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taichiheartwork
Nov 10, 2009

the labyrinth is its own clue. Our lot is puzzlement

Ronald Johnson

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Nov 7, 2009


Photo: Richard Dockery

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Sensitivity has two stages – feeling and response. Ego can interpose at either stage. Firstly, it can block or bias feeling by taking my attention away from the real and into itself: we call this ignorance. And secondly, it can bring itself into the processing of the feelings so that my response becomes habitual – based on taste and personal preference – rather than true: we call this selfishness.

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Experience through freedom is the only means to arrive at the truth . . . and there is no freedom if there is not the freedom to be wrong.

Errico Malatesta

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Nov 6, 2009

Everything without echoes within, and vice versa : central equilibrium.

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Nov 5, 2009


Photo: Richard Dockery

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Nov 4, 2009

Armaments, universal debt, and planned obsolescence – those are the three pillars of Western prosperity. If war, waste, and moneylenders were abolished, you'd collapse. And while you people are overconsuming the rest of the world sinks more and more deeply into chronic disaster.

Aldous Huxley, 1962

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Nov 2, 2009

True softness and true hardness are not only complimentary, one is actually a function of the other. The (untrue) hardness we rail against in Tai Chi is really just tension and ignorance, or to be more precise: fear. Such hardness is our natural enemy because it prevents anything useful from developing. True hardness on the other hand is the steel at my core – my essence – and it gets harder – anneals – the more I keep it in my sights – the more I focus in on it. The work at hand is to shake my essence free of tension (ego) so that it can really gleam. True softness is then the field of pure energy that naturally manifests around this true hardness. The purer the hardness the purer the softness. I touch things with this softness. I am my hardness yet I manifest as softness. My hardness is my significance – it is what makes me a force to reckon with. My softness is my beauty – it is what draws the world of energy in – it makes connexion.

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Nov 1, 2009

Insight comes at times of stress.

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To live from the heart, by the heart and through the heart. This is the full meaning of Now.

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Toughen the belly
Soften the heart.

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Oct 31, 2009

Break the box.

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Arousal

If connexion's the be all and end all then I need to be constantly aroused: ready to fuck. Or, to put it less crudely, so ready to give and receive that my arousal wills exchange.

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Oct 30, 2009

Put your back into it.

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Oct 29, 2009

If there are to be laws, we need ones that
Begin with the acceptance of poverty as a way of life.

John Cage

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Oct 28, 2009

The desire for identity (all desire can be reduced to this) is the disconnecting – anti-natural – force in our lives.

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Oct 27, 2009

Everything is a trap.

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A useful sensitivity isn't so much feeling myself as the world bears in on me, but feeling the world as I bear into it. The former personifies the world – forces what I feel to my own image – I feel myself in everything. The latter and I join what's there on its own terms – I abandon falsehood in search of the truth.

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Oct 26, 2009

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in
cottonwood
bark's cleft

a lichen
buddha


John Martone

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Photo: Chris Laver

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The self-immolating buddhist peacefully returning to the elements because he is no longer bound to the false notion that he could possibly be more than the sum of his parts.

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Oct 25, 2009

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The ego's prime weapon is rejection.

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The real world is the one of connexion – the one we enter into when our energy extends beyond our physical and mental boundaries and we begin to prowl. Connectedness is a natural state but one we inhibit and repress with our fear-based tensions and anxieties: our insistence that we are something special. This repression becomes depression and we have the malaise of the average person: ostensibly content, reasonably happy, but beneath the well-behaved veneer, seething with frustration. This is the frustration of denial: wanting – needing – connexion at every level, and not getting it.

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Oct 24, 2009

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The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love

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Oct 23, 2009

Every action is the result of interaction : the spur of the moment is always connexion.

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Oct 22, 2009

Truth is revolutionary.

Antonio Gramsci

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Oct 21, 2009

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Oct 20, 2009

Ordinary waking – a time of insight – becomes capable between the contemplated, and it would once the waking.

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Oct 19, 2009

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Oct 17, 2009

If the mind is only the body's invisibility then the poem is merely the unreadability, the non-transparency, the opaqueness of that mind.

Pierre Joris

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