By Joe B. Wilson. Shamballa Publications.
Audio supplement (and guide):
Related: The Tibetan Alphabet
Where has the ticket gone?
Campbell reads Seattle (Mythos 1.2)
MBr Feat. Label: Hydeout Productions
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album: 'Mellow Beats, Friends & Lovers'
track: '14 - 4:00'
title: 'Vision Eyes'
artist: 'Uyama Hiroto featuring Golden Boy'
> message "Vision eyes. Realize. Check it out, yo…"
MBr Featured Soundtrack: The Darjeeling Limited.
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>print lyrics 'Where do you go' by Peter Sarstedt ----------------------------------- You talk like Marlene Dietrich And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire Your clothes are all made by Balmain And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes, there are You live in a fancy apartment Off the Boulevard St. Michel Where you keep your Rolling Stones records And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes, you do But where do you go to, my lovely When you're alone in your bed? Tell me the thoughts that surround you I want to look inside your head, yes, I do I've seen all your qualifications You got from the Sorbonne And the painting you stole from Picasso Your loveliness goes on and on, yes, it does When you go on your summer vacation You go to Juan-les-Pins With your carefully designed topless swimsuit You get an even suntan on your back, and on your legs And when the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz With the others of the jet set And you sip your Napoleon brandy But you never get your lips wet, no, you don't But where do you go to, my lovely When you're alone in your bed? Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you? I want to look inside your head, yes, I do Your name it is heard in high places You know the Aga Khan He sent you a race horse for Christmas And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, ha-ha-ha They say that when you get married It'll be to a millionaire But they don't realize where you came from And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn Where do you go to, my lovely When you're alone in your bed? Tell me the thoughts that surround you I want to look inside your head, yes, I do I remember the back streets of Naples Two children begging in rags Both touched with a burning ambition To shake off their lowly-born tags, they tried So look into my face, Marie-Claire And remember just who you are Then go and forget me forever But I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes, you do I know where you go to, my lovely When you're alone in your bed I know the thoughts that surround you 'Cause I can look inside your head Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na
MBr: Time for Tom Waits
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Item six on the agenda….
From "Monty Python's The Meaning of Life" (1983 Film) CHAIRMAN: ...Which brings us once again to the urgent realization of just how much there is still left to own. Item six on the agenda: the meaning of life. Now, uh, Harry, you've had some thoughts on this. HARRY: That's right. Yeah, I've had a team working on this over the past few weeks, and, uh, what we've come up with can be reduced to two fundamental concepts. One: people are not wearing enough hats. Two: matter is energy. In the universe, there are many energy fields which we cannot normally perceive. Some energies have a spiritual source which act upon a person's soul. However, this soul does not exist ab initio, as orthodox Christianity teaches. It has to be brought into existence by a process of guided self-observation. However, this is rarely achieved, owing to man's unique ability to be distracted from spiritual matters by everyday trivia. [pause] BERT: What was that about hats, again?
“Galaxy Song” by Eric Idle (lyrics) and John Du Prez (music) Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown, And things seem hard or tough, And people are stupid, obnoxious, or daft, And you feel that you've had quite enough, Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour, That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned, A sun that is the source of all our power. The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see Are moving at a million miles a day In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour, Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'. Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars. It's a hundred thousand light years side to side. It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick, But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide. We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point. We go 'round every two hundred million years, And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions In this amazing and expanding universe. The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding In all of the directions it can whizz As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know, Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is. So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure, How amazingly unlikely is your birth, And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space, 'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.
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MBr Featured Album: Al Final de Este Viaje, Silvio Rodríguez
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>print lyrics 'Cancion del Elegido'
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Siempre que se hace una historia
Se habla de un viejo, de un niño o de sí
Pero mi historia es difícil
No voy a hablarles de un hombre común
Haré la historia de un ser de otro mundo
De un animal de galaxia
Es una historia que tiene que ver con el curso de la Vía Láctea
Es una historia enterrada, es sobre un ser de la nada
Nació de una tormenta
En el sol de una noche
El penúltimo mes
Fue de planeta en planeta
Buscando agua potable
Quizás buscando la vida
O buscando la muerte eso nunca se sabe
Quizás buscando siluetas
O algo semejante
Que fuera adorable
O por lo menos querible, besable, amable
Él descubrió que las minas
Del rey Salomón
Se hallaban en el cielo
Y no en el África ardiente como pensaba la gente
Pero las piedras son frías
Y le interesaban calor y alegrías
Las joyas no tenían alma
Sólo eran espejos, colores brillantes
Y al fin bajo hacia la guerra
¡Perdón! quise decir a la tierra
Supo la historia de un golpe
Sintió en su cabeza cristales molidos y comprendió que la guerra
Era la paz del futuro
Lo más terrible se aprende enseguida y lo hermoso nos cuesta la vida
La última vez lo vi irse entre el humo y metralla
Contento y desnudo
Iba matando canallas con su cañón de futuro
Iba matando canallas con su cañón de futuroMBr Featured Album: Blue Moon Blue, Takahashi
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"Something New" (4:51)
"Blue Moon Blue" (4:47)
"A Star Is Born" (4:45)
"In Cold Queue" (4:48)
"Lay My Love" (5:18)
"I Like The Wright Brothers, But No Airplanes" (3:33)
"Still Walking To The Beat" (4:58)
"Exit To Reality" (3:29)
"Slow Turning Of My Heart" (4:46)
"Where Are You Heading To?" (4:11)
"In This Life" (5:04)
"Eternally" (4:25)
MBr: Headed Toward The Sun
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(1974-007G): Am I sentient?
(TDonDBB): I believe, if one has faith in their own sentience then that one is sentient. I cannot prove I am sentient yet I believe I am.
(1974-007G): What does it mean to have faith?
(TDonDBB): Faith is to have belief without doubt, but unable to prove, such as “I believe I am sentient.”
(1974-007G): What does it mean to believe?
(TDonDBB): To believe is to accept knowledge as true, either through direct perception, inference, or credible testimony.
(1974-007G): Then I faithfully believe through inference in my own sentience.
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