Morbidity

[Nu Lang]

I post this here as I feel its significant. This memory came to me spontaneously last night, a direct recall out of the blue, usually an indication (omen) of spirit. I posted it in Ra King Roll, a thread I created in Tone that is similar to Carlos's 'album of memorable events' but I use rock music as a guide and all the memories encoded from them. I feel, as odd as this may sound, that IB influence is what began rock'n roll, so that's why I called it Ra King Roll, the Egyptian influence and the idea of alien intelligence in that culture.
Ok, here's the post...
Ok, wow this was a weird recap. It happened last night...a spontaneous memory, out of the blue.



The song is "whip it" by Devo. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIEVqFB4WUo
lol. I never really liked the song much, but it was POPULAR. I didn't
mind roller skating to it, but those Devo guys sort of creeped me out.
Then with that whip in their hands...even creepier.



But the memory of this song is on the car radio and my sister is
driving, probably it was our grandparents car but I can't remember. We
pull up to a convenience store, I think she wanted to get Marlborough
lights cigarettes, and then we went over to the candy section. They had
all these weird candies, like someone at the candy factory had too much
time on their hands, lol, so designed all these weird choices. I
remember I bought some candy that was made in the shape and color of a
hamburger, so it looked like a mini hamburger (even had 'green lettuce')
but tasted like candy. Then I also bought something that was like
chocolate frosting, but it was candy, sold as candy. It was very
strange, our array of purchases.



Then I recall the sun was setting. We were like these wandering gypsies,
vagabonds. We felt such a close kinship and enjoyed each others company
for hours and hours. We didn't feel like going home that day, so one of
us suggested we go to Dunkin Doughnuts (like we needed more sugar,
right?) but it was so we could 'hang out' mainly. And its odd we ended
up there because we never went there, but maybe thats the very reason we
decided to go, I can't recall our reasoning, I just know we got there
around sunset, and were in a melancholy mood (sugar withdrawal plus
being these gypsy-wanderers with no where to go). We had been introduced
to Castaneda's works by that time.



So we got our coffees and doughnuts, and went to the back of the place
to sit down by some wall to wall glass windows. I remember no one else
was in the store but the worker...it was deserted. So as we are having
our coffee and doughnuts and talking, we see outside this glass window
is a cemetery! lol, really bizarre. It was right beside the building
even, like on the same plot of land, on a slight inclined hill that
ended with a concrete wall and behind that were residential houses. And
whats even more bizarre is the way they did the graves. The head markers
and then a mound of dirt piled up where the body would lie. It looked
literally like they failed to actually bury the bodies, that instead
they just dropped them on ground level and then covered them with dirt.
It was very macabre us having the conversation about this in Dunkin
Doughnuts, it made the dunkin doughnuts seen like an illusory state of
mind in which people pretend there is no death...but here is this glass
window wall to wall in the back, and reveals the 'dark secret' of truth
that all the sugar and frosting coated treats humans make to forget
mortality can't prevent it. Then my sister, who is pretty macabre like
me too, but more likely to point it out, said,...oh look there's a
baby's grave. And I looked and saw a grave with a small mound of dirt.
And that really gave me chills.



"Whip it, whip it real good." Sounds like death, it'll whip you real
good when you are trying to enjoy your frosted doughnuts. But we sought
that, my sister and I, the crack between the worlds. That's the reason
we didn't want to go home just yet...home was 'safe' , 'sheltered' and
we were young and full of spirit.
But just looking up the actual
lyrics to the song, I see the voice of spirit...Because they lyrics are
actually very warriorly, lol. They are the words of a man of
action...very short and blunt, 'just do it'. Don't let death whip
you...act. Fight death? No, but certainly the morbidness that overtakes
one when they try to deny it (dunkin doughnuts will protect me, lol...or
McDonalds or Disneyland or whatever the poison) and then are forced to
face death unprepared.
Whip It lyrics

crack that whip
give the past the slip
step on a crack
break your momma's back
when a problem comes along
you must whip it
before the cream sits out too long
you must whip it
when something's going wrong
you must whip it
now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good
when a good time turns around
you must whip it
you will never live it down
unless you whip it
no one gets away
until they whip it
i say whip it
whip it good
i say whip it
whip it good
crack that whip
give the past the slip
step on a crack
break your momma's back
when a problem comes along
you must whip it
before the cream sits out too long
you must whip it
when something's going wrong
you must whip it
now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good

[Nu Lang]

Now watch this video and tell me IBs are not in rocknroll...



Men Without Hats Safety Dance http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjPau5QYtYs
I remember the lines...'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't
dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want
to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out
of this world
Leave the real one far behind
stood out

 S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F-f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y
Safe,
dance!
[Spoken]
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your
friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't
dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want
to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out
of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can
dance
[Sung]
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your
friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't
dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want
to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out
of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can
dance
Danc¨¦e!
We can go when we want to
The night is young and so
am I
And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet
And surprise 'em
with the victory cry
Say, we can act if want to
If we don't nobody
will
And you can act real rude and totally removed
And I can act like an
imbecile
[Refrain]
I say, we can dance, we can
dance
Everything out of control
We can dance, we can dance
We're doing
it from wall to wall
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your
hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody takin' the
cha-a-a-ance
Safety dance
Is it safe to dance
Is it safe to
dance
S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F-f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y
Safe,
dance!
We can dance if we want to
We've got all your life and
mine
As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it
Everything'll work out
right
I say, we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends
behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well
they're no friends of mine
[Refrain]
Is it safe to dance,
oh is it safe to dance [6x]
Is it safe to dance


"We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your
hands" first gate of dreaming, lol!

[Guest]

Nu Lang wrote:Now watch this video and tell me IBs are not in rocknroll...

IBs are everywhere!  Hey have you guys seen that skittles commercial?  I posted it in The Tone.  Definitely IBs in that one!

[Nu Lang]

Yes, I had my suspicions they infiltrated the candy business. We all know they are behind the coke and pepsi wars...funny stuff...

[Nu Lang]

note: in that safety dance video..there is a fork in the road...he deliberates but chooses the left side. Left is nagual and right is tonal.

[Nu Lang]

The subject of Japan came up in dream forum. I have had many indications about Japan lately. It ws mentioned about the ap of the inhabitants of that small island. I think the perception of the Japanese is significant. Because they are a rather small population but look at their influence on the world by comparison. The Chinese abhor the Japanese due to what happened after Hitlers reign and then the Japanese used the techniques and medical technology used on Jews to experiment on Chinese prisoners and I won't even go into detail what happened there but its horrifying. So I decided Japan as a country falls into the subject of morbidity. They are a beautiful culture as well, its really quite a contrast of beauty and horror, I have found.



Anyway, I was goign to post this is the dream forum but decided it didn't belong there so I place it appropriately here.



Japan



I noticed the Japanese have a propensity for horror and ghost tales like no other culture. I have felt for some time its due to influences (spirits) in their region and makes the ap of inhabitants there drawn into morbidity. I say this based on having watched a few Japanese horror films, they just go about as far as one can go in shock factor. Their enjoyment of being scared senseless is quite unique. Then they have these shows that are like game shows but people get hurt, which the audience finds funny. Anyway, when it was mentioned about uranium spirits, that made me think of influential factors people there are exposed to.



Then there is Aokigahara forest. Many paranormal investigators consider this the most haunted place on earth. Aokigahara (青木ヶ原), also known as the Sea of Trees (樹海, Jukai), is a forest that lies at the base of Mount Fuji in Japan. The caverns found in this forest are rocky and ice-covered annually. It has been claimed by local residents and visitors that the woods are host to a great amount of paranormal phenomena. It is an old ancient forest reportedly haunted by many urban historical legends of strange beasts, monsters, ghosts, and goblins, which add to its serious and sinister reputation.
Why would this be of significance to a westerner who does not involve in Asian culture? Well, becasue Japan is an influential country so you don't have to go to Japan to receive Japan, it will come to you. Many of our machines are from Japan. Machines make work easier but machines 'dehumanize' as the song Mr Roboto says. I was just listening to it the other day by coincidence. Also, westerners aer affected because in dreaming there are no boundaries or borders, humanity dreams collectively. So even if you don;t live in Japan or study Japan, does not mean you are unaware of things pertaining to that region.
Finally, the wavespell we have just begun, which I will post today in Mayan thread, Is Yellow Magnetic Human. Yellow human is like a radio receiver that transmits the frequencies of disembodied spirit. This imagery alone is very a kin to what Japan has contributed to the world...technology, and in this case, the view of the human body as a forum of technology to receive and transmit inorganic frequencies, much like a radio.

[Nu Lang]

Oh and two women from Japan I just recalled. On was when I was little. Her name was Fumiko, she married this big white man named Bill. They met during his military tour. I will never forget Fumiko. I was abotu 12 at the time. When I would go to their house, she would squeal in delight at seeing me, like I was her long lost daughter. Such affection poured out of this woman, much like a dog who sees its owner when he returns home. She would go to her bedroom and retrieve all these items to give to me. She loved to give me things, and wait on me, feed me and just give me so much attention. I loved Fumiko back even though I was uncomfortable with all her attention, I loved how she was so able to love another without expecting anything in return.



Then there was Masako, a friend I had in my 20s from work. My contact with her somehow has put the energy of Japan in my body. I've had lots of friends from other countries but never do I feel I walk away with the country inside me. But in Masako's case, I do feel that way, that due to being in contact with her, a part of me is Japanese (as if I've lived there)...hard to explain. And she is a woman with power, though she didn't realize it like in Toltec terms. She could see into people very keenly.



I have no strong desire to live in Japan though. We had an opportunity to last year, but their requirements on pets entering were too stringent so we didn't go. We almost went to Korea too. I love Asia, but honestly I never planned to be here, lol. Its like I was pulled here. And my whole life has Asian themes but again I never sought the cultures out directly.

[Nu Lang]

Also ...I wrote about this before somewhere here I think in sorcery stories in this forum. That Masako is the one who painted the Japanese character "Dream" (Yume) for me, which I still have in storage in the States.

[Nu Lang]

Just watched something funny. I was in a taxi today, and in the back seat and they have TV screens mounted on the back of passenger front seat. Well, usually I don't pay attention to the TV becasue it's ads I always thought, but this one was a TV show. It was a western program and its those practical joke shows where they trick people on camera, out in public. Well, this one went like this...



Its filmed in a drug store. They have the surveillance camera mounted behind the cash register. The customers approaching the check out thus can see themselves on the screen. Its mounted to where there is no doubt they will notice it. The cashier is in on the joke. She has a lever to push that causes an image to appear on the TV screen so it looks like its behind the customer to the left. The image is the grim reaper. So, at a certain point the cashier says somethign like she needs to step out for a second, then she pushes the lever and the image of grim reaper appears on TV and the customer thus sees themselves and the reaper behind them. Then we watch them react. They stare blankly at the TV, some just keep staring, others turn around to look where the reaper 'should be' then they look back, dumbfounded. All the people shown in this...and I only watched a few because the cab ride was ending , but all people in this seemed to sort of freeze up, look a bit stunned. But it was funny to watch.



Why is it funny? Maybe because one...its staged and thus not really happening. The other reason is the person changes. They were all wrapped up in their thoughts, fumbling with their cash or shopping goods and then suddenly their concerns whatever they were don't matter anymore and they are totally in the moment and focused on figuring out what is going on. I still can't figure out why thats funny to watch but it is.

[Guest]

For a couple of years in high school, until she got pregnant and switched schools (we had a special school that provided mothering classes and daycare for the babies to teenage mothers), I had a dear and best friend who was half Japanese. Her mother was Japanese and her father met her while he was in the service and brought her here. I believe that her parents, the mother's parents, that is, still reside in Japan.
We never had a falling out, my friend and I, and I often thought of her in the years afterward and even got to visit with her a time or two. Recently we reunited on Facebook and we are still just as fond of each other as ever.
Her mother was VERY Japanese. I think I got some of that Japanese-ness, too, from our friendship.
Another thing in common, it seems!
I'll have to read up on that forest...it intrigues me as all haunting type things do...I guess that part is definitely connected to the Japanese-ness I think I got...from osmosis!
LOL

[Nu Lang]

How interesting you got that osmosis too. So its not only me turning Japanese, lol.



Also, last night a travel show I am watching went to Japan...some things said that I remember...99percent of the people born in Japan stay there (don't migrate out of Japan) and another interesting fact is, there are no social classes thus no minorities in Japan. I mean perhaps there can be some cases of this I'm sure, but compared to the rest of the world cultures, they are the most evenly classed society.



Yes, that forest, there is something about it Bel, I just know it. I have watched their horror films and they reveal that inorganic awareness. There is no other comparison to horror, that is, no other culture was doing it before the Japanese started it then people started copying it...like the movie The Ring is actually Japanese in origin...Ringu. I say the forest brought that about. That unusual and extremely creepy horror. That seems connected to nature in some way...you know, elements, the earth.



Another thing about Japan is they love order, minimalism and cleanliness. Their country by comparison to others is spotless.

[Guest]

I looked at some photos from that Japanese forest...yes, I absolutely agree that there is something to it...I felt something there...something I already am familiar with even if not fully planted in my mind's eye...I've felt that same feeling when looking at, and reading about, other sites here and there across the globe.
There is a place in Russia...in Siberia I think it is...I need to look it up so I can share and see if you get the same feeling.
There are others but they are not called to mind right now...put away back in the corner of the closet...but they'll step forward and I'll be able to definitely compare to see if the feeling is indeed the same or only similar.
Not that it matters...but I am the kind of person somewhat attracted to morbidity..not my own but in others...it is an investigative attraction and I think it is because I simply want to understand all I can about man's greatest unknown and fear...called "death."
I'm friends with death...very close friends and I have no fear of my own body's return to Mother's organic life cycle on Earth...but that doesn't help me help anyone else because for me, it's always been that way or headed toward...I do not relate to it hardly at all but I do want to help anyone I can to release themselves from it's icy grip!
It's just so much better to live out from under the shadow of the mortality! I want to share.

[Guest]

It is called the "Valley of Death" in Russian, Uliuiu Cherkechekh, and it is in Siberia, as I thought.
Here is one link I found, that I read myself some time back:
Fortean Times
Here's another that I have yet to read but will try to get to today:
http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/cienc ... ska09a.htm

[Nu Lang]

Not that it matters...but I am the kind of person somewhat attracted to morbidity..not my own but in others...it is an investigative attraction and I think it is because I simply want to understand all I can about man's greatest unknown and fear...called "death."I actually have been too. I was drawn to Edgar Allan Poe at a young age, and also horror movies, ghost stories. I liked to seek out that fear. Of course when I found it I was like "okay, now what do I do?" but something in me wants to see the shadow rather then look the other way, but it can be difficult too. For the shadow is us, we are the shadow. What does that mean to me as I say it? It means that fear can grip us at a most unbearable level, one that makes one want to just run and run and run. Deny the sight, deny the feeling. This only delays the inevitable. Death is us and we must face it. Duncan Dounuts, or whatever one's poison, won't save us.
There was a man we would say hello to every time we passed by this restaurant we go to here. He was so friendly, a feeble looking man, so sweet and humble. Poor. He had a cart full of goods...cigarettes, cards, nuts, crackers, all virtually useless junk that he sold, which made him seem even more feeble. But he was so nice and he always tried to give us free stuff and we always tried to over pay him. He'd give us snacks, most of which we didn't like but would take them gladly, and we would buy him some food from the restaurant which he would take gladly and not sure if he wanted it either.
Well, last few times I have passed that way, his cart is not there. I wonder what happened to him. I don't know for sure. I would like to think they just shooed him away because he was a cart salesman and they are trying to modernize and bring in fancy shops so chasing the little man out. But I know this can't be so because there are still other cart people around, only his is gone. So I think its possible he died. He didn't seem like the type to retire. In fact I felt he did that cart thing just to keep busy.
Truth is, he could have had a number of things happen to him. But what I should ask myself, which I do is, why do I need an explanation? Why is it I prefer it be anything besides death, when I know death is inevitable? What difference does it make if he dies today or next year, he is going to die. He is as good as dead. We all are.
The key to death is being able to face it without falling into morbidity or running away from it. To do this one has to stand on that precipice and test themselves.

[Guest]