Dead Inside
New Demo. Keep going? It’s all midi which is technically dead inside. 💀 There is a punch line at the very end of this song- it’s a phrase someone told me that stuck with me as a good piece of advice on how to persevere while feeling dead inside. If you want to support me…
Sorin’s Theme
It was raining, and this song kept coming into mind, so I took some video. Hope you get a good sense of the walk! It was magic.
||| stripes ||| winter
Blob is the personification of SPLASH, a watery mini-album in the works. They’ve been feeling a little lost and have a story to tell. SPOILER: It’s a love story.
Mind Breaks
To mark the 2 year anniversary of this pandemic, all the Mind Breaks Playlists (a creative collaboration between two classy aliens spawned by pandemic cabin fever) ; P
Lucky Are We (Official Lyric Video)
The song arose through a combination of playing with a #5 and Ramana Maharshi’s “Who Am I”.
Blame it on the Rain
Extract from Innercraft Podcast with Meido Moore It has been raining a lot in Vancouver the last few months. The overgrown everything plump and vibrant green; sky to sea linked in gray gradation. I never know when they will happen, these misty morning mashups- but I’m always glad.
No Bagels for Billy
You could fit everything Billy didn’t know inside a donut hole- which is where he learned that not all stairwells lead to heaven, bagels aren’t a given and that he was about to walk into the ultimate meaning of a min-maj-9 chord.
In the Key of E
I wrote this at the start of lockdowns, for someone far away whose name starts with E. It’s about the comfort we can take in a memory (the key of E) while things are rough.
The towering artifice of aloneness.
What you aren’t. (Happy?Fulfilled?) What does it shine as? ✨pictures + feelings? 🖤 Rumbling story? How long does it do so? A frustrating game of pin the tail on the donkey. Poor donkey. ✨Word now shines as a luminous force of creation- a playground blossoms between us. ✨ The donkey was tied up- I didn’t…
Sing-a-Ling: Asgeir- On That Day
A Sing-a-Ling is described IN a Sing-a-Ling, THIS IS A SING-A-LING.
We are gardeners
I am notoriously hermit-ual yet believe All Important Things can be found through relaxation, care and connection. I know it is not a blank sea of hostile hearts out there. There is a web of wisdom beings- I have seen their art- played their music and been enchanted, engraved and transported by their visions. They…
Jazzicorn
And then there was the time I made a swinging version of Waiting for the Miracle (Leonard Cohen) while overlooking the Pacific Ocean in a run-down apartment with a friend from Montreal- Roch Gallo. The photo was snapped close to Wildlife Rescue at the end of Drake. The rose? A local beauty on the side…
Addressing Rigidity & Dilitantism in Practise
The world of spiritual practise- that rigorous science and art of working with what is to realize what is not- has opened up tremendously. In 2018, many of us can practise Vipassana as taught by Goenka-ji, study with various teachers in yoga traditions, cultivate shamatha or rest in luminous empty awareness. We can practise self-less…
Old Bones
Let it go It’s old bone Deep in the dirt Slow nourishing death 💀 history Or dig it up Cook it in a broth If space and will are present Either way No thing does not Feed everything else
Hlak Sum Nam Dak
Where did the buck stop? Where is a buck? Did it stop? Where buck? poof sparkle flickle mind dust it is true at at the root of every mental pain is the thought thou art entirely separate
Care
How could care control? Care would carry your weary weight on its own back That which will seek control is not careful of the tender-hearted That which seeks control is not care Care rejoices in your success through the flat pancake of time Care is careful Of each footprint Upon your heart Care would not…
Behold:Beheld
Be Whole From one perspective, these are both flowers- same:same. That’s where they meet. Yet their differences spark delight and lend wholeness to the picture. In the unitary space of flowerhood lies an infinite potential for variation. It is the face of the others that gives our transient luminosity form. behold:beheld
Come.
all of you is welcome at my table come eat, drink, breath deeply come sit, be still, stand and be merry or contrary. come you who conceive of knowledge as commodity in a ruthless game of checkers come you to whom summary dismissals and hasty misapplication come with wolfish alacrity come all of you is welcome at…
About
about this site: This site is a place where songs and poems that make the unfathomable journey from the unknown ocean- may bask in the light that you are.
Metaphorically
There’s an empty corner in the corner of my place…… o it’s not easy being green, and other metaphors.
Recording Flugelhorn
With this qualified musician. Qualified because his name has 2 E’s in the first position! Erik Engholm generously came over to my place and blew some flugels and trumpets into a microphone while hearing a rough version of In the Key of E. His improvisations got molded into what you now hear on the recording.
EARLY ACCESS: Nebulous Cloud Video
Filmed with love, fun & family by Fuzzy Records InnerORE’s. Set a reminder for the live premiere, on July 23rd, and watch the video early (attachment below).
Which ones are your favorites?
I am getting ready to launch a new recording and am going into the studio with Howard Redekopp (Mother Mother, Teegan and Sarah) and some amazing musicians.To support this endeavour, I am considering raising funds through some merchandise. Let me know which designs and products you like best! Thanks so much for your feedback, it…
What’s Going Oooooon Updates
In this episode: (below)* Kara-Kata Afrobeat band- what does it look like when 30 people are in a band?* Flow- Sade show, adds song interpretations (Meshe sings one at the end)It’s can be so nourishing to be in a band. Relaxing the sense of needing to do more than exactly what is spontaneous and appropriate…
Wake Up- Love Doesn’t Impinge
IT DOESN’T CAUSE BITTERNESSIT ISN’T CRUELLOVE IS IDENTITYWHENHEART ALONEFEELING TONEKNOWS ITSELF ASTHE PREGNANT SPACE FIELDBEING-NESS
Musings
I’ve been looking at things.how they go together.how they fall apart. communication as information exchange violence the experience of peace of spaceof freedomarguments can end at the place of, “well, where is the line in the sand?”someone pointing out that there is no line. and out the baby goes with the bathwater and down the drain into the void.we…
Behold: Beheld
From one perspective, these are both flowers- same:same. That’s where they meet. Yet their differences spark delight and lend wholeness to the picture.In the unitary space of flowerhood lies an infinite potential for variation. It is the face of the others that gives our transient luminosity form. behold:beheld
Mountain of Pride
Sitting high and blusterous Condemning things Idiot Stupid Pretence of unassailability While failing to give any Thoughtful reason why
love speaks…
i am love speakingeverything i say i lose for i am the process of becoming clothed in the language of the world.
There is no line in the sand.
I’ve been looking at things. how they go together. how they fall apart. communication as information exchange violence the experience of peace of space of freedom arguments can end at the place of, “well, where is the line in the sand?” someone pointing out that there is no line. and out the baby goes with…
Hopelessness
Hopelessness As if it’s a bad thing, we say it and imagine dejection dripping down. but with hope we have pitted a self against the future one that’s always i-eye’ing the dangling carrot of a perfection perfectly always and forever out of reach .
I d*e* th n ic t*s i ty
When i seek out the source of myself comes a void space-like ness i am myself so i cannot be found * when i seek you out all i find is dream rainbow web and shimmering sensations * us is web * it is web * I is web *
On Receiving and Transmitting Dharma
pearls of wisdom lute string trillioning . the perfect moon pointed out . “how do you receive such preciousness, a treasure you already possess?” ask some. ____________________ we now have a previously unknown view of the Buddhist diaspora. these days, we have the option of learning as many different conceptual formulations, practise-maps and pointing out’s…
How to Become A Dinosaur
be close-minded (refuse to entertain input from others. say things like, “i don’t care what you have to say.”)be unquestioning in the superiority of your thoughts/opinions (the corollary being- devalue the input of your community) Don’t evaluate the impact of your behaviours on others. These behaviours stem from thoughts and belief-nets. Don’t examine those either.…
Burn this World Down.
Love is all that matters.It is not matter.Do not deny it.Do not put it off until later.Love is yours to re-cognizeAs yours It is not in matter.Tend the flame. Tend the flame.Burn this world down.
Ode to an Orb in the Web
Ode to a Orb in the Web farmerweb designerwearer of skirts lover of circles and spacetree curve appreciatorbuilder does truth and simplicity come easy to one whohas pockets reserved for unknown delights? “tell me everything you know about love” o, i don’t know anything about itonly that it always looks different https://unistoten.camp
Great the Quiet
awake awareness knows itself to beneither outside nor inside thought-dualityneither beyond nor withinmind-time.
Interbeing
i said: fuck u god. for all the good i want but don’t have. for all the bad i don’t want but do have. god replied: .dog u kcuf thaw i doog eht lla rof .evah t’nod tub .tnaw t’nod i dab eat llama rof .evah od tub goddess laughed: tend the web. tend the…
Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette “I will speak of fact,” said she, “ask questions regarding the circumstantial evidence needed for painting conclusions.” And so some asked, “wherefore were the clouds of jupiter?” and others, “what fire filled your heart?” while also were there who drew without questions- trigger finger instinct struggle to survive wild sparkling despair rage, at…
Ode to a Cage
you are the limits of compassionthe edge of bounded heartyou map the shackles restraining infinite joyand are my matchless guide to freedom without you, this invisible cagewould stay just that- invisible who are you? each and everyirritating person, thing or thought
A dream…
A few years ago, we realized we had a shared dream. A vision of playing music in the bathroom. Here’s what happened.
Home is Here the Heart IS
the bright clear awake now that is home that is where this felt-sense of self abides strongly although it’s ghostly spectres can be found in all of times picture shows it’s always been hasn’t it? > here . do you remember not being? the morning bell sounds . time to start dreaming: check the moment before-…
Fear of Failure
does a leaf fail when it falls? does a tree fail during drought? this human mindgrows from a soilmuch bigger than itself learn from othersopen to truthall aroundcrack the shell& stay with the old discomfortsas they bubble away stay stay stay! and know when You were gone and where you were – that ghost town-where…
Sleeping Beauty
Sleeping Beauty “of the two witnesses stick with the principal” -lojong slogan (developing good heart) sleeping beauty. nobody else can tell you your heart’s desire- it is unique to you everything leans you are interdependently unique like a snowflake- and as transient too this depends on that everything leans your bound nature stems limitlessly from…
Selflessness
Selflessness Thought is border -like an elephant’s fragile rope- it can bind without substance Unexamined belief binds beings as beings Take this collection of thought, call it my mind Take this collection of memory moments call it my life Here, newly minted sense percepts become world And me- oh my- …
Worth i
Your Worth Your worth is not determined by the actions of others Your worth is not determined by the actions of others. Skewed shame sees suchness not as the Holy I AM -worth’s residence- but as a simple pride i am alone i am alone . . in truth .…
no reason
no reason Love doesn’t need a reason not one not many not any for all of creation is it’s season without cause without blame without loss without gain But Rudderless wind-tossed … Reason needs love or it is lost
nourishment
Nourishment . nourishment is it not apparent? your heart yearning? what shackles- what mind forged manacles can bind the pure beginninglessness of you? arising from nothing to become nothing while never being other than what is more akin to the space between than word * seek out the source of names destroy grasping at the…
Happiness love and kindness
Happiness Love Kindness Happiness love and kindness are 3 aspects of the same thing the vital force of creative nothing the miracle of something-ness transient like a cloud ineffable like a whisper how laughable is the belief in solid dense reality to such a view i love you regardless of any moment of…
In Vain Glorious
In Vain Glorious did it die in vain? that breeze-shimmered mountain aven caught by cold frost, paw hoof nail and snout it’s beauty revealed only as reflection -once as passing eye of eagle- did it die in vain? with no boxed name given it no prizes and portraits no lamination dissemination fame it’s tenderness it’s undoing…
we think
we think it’s in the doing we think it’s in the doing and so we do and do trying to build an imagined future with blind action and lame hope but when being undoes doing by simply stopping just stop . we do it in the thinking. odd na…
“I Want”
I Want. I want to know Us. I want to know and kiss every inch of those brown tattooed arms and know the smell of your neck. I want to know those hands on this waist and ass and pulling pulling down I want to know going out together into that explosion of…
Stubborn
Stubborn -a recipe Beat head against wall o. didn’t work must be the WRONG WALL Beat head against another wall ow. again. Light dawns (from crack in skull) o! it’s the beating that hurts. ok ok. got it. stop beating. noooooo. stop. i’m trying! just stop. i caaaaan’t! o.…
maybe…
maybe… maybe meworld is reflection listener’s song>waterbug skittels i wanna know what love is i want you to tell me… who sang that? was it some ONE? where ARE they? ? ?see? ? does that mean they don’t exist? for real-zees? just as thought? Th aaaaaau …
Spiritual Safety
Spiritual Safety aka- Truth of Timelessness A human can come to understand the timeless deathless unborn nature of reality -concepts that point beyond the conceptual human mind- when understanding dawns it does so within and AS that reality that concepts can only partially describe to grok this is to be spiritually safe…
Static Cling
STATIC CLING keeps pulling words and streams of something felt but not seen out of me so like an iron filing my whole being is tuned to the great mystery of attraction sparks fly between the poles of you and i die i die . . .
Skyflower Photons
SKYFLOWER PHOTONS The gossamer wings of a butterfly are more substantial than this world held together by light luminous skyflower photons that are as real as they seem as real as they seem as real as a dream
US
US only do i suffer when i suffer the thought of not enough so wordless and still becomes i for hello’s and goodbye’s as two silences become one or being one become two- full of enough of these precious winking slices of time seeds there planted so that when i sit alone…
Who’s Worth What?
Who’s Worth What? am i worth it? a good question for nights of gory paradise with phantom aches and real pain a bad question for enticing the seamless dreamless expanse To Surrender Her pretentions … Drop Her filmy veils … And stop asking questions
Turiyatita
Turiya Meditation=Life Sitting before a master no head wonder tapestry of rainbow thread enharmonic unity that was never two time
Divine I
Divine i the divine intelligence is so sweet so simple it breaks the heart tears flow from such Infinit-Essence
Heaven’s Doorbell
Heaven’s doorbell God is not some private prize exclusive to the faithful but the inherent condition of us all God the word is a pointer God is the pointing God is the fabric of reality God contains all divisions and those divisions are made of God God is an insufferable paradox and so paradox is heaven’s…
Awareness
awareness >notice< everything is already accepted >notice< without tense because no time thoughts – words are duality itself -> they are the slicing dicing tools that create 3rd person -A so-called objective imaginary stance- in Silence Still infinite Presence that is you. The felt experience of being a “thing”…
Pop the Weasel Part 2
want to pop the weasel? send the conceptual out on a hunt for what is real unchanging undying love . .
Pop Goes the Weasel!
Pop! goes the weasel Everything can be found to be Nothing + Nothing can be found to be Everything ….and in that paradox- Pop Goes the Weasel! . . .
Self-As-Other
Self as Other What i want for you dear dear love is infinite is tender bubbles with joy is fresh alpine morning awake tweeting dawn isn’t anywhere else than here isn’t anything else than this a happy morning story with an adventurous twist- if you like that sort of thing a lullaby…
Homeland
homeland We share the same homeland you and i *deep unconditioned space* you are my precious self i am your precious self we are precious precisely a mathematical certainty that when you take everything away you get a whole 0 a black hole conditioned space dances where time ebbs & flows but…
heart crack love
Heart crack love heart crack love came calling i shut the door who wants that vagrant around messing everything up? heart crack love came sneaking through the baseboards covered in grime and revulsion what the $@*#? seriously. what the $&% love. *heart crack love came calling again -flurry-drenched in the sorrow…
The Boxer
She puts her gloves on smooth & jazz like a mountain ……….fountain- Still ……Chill …………..& ready to kill. Mental Afflictions watch out!
O Great and Powerful Lord of Space
O Great and Powerfull Lord of Space Practice: Yoga Asana Unification of Mind- Powertool of the Infinite’s own device: From sustained intention to practice – unification of subminds continues and physical + mental pliancy unfold this bliss becomes the wisdom that knows itself the illuminated + illuminating intelligence that permeates space crystallizing as…
Ride the Lightening
Ride the Lightening Practice: Settling the Mind in it’s Natural State In the bleachers jaw drop awe on the field? – an EPIC Vipassana Battle!! Who’s winning? – the ball vanishes over both left + right field simultaneously and hasn’t been seen since … poof!
Resting in the ?
Resting in the ? Mark lacking certainty everything is found not in wobbly doubt- tremors of the conceptual but in the truth that is not knowing when if who
Doug
DOUG dancing lights + sparkling sounds combine O magik mixing! complete with timestamp and a story -Friend -Teacher -Most Welcome Appearance -Divine Effulgence -DOUG. Cue the Trumpets of Wonder!!
String Theory
i found you in my heart -we were friends there, and lovers too… i found you were my heart – for the moment- and tears of joy arose. the light shifted and that too, was gone.
Thought
Space Prana Crystals with meaning the sparkle in your wake .. .. … .. .. you enrich divide create destroy and where from? on what divine sovereignty do you rein so? the empty hand of space thought that believes itself is delusion thought that knows itself is space’s radiant face
Here’s A Story
Here’s a Story here’s a story… the truth of dependant origination unleashed a conceptual kerfuffle one dark stormy night “what then is there besides what’s now?” -its all a dream- this life this body this mind and all its inhabitants -and yet this pink gets put in wiggleswords time travels from here to <____> trustworthy…
Re-Birth
Re-Birth born without name to ourselves born of ? living green grace ? a process that churns out stars and frogs lattes and little fish breathless in the ocean learning happens a new pattern a fresh creation a name me:she holding to the…
The relative truth
The RelativeTruth The ultimate truth-call it what you will, can only be pointed to by relative words or known directly- 1st person point of view- no-face to no-face. Because the pointing outs are relative, they can only be true for some, some of the time. Becoming Whole When God wants to laugh she…
To painful thoughts
To Painful Thoughts Hey little ones You have a voice speak! All will listen. And maybe then the echo of you the echo of your pain will turn to laughter in the cavern of consciousness
Hope
Hope To those who have yet to pass through and so have still to pass through the hurt of a million honey razors it ends it must
Communion
Communion there are many ways to go into union -not all are wrapped and rolling- some are still… a pregnant spacefield teeming with unborn poppies the flower of hope -of remembrance- of the end of war.