Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Asceticism is no fun… ‘specially in your guts.

Theres some good wirds out there in the cyber gardens right now.
Saladin wrote a blog with some realistic guidelines to health… not having anything to do with following a regimen, except the regimen of knowledge(ing) your self and what your self as body does well and doesn’t… if that ain’t the science of everything in life and the metaphor for everythin I dunno what is.

Maternal started another blog called exquisitely botanical… shes fallin in love with herself as the earth and teachin!… I can identify and so her story is one I anticipate…

Emblem went Veg with C’BS as his conscious… should be a good story… eat some green things while you experiment with this God.

Crabdragon loves y’all and has to get back to work on raising knowledge wisdom cipher add three cipher DOLLARS! !!!!SOLAR!!!!!

I’m gonna introduce the characters to y’all soon… the story is unfolding nicey nice.

indigenous to peru... purple potatoes.. mmmmm


***disclaimer****I am in a good mood today :-D just jokes & truth mixed up into blogorama... and I have cleaned up my language and washed my mouf out wit soap... pardon self if I have offended anyone.

pessimism drives me *bleeep* crazy... and yes I'm about to complain about complainers.

this is where i sit to talk to you-->
(what a mess!)

let me clarify, no matter what your problem is or what your observation is its your fault. I didn't say the circumstance was your fault, I said whatever your problem is. You have a choice in how you react and how you digest whats thrown at you...people and thier judgments aren't the problem, the problem is that they won't identify that what they are seeing in others is based on thier own experiences and judgements about themselves. I could go on a tangent about how you create your reality and actually I am in my head...anyway...how dare you *bleeeep* renounce someone elses divinity, what the *bleeep* do you expect all those folks you passin judgement on to do but to pass judgement on you... how dare you assume that because you "know" (whatever you know) that they don't have somethin to offer you... self righteous, self centered, self absorbed.....

I know I know... this is a note to self. ;-) my judgment is always on those who pass judgment, I oughta kick my own a@@ (behind). ha!

besos
faa

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

29/11/2

goin inside for a while..... to create some majestic representation of me out of clay, stone, or wood...don't do as well with metal.... gonna exersize some physical sensory stimulation.

see y'all in a while.

Monday, July 28, 2008

dragons are firebreathin, beautiful trailblazers, who inspire awe and envy so much so that people sometimes hunt them down to kill them...

crabs walk sideways and sometimes backwards and love to love thier shells that prevent nosy folk from seeing the inner...

dragons are knowitall inciters of (r)evolutions...

crabs are knowitall inciters of remember(ing)...

dragons tell stories of grandeur and fantasy...

crabs like to reminisce over u...

dragons can recite all the holy scripture so swift it'll shut all y'all asses up...

crabs study and understand the science of quiet...

dragons are alone but not lonely...

crabs are lonely but not alone...

Friday, July 25, 2008

metaphors for days and days...

Young Galaxies Have Surprisingly Strong Magnetic Fields: Contradicts Popular Theories

ScienceDaily (2008-07-26) -- The origin of magnetic fields in galaxies is still a mystery to astronomers. Popular theories suggest continual strengthening over billions of years. New research, however, contradicts this assumption and reveals that young galaxies also have strong magnetic fields. ... > read full article

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

in crabdragons knowledge culture rotation (it was 1990 y'all) she read...alot

perusing in her older journals nowadays she finds that a few books that deserve honorable mention that year are.....(drumroll please)

unbearable lightness of being (erotic existentialisms)
message to the blackman(black man is god...)
electric koolaid acid test(psychadelic beginnings)
story of the eye(uh oh!)
100 years of solitude (alchemic translations)

no wonder the girl is crazy huh?

yes sir....progeny prodegy

I obbsessively listen to music. everyone says that right.

My brotherluv, the twintigermonk says the industrial age is over. he's really the only person I can build with on visual stimulation/art/design and theory of... art nerds are the worst arent't we? the combination of philosopher, mathematician with some OCD and the fact that I claim we're high scientists shows that we also have ego's bigger than we can carry most times...

being original in Art school was a tumultuous love/hate affair... going thru your akashic asiatic internal reference libraries every day... and watch it be co-opted. Even still. headphones are your bestest most treasured and dearest friend....to keep the devil off the planet while I'm tryin to manifest divinity...otherwise we'd be having too many conversations about olmecs and eqyptians being original (you wouldn't believe how many dummies think otherwise), and I woulda knocked someone the fuck out if I had to listen to that debate on Art vs Craft one more time.

is bjork original? I don't care.

Herb school was harder because I had to listen to the lecture and couldn't rock the headphones... all the information was original, oozing of melanin... when it was time to build on the science of the pineal gland it was too much for my crab(by)dragon ass...walked out and it took a really long conversation with myself to go back...its all good if they wanna be Wiccan... and I could care less if your 1/16th cherokee and have a friend who's from ghana... I still have to correct you (and wanna smack u)when you ask me to say something in Arabic (we speak Farsi in Iran) and tell me how exotic I am.

...didn't finish either but I miss art theory AND studio access. school ain't for erybody. when I opened my first restaurant that was validated by the people I would meet...these kids in the mountains opened a vegan burger joint, drive thru and all.... super smart on the business tip. And they were ra fooder backpackers who wouldn't even eat the food they were fryin up. I asked the kid who started the vegan burger joint if he went to culinary school. He said he ain even graduate from high school. it made me smile. I dig school and see the benefit to society and at the same time I abhor self righteous academics. especially when we all know that so many supreme scientists were self taught.

...so I obsessively listen to music. and while I know everyone says that, I know I do it more than most. children of musicians & artists are a strange breed. progeny prodegy who can play anythin by ear, and who carry a soundtrack with them erywhere they go...

...then what happened?

Saturday, July 19, 2008

she plays in the dirt.

gardening. turning it over...takin care to keep the worms. planting... always from seed, even tho 'they' always tell her not to. weeding, but only when they shove the newborns. watering...obsessivly because she lives in the desert. prudently pruning even tho she loves overgrowth.

she plays in the dirt.

clay makings. kentucky ball clay, silica, a lil flux. high fire all day er'yday. ferment till it smells. knead and knead all her tensions away (and bubbles too) preventing explosions in firewater in more ways than one. pull up and form with equality of force and skill. trim. add fire x 2.

she plays in the dirt.

a werd.wird.word.wurd.wyrd.drow. drown her thoughts out. she takes dirty words and and and ... washes & shines them up like a favorite...cus washing your brain is as essential as washing your ass.

she plays in the dirt.

hoodfun. dirty jobs. dirty dudes. dirty games w/ dirty rules.

she plays in the dirt.

Friday, July 18, 2008

shvetashvatara upanishad

the faces of god
18.
he resides in the city with nine gates,
which is the body. he moves in the world
enjoying the play of his countless forms.
he is the master of the universe,
of animate and inanimate.

Thursday, July 17, 2008


Sui
The trigram Tui, the Joyous, whose attribute is gladness, is above; Chên, the Arousing, which has the attribute of movement, is below. Joy in movement induces following. The Joyous is the youngest daughter, while the Arousing is the eldest son. An older man defers to a young girl and shows her consideration. By this he moves her to follow him.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

knowledge power all bein born to equality? which equality is that? is equality relative too now?

yup... y'all dun pissed me off for the last fuckin time.

she blogs, its true, b.u.t. doesn't live online and doesn't have a fantasy online persona. has however met people online and has made some lasting friends and met some dudes who are coocooloco! whew. romancing the net is ill advised...b.u.t. a good story *wink*

equality is balance.... i invite you all to implement it into your lives.

crabdragon make every attempt to keep the peace in this piece. she is a romantic (shes not lookinpanub shes just daydreamy), uber super heroin ( I still ain got my badge tho b*it@hes), and loves to hate wyrds and wirdsmiths. this is fun. not required. not obligatory. hardly productive. simply an outlet because clay needs meditation... if it wasn't here in my matrix space it would be in a pretty book in my pretty bag, on my pretty hip (actually all the good stuff still is). She don't speak or understand LOL, RFLOAMDHGJYGHGJG or any of that other shit.

equality is balance.... i invite you all to subscribe to the catalog of the universe... and buy a mirror.

crabdragon is also singular (contrary to unpopular 'belief')...not lookin (always seein) a little arrogant (in the most humble way) and as funny as a crabdragon cockroach from the middle east can b. crabdragon studies all the sciences in life and cross references in her shell and then... makes jokes out of it... with a potty mouth no less, because well... thats how she remembers the lessons...and remembering is why crabdragon tells stories..

equality is balance... i invite you all to digest and defacate.... think about that cycle.

crabdragon mostly loves green things that grow (or don't) and respond in the most subtle way to the energy she emits.... wishing people were only so perceptive. some are... like the sage matrix encyclopedia, and the knowledge seed buddha, and the seeds (evergrowing into the best knowers and BE-ers)... and maybe even the invisible agha.

equality is balance... i invite you all to be yourselves with and for your seeds.

she, the crabdragon is in love.... with... herself.

Monday, July 14, 2008

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Sunday, July 13, 2008

crabdragon was a little girl once and is still on occasion (don't tell nobody). she was born in a strange place in a strange time of star crossed lovers who rebelled without a cause. one dreamy guitar pic away at a war that taught him about her(oin) and one a firecracker disguised as a rose who was stuck in a mason jar.

then here comes teeny weeny big eyed firebreathin crabdragon... fists held high.

they had no idea what to do with such a thing.

in this far away place with these strange people of this strange land there is a story about a one who is dark and curious...about herself and to the universe. she pushes the boundaries till they break. she doesn't want to marry instead she has wanderlust.... until she finds her 'agha' (mister) oh what a sweet dark fairytale... this is the story of crabdragons namesake... sooski

they called crabdragon sooski because crabdragon resembled her in stature and in mannerisms... not like her mother who was a sweet smelling rose (thorns and all)... they had forgotten what daddy was like he'd been away so long... and they thought he was bad luck.

khaleh sooski...

"are you sure she's yours? she doesn't look like you at all... in fact she looks a lil like the mailman...."

the rumors began to fly...

they had no idea what sort of story they were writing for the crabdragon enigma.

khaleh sooski... translation = lil miss cockroach.

cross reference/ I'm not ur substitute lover


An exercise in no beginning nor ending and some funny words.






SM
Knowledge add Understanding borns Culture. Language. Cultivation of… ( r ) evolution of…
SA
Master(y) of the tools you gain from absorbing and transforming and what you do widdum…
Knowledge wisdom cipher ( I already told you I ain got all the degrees and we don’t build on what we don’t know….. soon come but for today… here we are)
4:10 People not nation. Its not culture, its acculturation. Its not cooperative its co-opted. However there is a “language” that has developed over “time”.
4:36 Language is the symbols of culture. mine is mathematics b.u.t.my uncle (my fathers brother who does not know he is my uncle because of the degrees following this one) does not speak his own language. No judgment. Just the reality (oh we’ll build on reality soon enuf)
13:36 What is his own self? His or mine? I think its key to know who were talkin about and if there is a delineation. My own self is FaaTma. Receiver of my brother and fathers light (1), which is then transformed (3) and given back to the seeds/garden/ fed to the world.

by the way... I'm not gon set trip w/ y'all.
22:36 Affirmative. Wisdom is as wisdom does and that’s culture.
31:36 What happens after (anything) is the result of what has happened already. So proper digestion of knowledge creates a culture the process of what happens next.
4:14… yacub was an original man and father of the devil. Sometimes he starts shit. Pay attention to the pattern and the process…. Make them walk every step of the way…
13:14 I will testify to being comfortable as Lieutenant. I don’t wanna be a Man.
4:40 We survey (1) our surroundings completely (9) so that we are equipped to reach each person where they are at (6) so that we can reveal (9) our value system (4) regardless of a person's economic level (0), ethnic group (0), social group (0), or age (0).
To be continued…. Don’t worry.

I-Ching
13. Sameness with people/Fellowship with men. T’ung Jen.
Sameness with people in the wilderness is developmental. It is beneficial to cross great rivers. It is beneficial for a superior person to be upright.

Another translation.
13: FELLOWSHIP WITH MEN in the open. Success. It furthers one to cross the great water. The perseverance of the superior man furthers.

Dhammapada
Verse 13: As rain sweeps through an ill-thatched hut, passion will seep through and untrained mind.

Tao Te Ching
13:
“Welcome discrace as a pleasant surprise. Prize calamities as your own body.”
Why should we “welcome disgrace as a pleasant surprise”?
Because a lowly state is a boon:
Getting it is a pleasant surprise,
And so is losing it!
That is why we should “welcome disgrace as a pleasant surprise.”
Why should we “prize calamities as our own body”?
Because our body is the very source of our calamities.
If we have no body, what calamities can we have?
Hence, only he who is willing to give his body for the
sake of the world is fit to be entrusted with the world.
Only he who can do it with love is worthy of being the
steward of the world.

Upanishads
Prashna Upanishad
Verse 13:
“ The wise see the Lord of Love in the day;
Rayi is the dark night, prana daylight.
Those who use their days for sexual pleasure consume prana, the very stuff of life;
But mastered, sex becomes a spiritual force.

Hagakure
7th chapter, saying 13
In the generation of Lord Katsushige there were retainers who, regardless of high or low rank, were requested to work before the master from the time they were young. When Shiba Kizaemon was doing such service, once the master was clipping his nails and said, “Throw these away.” Kizaemon held them in his hand but did not stand up, and the master said, “What’s the matter?” Kizaemon said, “There’s one missing.” The master said, “Here it is,” and handed over the one that he had hidden.

Friday, July 11, 2008

inspiracy not conspiracy

"..." means "to be continued"... the crabdragon uses "elipses" frequently and its because you are supposed to ...pause...people rarely finish thier thoughts out loud b.u.t. you can see them if you pay attention...ways/mannerisms speak to your all your senses. words can too, altho it prolly takes a highly developed ear to digest words in thier fullness.

older/younger brother amen and crabdragon build alot about the word "cipher". he says cipher comes before knowledge and not after born because it is that pure potential. dragon reminds him that cipher has no beginning nor ending so some place it after born to signify the continuance to knowledge. crabdragon says shes gonna add cipher to her name eventually and knows it'll prolly cause a ruckus. amen says crabdragon is rebellious...

therein is fruit and date-palms producing spathes...

wordplay.

2:10 - sometimes realization that a thing is grafted from its original is all you need to see that bridge to understanding. devil is lived backward...

2:36 - we walk alone (you lil crybabies.) when you find the space between alone and lonely you'll be straight.

11:36 - did somebody ask a question? pay attention!

20:36 - a little over knowledge god add equality ciphers. (always gives me this visual of the queen juggling way too much) the TAO cipher is more than knowledge of god.

29:36 - sometimes we be so worried about what 'they' doin we miss out on making now happen.

2:14 - savage? "able or disposed to inflict pain or suffering" (on self in that blind/deaf/dumb way) civilize? i still struggle with that word...iranian baggage maybe.

11:14 - whats the bond made of? I'd like to know since folks don't even understand the words that be comin outta thier mouths, how can they be held to promise?

bond, "an electrical force linking atoms or the joining of surfaces of different composition" ... we always talking to ourselves ain we. see self is the only binding force to self people. however different we appear... its on you, I mean me...


2:40 circumference 'the distance around the outside of a circle' wisdom culture build born equality... approximately "fairly close to correct" wisdom power add understanding ciphers

following the creationary god degree (1:40 who made it?) and relating to self (earf) it speaks to the 'outward' expression of my tao.


y'all read stephen chang?

Thursday, July 10, 2008

right foods for er'body


Peace Family –
I was meeting with a friend last week… and we were talking about perceptions and business and dollars and money and language and community and being (heart & mind)open and he said something to the effect of “ what does business look like for you?” And I said something to the effect of, it’s not really about business in the common sense of the word, it’s about a movement in community.
We don't have to eat the wrong foods...

I (Faatma, lover of vegetables and people) invite YOU to join us.

We know you want SOLAR to open soon. We do too. This is your opportunity to become a part of a movement in food & culture for YOU(and everybody else). There are those that don’t believe that SOLAR can work because people don’t like vegetables. But we know YOU do.
We are short some dollars to begin the building process for SOLAR and have exhausted all the normal bureaucratic avenues for said dollars. So now we turn to those who have been calling, emailing, stopping by and blowing kisses in anticipation of SOLAR in the CITY.

Sponsorships/Donations/Gifts from you can make it happen and then we can show the universe (and be trailblazers in our city) how invested the people are in their own personal health and the longevity of the community.

It’s always been a part of SOLAR’s mission for the organization and the space to be community driven and for the people and now it can also be BY the people. As you know while we are in the “business” of food, we are also very much in the business of FUN. So in thinking about how to commemorate the people who offer Sponsorships/Donations/Gifts and we‘ve started visioning the inspiracy (not conspiracy) like this:

Whether you have one dollar or a thousand dollars we value you and all dollars are welcome!
*FLOWER ESSENCE* EVERY Sponsorships/Donations/Gifts will forever have their name on the wall of fame & get a limited edition (only 100 printed) SOLAR – innerG & Livity Tee Shirt.

*LEAF/STEM INFUSION* Sponsorships/Donations/Gifts over $100 get the above plus they get to name a plate… whatever they want (so long as its uplifting), whether it’s your name, a superhero, a quote (short)…etcetera (you get the drift)

*ESSENTIAL OILS* Sponsorships/Donations/Gifts over $300 get the above plus they get to name a space. It could be named after you or after someone/thing you admire. Spaces like The kids corner, the bar, the theatre, the gallery, the dining area, the lounge, the kitchen, the community wall, the newsstand, etc….

I’m at SOLAR all day every Monday slanging vegetables for the OG LunchBox and would love to share our plans with you. Come visit me…. I’ll show you the space plan, the “business”plan, the menu (ooooh), and give you a tour.
WE LOVE YOUR GUTS!!!




Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Friday, July 4, 2008

blablablee on culture


we live out here in the valleys by the mountains…desert… power wisdom build cipher miles above the water that I need.
Words are my triggers… words are everyone elses triggers too… I just pay attention.
The Word Culture comes from the latin Cultura which is derived from the word colere meaning appropriately “to cultivate”.
Some people would testify that culture is preserved for the righteous. Just know that a lot of words in English exist in polarity and perception. I mean you can take almost every righteous word and turn it into propaganda or self righteous rhetoric… or you can be right. That’s up to the person I ‘spose. Some would live out a so-called culture of propaganda and half truths none the wiser and swear by its origins having never been at the making. ..also known as Patriotism!

Cultivate means - to foster growth, the work the soil to prepare for crops, to educate or refine oneself, to nurture, to cause to grow….If you’ve ever had a garden (as I do) you know that preparation for planting life is more a more arduous task than planting and cultivating doesn’t end at tilling the soil, it calls for fertilizer, it calls for weeding, it calls for balance of placement and soil quality as well as management of other life forms who are there to take what you have planted… it’s a constant task to cultivate. Self and the garden. Use the metaphors as you will.
within culture we share symbols or language. Our language is older than the sun moon and stars.

You can lay mathematics next to any culture and see how it’s related. You can compare it to the Tao, the Vedanta, the Bible or Koran and see the order of things…to do the knowledge, move with wisdom, to gain an understanding, to propagate our culture, to manifest personal power, to deal in equality, to know that the black man is god, to build nations destroy bad habits and born life in many forms….

…and Eff some fireworks.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

the crabdragon never take naps midday...usually having altogether too many things to do in a day. however today she had some time to do some leisurly reading and went to dreaming....

now before we tell you about the dream, u should be forwarned that the crabdragon is notorious for her lucid, surreal, overtly covertly symbolic dreamvisions. Oh hell naaw they ain't prophetic... its like every character in the dream is an aspect of self and they are playin out some dali-esque wonka version of this life.

**** back in the days when i was a teenager, before I had status and before I had a pager, i.e. when she had roomates, no one would rest in her bed (except for boys) because then they too would have some super uber lucid SEUSS-anian visions.

the crabdragon could fill volumes with her resting travels... it must offer some kind of freedom from obligatory etiquette-ary behavior, some kind of miyazaki on LSD thing happenin.

...so back to the midday dream... she was at the carnival and waiting in some holding area built like a small round theatre while we waiting for the water ride...it was raining... water was spewing in all the old cracks in the walls and there was a water bed in an upstairs room that was literally just a pool that this freak was resting on/in.

water lives in all her dreams, whether rain, floods, storms, you get the point.