what music are you listening to now

[Cyanatta]

[Spaced]

In honour of the pink moon last night

[schubert]

full playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL...pAKhu5RVKX

[Spaced]

[Cyanatta]

Hell yeah

[sillypumpkins]

Turn on Your Lovelight!

https://archive.org/details/gd1969-02-27...6/t09.flac

[Cyanatta]

[Spaced]

We could always go home,
But everybody says this is the place to be

[Spaced]

[Black Dragon]

[Dekalb_Blues]

You Gotta Fight (The Evil Technocracy*)
For The Right
To Parrrr-ty!

Parrrrr-TAY!!!
[^ Typical contemporary plague-free Zoom web conference GONE WILD]

 Here's looking at you, kid


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Placebo buttonry --- REVEALED!!!

 Right on the real button
Not like it was designed-in or anything



User illusions?

 Do watch in 720p

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* Evil Technocracy loves you longtime!, says noted Cyberinfowarrior & Deplorably-Non-Greta-Like Smartypants, WhatsHerName-chan bae

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[Samudtar]

[schubert]

[Cyanatta]

[LeafieGreens]

Lemurian Music

Pure human resonating tones.

Great for meditating or even just humming along. Instant peace.

[Dekalb_Blues]

Cue The Perfect Blend: 
Valkyries, 女战士, მანდილი, Aldous H. & Suzy-Q Too

 Airborne All The Way!



 Kids, don't try this at home



 ...You talkin' to me?


Full scene



It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings.
--- Folk proverb


Meanwhile, on the home front:
 Any questions?

[sillypumpkins]

[schubert]

[flofrog]

[sillypumpkins]

[Spaced]

[Cyanatta]

[Steppingfeet]

♫ How long have I known you, brother?
Hundreds of lives, thousands of years
How many miles have we wandered
Under the sky, chasing our fear?

Some kind of trouble is coming
Don't know when, don't know what
I will stand by you, brother
Till the daylight comes or I'm dead and gone

Don't turn away, don't tell me that we're not the same

We face the fire together, brothers till the end
Don't run away - our time will come, but not today
I stand beside you, brother, with you till the end

I've shared my life with you, brother

Since I recall, you've been my friend
You say we're not like the others
Still, we must die; all things must end

I know we can't stop what's coming
But I will try, oh, how I'll try
Will you fight with me, brother?
One last time, one last fight?

Don't turn away, don't tell me that we're not the same

We face the fire together, brothers till the end
Don't run away - our time will come, but not today
I stand beside you, brother, with you till the end ♫

[Dekalb_Blues]

Some Now-Catalytic Vintage Music For Mother's Day


Sometimes one cannot understand one's parents until one has walked enough 
miles in their shoes -- covering the same kind of rough terrain in the same kind 
of heavy weather, meeting the same kind of strange, scary wild creatures along 
the way...



The million-mile-per-smile approach:


The thousand-baby-kisses approach




Al Jolson, was born Asa Yoelson on May 26, 1886 in Lithuania to an observant Jewish family, which left Russia for America when he was a child; this was during the massive late-19th/early 20th-century diaspora of Eastern European/Polish/Russian Jews to the New World, focussing on New York City. The son of a cantor, he first sang in a synagogue, and was expected by his family to pursue Hebraic divine studies into adulthood. Eschewing this, he ran away from home to join a circus; in 1906, following on his intense interest in American black cultural arts, he became a black-faced café and vaudeville entertainer. After he began working on the New York stage in 1909, he rose to stardom, and was considered by many to be the greatest entertaining talent of his time.
Part of his appeal was that he integrated American black musical memes (especially the then cutting-edge "jazz" ones) into the traditional framework of Old World Jewish dramatic stage/music hall performance memes; his career went from strength to strength as the popular mass-entertainment music/stage/cinema businesses and industries (centered first at New York and then at Hollywood) came to be financially controlled and thus aesthetically directed by the most powerful of his fellow Old World Jewish émigrés (who established themselves as among its major investors, magnates, and moguls).  In 1923 Jolson was signed by famed Hollywood film producer D. W. Griffith to appear in Mammy's Boy, but the film was never made. Three years later he sang three songs in an experimental sound short, April Showers (1926). The following year Jolson became immortal when he starred in The Jazz Singer, the world's first talkie (though most of the sound was background music), in which he spoke several sentences including the famous line "You ain't heard nothin' yet!" He next appeared in the part-talkie The Singing Fool (1928), which grossed more money than any film until Gone with the Wind (1939). Through the mid-'30s he starred in a number of formula musicals, but changing public tastes led to a gradual decline in his popularity; his generation of diasporic émigrés had been superseded by its American-born offspring, who had different, more assimilated tastes. After Jolson received some attention for singing for troops in World War II, his life was the subject of the film The Jolson Story (1946), in which he dubbed the songs for star Larry Parks. The film was a great box office success, resulting in a sequel, Jolson Sings Again (1949). From 1928-39 he was married to actress Ruby Keeler, with whom he appeared in Go Into Your Dance (1935). He went on to entertain troops in Korea during that early-'50s semi-world-war, shortly after which he died of a heart attack.
His artistic legacy is now commonly viewed through a powerful currently-endemic cultural-critique lens which doubtlessly would seem quite alien, artificial, and mischievously tendentious to someone conditioned with his somewhat-more-innocent generation's now-quaint worldview.

 Twin towers


Athanor (from Arabic التَنُّور‎ (at-tannūr, "the baker’s oven”; falsely but poetically ascribed to Greek Θάνατος, "deathless")
In the secret guild-language of the medieval European alchemists' culture (derived from heavily-influential Arabic doctrinal sources), this refers symbolically to an evolutionary furnace of alchemical sublimation and transmutation via the occult fire of the spirit (which burns eternally of itself, inexstinguishable). It is the mysterious experiential furnace in which the mind, the body, and the soul of fragmentated unregenerate man are purified, transformed, and alloyed, enabling the now-refined, integrated, and strengthened man to choose the right Way to reach the Truth, so as to make his fate align with his destiny in synchronic unity with the unfolding Great Design of the Infinite Creator.
It was also called the "Philosophical furnace," "Furnace of Arcana," or popularly, the "Tower furnace."

'Cause when love is gone... there's always justice.
And when justice is gone... there's always force.
And when force is gone... there's always Mom.
Hi Mom!


This jewelry-work follows the labyrinthical line, freely inspired by the spiritual message left by the great Neapolitan alchemist Raimondo di Sangro inside his Sansevero Chapel. This particular line symbolizes the difficulty and importance of the path of awareness. The gammata crosses and concentric squares allude to the tetragon of elements, or the four forces of nature -- earth, fire, air, water -- essential for the survival of life.


Thanks for giving of yourself, Mom! 
--- Horus


The eminent British Orientalist translator of Tantrik texts, Sir John Woodroffe, in his Garland of Letters (Madras & London, 1922) writes, "Kali is so called because She devours Kala (Time) and then resumes Her own dark formlessness."


O Maha [Great] Kali
Darkness like the night
Burning as a light
Have mercy on me
Take from me all that is not free
O Maha Kali
Holder of the sword
Dancing on your lord
Have mercy on me
Take from me all that is not free
O Maha Kali
Carry me across
This ocean of life and death
On the wings of your Name
Take from me all that is not free
O Maha Kali
Dancing in my heart
Remember, play the part
Have mercy on me Ma
Take from me all that is not free
O Maha Kali

[sillypumpkins]

[Samudtar]

Have been catching the Martian vibes pretty strong lately...

[schubert]

when ur mind wants a little crazy stimulation

[sillypumpkins]

"One way or another, this darkness got to give"

[Spaced]

[schubert]

original mix: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ah6mmuRSJuI
found this from this legendary stream (anjunadeep edm radio) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4MdHQOILdw