get up now. There was a hand on my shoulder, As I stood up and turned around a man smiled a radiant smile at me. He spoke as if he new me, like we had been friends for a very long time. I opened my eyes and I was on the sofa.

I closed my eyes and I was standing with him, we walked through my garden and he commented about the year when I had planted beans in this spot and tomatoes the next year. He mentioned I never had much luck with peppers. He stepped over a pumpkin lying on the ground, and asked if I had any ideas how I would carve it this year as if he knew all of my Halloween traditions. I had no idea who he was but it seemed he knew all about me. We walked past the greenhouse, through a group of people sitting in chairs just like they were sitting in my sailboat that had been parked there over the winter, an empty chair sat where the tiller would be. The man who knew me too well motioned me to sit just as a breeze blew up and rustled the leaves in the trees. There were people all around that looked as if they were having the time of their lives, smiling and laughing at each others stories. He glanced toward my house and said You have taken such good care of it all these years. You never planned to stay this long, but the house has been quite comfortable with you and your wife living within, as if the house was telling him something I could not hear. He motioned me to follow him as he started back up the walk, He said there is someone here he thought I'd like to meet. As we walked I noticed a woman with her back turned toward us holding a little boys hand.

I opened my eyes, the clock on the entertainment center read 9:20, just twenty minutes had passed since I had laid down to rest. It felt like a summers afternoon had passed. I wanted to go back and see who I was to be introduced to. I closed my eyes again but did not return, I laid there for maybe ten more minutes and realized I wasn't going to return. It was so odd, like I was awake and asleep at the same time. It felt so good there, so sunny and warm, and here, the wind was howling, blowing the falling leaves into swirls.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Thu Oct 24, 2019 5:01 am

I don't see beyond the "veil" I feel fortunate when consciousness pokes it self through the "veil" to see me. I should not be so demanding of it's attention. All these notions of enlightenment are promises of cults. Slow and steady, there are no shortcuts. I don't know jack shit, but in awareness my vision grows, and with any luck at all, understanding will follow. But this body and mind will be long dead before that unlikely event takes place. No matter, it's the journey that is important, the evolution and adaptation that takes place along the road.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Thu Oct 24, 2019 7:10 am

Sorry all, for my recent rampage. I hope it all wasn't a meaningless self indulgence. My ass will get banned soon enough.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Fri Oct 25, 2019 5:45 pm

Big head or a big heart? Little head, little heart, big head, little heart, big heart, little head. Average head, average heart.

Don't let yourself get confused.

Get the two connected without all the blood pressure getting in the way. Relax and let it flow.

Then they will both have the blood flow to grow.

Always pushing and pulling with you is it?

Try it like a heart beats, try it like a breath.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Sat Oct 26, 2019 10:09 am

A dead artist is the best kind.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Mon Oct 28, 2019 5:43 pm

No thread ever stays on topic, one thing leads to another, same as it ever was...letting the days go by.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Meno_ » Mon Oct 28, 2019 5:59 pm

"letting the days go by"

You must come nearer to slowing that allowance of time, live but for a moment once or twice a day, and it will ultimately make a huge difference.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Tue Oct 29, 2019 4:48 pm

It's a lyric from a Talking Heads song.

Live in the moment?

Was curious how long of time that represents. Expressed temporally it is the time an experience requires to come into the mind and leave it. Approximately 2-3 seconds.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Tue Oct 29, 2019 7:30 pm

I'm drawn to the question of the minimum requirements of human life and the maximum allowances as two extremes. Everyone should be entitled (have the right) to at the very least the minimum. But what would that look like? Water, food, rest and release/cleanliness. The last is not often thought of, but what goes in, must come out, so it hangs out there as sort of a consequence of the first three. For every measure that goes into the equation time for an individual life comes out, save for the time required to perform these things. Drink 64 fluid ounces of liquid, Consume 1800 nutritious calories, rest for eight hours, and releasing/cleanliness an hour? A half hour to drink, and hour to eat, 8 hours to rest and an hour for release/cleanliness. So as a measure of the resources required as input we have 10.5 hours of "idle" time, taking care of function, and 13.5 hours of "unaccounted for life" as output, given the same length of day for all of us. Fairly loose estimates.

To which I hope to continue the thinking at a later time, must go spend some of those 13.5 hours getting stuff done.

Which leads me to the idea, we also require some degree of planning time how those 13.5 hours are spent. How efficiently can one earn enough to account for the 10.5 hours of idle time during the other 13.5 hours.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Fri Nov 01, 2019 3:50 pm

There is quite a gap between survive and thrive.

Minimum requirements for survival, water, food, rest, release. But how much of these and in what proportion? And what must be further added to thrive? To be a better you on your way to yor best. That isn't going to come without some resistance. Some getting your nose up to the bar and then chin over it.

What is this "bar"? I am here already, I drink when I'm thirsty, eat when hungry, rest when tired and have my own private little place to take a dump and get a shower. I should be happy, I get to guess again. Nothing has stood before me that has prevented the possibilities. So now what? Now being every moment I am having? I am surviving, but where and when and how and why does thriving come into play?

Have I already accomplished it and wasn't paying attention? Crossed the finish line sometime back and missed it, but keep running anyway?

Can't stop?

I thought I was going to make some argument of excess, but it turns out, it's all just a framework for consideration. Quite easy to choose what I don't want, have been doing that all my life. Paths untraveled, but what is it that I do want? All those paths not taken still leaves me with the path I'm on. Where does it go? Right now I think I want a floor back in my home, something firm on which to walk on. Something old and solid, taken apart, shored up and put back together, sanded smooth and finished. A DIYer, materially and spiritually.

Stop my bitching about what others do, that's not my path.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Fri Nov 01, 2019 4:15 pm

"IT" transpires from within, and shows ITs growth through the highest creation. IT lifts others through it's self and not for IT's own.
"IT" lives the culmination of all other possible incarnations, creations of all that has ever been measured in the immortal chalice, that becomes eternally manifest in the immeasurable present.
"IT" is an idea that can not die, because IT is always being born.

Grace, this IT that is manifest. This IT that IS.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Pedro I Rengel » Fri Nov 01, 2019 11:00 pm

Yet IT still can't get the fucking printer to work right.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Sat Nov 02, 2019 4:37 am

Roger that.

That's why the DIY.
I am fairly good with tech.

Snarl, and if that doesn't work, hit it with a hammer...
Or try a fresh ink cartridge.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Tue Nov 12, 2019 6:20 am

I got nothing to say but that.
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Re: There isn't really a muse thread.

Postby Mowk » Wed Nov 13, 2019 12:53 am

So I find I do have something to ask: why the anthropomorphize a god, why not just being. The all and the everything? The mystery and the madness? Why does it have to be some god that created it The Universe itself blinking in for what ever cosmic reason. Think about how it evolved, as if IT knew what IT was doing through trial and error alone IT figured it out. The dispersal of matter, it's reintegration into masses larger and larger, parts of a whole. Pieces of it all lumping back together.

And on a distant rock the right distance from a star having gathered a satellite life is bloomed from the most unlikely protein strands brought together by chemistry. It survives it adapts it evolves. Revolving around a sun and being revolved around by a moon. The earth is warmed the seas rise and fall, and life grows, it adapts it evolves. Another trip around the sun, more revolutions of it's moon, and life spreads. It takes a foot hold here and another there. Why do we have to think of it as a being with powers to create? What can't it just be IT, growing, adapting evolving?

I hang my philosophy upon IT, IT's successes and failures, IT's trials. IT's evolution has a direction. I will hang my philosophy on IT's course, IT's path.
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