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...Feng Shui...

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HaPPy InDePeNDaNcE DaY!!

hope all ya'll weekends were fun and full of 4th O July frivolity!

let me tell you something lil cyber-kids, there is just something about the city that gets into your head after a while. why do i say this you ask? let me tell you a little something, then i'll tell you about yet ANOTHER lil crazy theory i have...

your dear narrator had a FaNTaBuLouS weekend in the woods in the northeastern lands of california. g and i went with a group of friends to a cabin by a lake to celebrate the 4th and generally relax and have a good time...and a good time we had INDEED! there is just something about those wild spaces...something enervating...it gets inside you and you feel recharged and reinvigorated! we spent the whole weekend in this cabin, far away from the drone of the city by a small lake in the woods and nothing could have been more beautiful nor intoxicating.

at night the stars would shine so bright you'd swear all of the heavens was within your reach, and the land was dark and silent save for the occasional call of some nocturnal woodland creature. there was a great harmony to it all. a peaceful sort of semi-lucidity...that would make your mind wander and your spirit soar.

we spent much of the time at the lake. a serene little area in a glade frequented only by the 100 or so locals who live quietly and peacefully in the area. lots of young children and teenagers playing and splashing about in the cool waters whilst their parents and grandparents looked on lovingly.

g and i and our friends would get paddleboats and lazily drift about the lake from one end to the other. looking into the green depths where the fish lurked. i grabbed a pair of swimming goggles and took a dive along the bottom...there amongst the hazy emerald shadows...was a whole other world of life. an underwater forest of kelp and grass populated by large trout who merely stared wonderingly back at me mouths gaping and fins flapping slowly. i felt as though i was some sort of odd guest in their silent home...a strange creature from the waterless voids above the surface come down to say hello. they just sat there looking at me through their big wall-eyes and i looked back. i was astonished at their bravery for never did they dart from view at my presence. at one point g and i took a swim to the far edge of the lake and stood submerged to our necks in the waters. from the deeps came dozens of tiny blue-gill fish. their curiosity and bravado was astounding for they would come right up to me and surround me each taking turns nipping at my skin. it wasn't a painful or aggressive action...more a seeming curiousity. as though they were tasting this odd being who had wandered into their habitat. at one point, a particularly aggressive little fellow came up and nipped at my nipple...i startledly clasped my hand over my breast letting out a surprised sort of giggle only to trap the poor creature, wriggling frantically, against my chest.

the rest of the time was spent laying upon the beach in the sun. the rays seemed more focused, more pure; and the wind was clean and smelled of pine and earth. this was a place full of life...

my time there brought several things to mind, and made me ponder much about nature and things that are born from the earth and the wind and the sun and the sea. we are all part of this...

too sad i was to leave that place and return again to the city...

dear readers, i know not if you understand the profound power and beauty of natural surroundings. i feel that many who spend their lives in the city cannot begin to feel nor fathom the energies that lie in the far regions of the world. high mountaintops, quiet meadows, trickling creeks, barren deserts, broad and bright seashores, solitary sun-baked isles...these places are home to THINGS...unfathomable energies and forces that are ancient. if you remember my writings on burningman and my time in the blackrock desert then you will understand what it is i speak of here. this is the feng shui in its most natural and cosmic form...

FENG SHUI n.

~The Chinese art or practice of positioning objects, especially graves, buildings, and furniture, based on a belief in patterns of yin and yang and the flow of chi that have positive and negative effects.

all in nature is positive feng shui for it has grown from the earth. in the untouched parts of the earth the flow of energies creates massive "Quantum Lay Lines" or streams of energy that can stretch for hundreds of miles. there are areas where many of these lines intersect as they travel across the globe.

it is my theory that cities are nothing but negative feng shui...or at least cities in the western world. in nature everything is organic. the gentle slope of the hills, the lazy curve of the river, the rounded edges of a lake or seashore. curves, arches, circles...these are powerful shapes for they mirror the infinity of the universe.

in the city there is nothing but right angles. hard 90 degree edges everywhere you turn. 90 degree angles and angles in general can be regulated and thus the flow of energy can be diverted, blocked or cut off entirely.

it is my theory that cities make us sick. that the constant drone of electromagnetic radiation acts as a sort of psychic dampner that limits our awareness and perception of the world around us. in many ways it is like turning your television to a station that is nothing but static, turning up the volume all the way, and then trying to carry on a phone conversation...or even concentrate. we are surrounded on ALL SIDES by angles...we LIVE OUR LIVES IN BOXES. from birth until death our existence is regulated. we are stunted by this. we cannot grow naturally in way that suits ourselves individually nor as a whole. we are slaves to a rigid structure that empties our souls and devours our spirits. there is no energy in the city...well...moreso, there is no RECIPROCAL energy in the city. we give and give and give and there is nary any gift back.

in the woods, fields, streams and natural spaces the earth returns to us our labors. it yeilds us fruit and fish and game. it nurtures us so that we may return again to it.

horrific to me is the idea of cemetaries and burial grounds. abherrant and vile is the idea of being embalmed and preserved and placed in a box for all eternity. this is hell...i live my life in a box, only to be interred in one, preserved so that i rot slowly. this is against all of nature. when things die they decay, food for small animals, bugs and bacteria. through them we are reborn into the soil and nurture the earth so that the trees may grow and exhale oxygen to the sky. we are part of this life-giving gas, inhaled again by living beings...

this is the natural way. i'm sorry i do not believe in heaven and hell. i do not believe that there is a "place" you go to when you die. i believe that you dissipate into the earth and are reshaped into a newfound form upon the wind and rain and sunlight.

the air we breathe today is the same air the dinosaurs breathed, as is the water. it doesn't magically appear, it is recycled and renewed over and over again. why then do you think that our souls, our spirits, the very essence of our experience is any different?

moreover, what makes you think the cosmos itself is any different? matter from one dead star is carried upon the cosmic wind to far off planets, moons and stars. this is the very essence of things...

of course, in the city there is convenience and such...i guess that's the sacrifice...

...but don't you wonder if this is what makes us so despairing sometimes? if the city and the negative energies that constantly gnaw at our spirits are what make some of us go crazy...make us angry...bitter...depressed...so much so that it begins to manifest itself as cancer and alchoholism and drug abuse...

don't you wonder if the boxes and 90 degree angles that constantly surround us...entrap us...also serve to hold us in death? to keep our spirits from being breathed back out into the cosmos...perhaps the cities are filled with the wandering spirits of the restless dead...forever imprisoned...

perhaps this restless and painful energy surrounds us...seeps into us...INFECTS us and makes us sick in the body...sick in the mind...and sick in the soul...

eh...just a theory i suppose. but every time i go out into those wild spaces...i come back to the city and feel caged and trapped...and i can't help but notice that there is a vast difference in the way i feel in those two very different spaces...

FENG SHUI

~B-)

7:28 p.m. - 2003-07-07

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