Steal Yo' Face

[seamus]

Okay I have gone and dated myself.

I'm 36, old enough to have caught the tail end of the deadhead scene. But hey, that's why I am here.

I was cruising the Sacred Geometry site someon inked to in another thread and saw this picture:

http://www.spiraloflight.com/7-torus.gif

and I says to m'self "Crikey! That's a Steal Your Face!" If you don't know what I mean, I mean this:

http://www.greatgads.com/images/stickers/st_steal_your_face_sticker.jpg

any-a-ways... I digress.

Oh.. this whole post is a digression.

The Steal-Your-Face symbol represents walking the fine line between duality. It requires non-attachment to some degree, hence the death's head imagery. If you never did it, I guess you won't too soon, as Jerry's been dead for 12 years, and they just ain't the same without him.

Personally, I think that whole scene was a diversion for people like me to get stuck in. Fortunately I was sufficiently broken (socially) that I was unable to relate even with the Deadheads, and left the scene a couple of years after getting into it. I almost became a hermit in 1999, but instead joined a commune. How's that for polarity switches?

s

[tru3]

[QUOTE=seamus;12695Personally, I think that whole scene was a diversion for people like me to get stuck in. Fortunately I was sufficiently broken (socially) that I was unable to relate even with the Deadheads, and left the scene a couple of years after getting into it. I almost became a hermit in 1999, but instead joined a commune. How's that for polarity switches?

s[/QUOTE]

i can't tell you how many times i wanted to go live in a cave in the last 10 years lol. somehow, i got the sense that maybe it wasn't the best idea for my highest growth. you went from the frying pan into the fire! lol

as for the dead, i missed that whole thing somehow. i guess i got most of my ya-ya's out by 86. i had a kid, finally graduated from college, and i went to work for corporations and put on a suit for 10 years. selling glamorous things like toilet paper and disposable diapers, real consciousness-raising stuff. there were a couple of times, early on, when i realized i had made a dreadful mistake (i was a literature major) and found myself, on long stretches of road, daydreaming about just taking my hands off the wheel, letting the car lazily list as it would, and ending up driving into a bridge abuttment.

a bad day with the deadheads is still better than the best day sitting in a cubicle! :D

[seamus]

a bad day with the deadheads is still better than the best day sitting in a cubicle! :D

Hm that's probably right! Even in that crowd, you had a lot of folks who were there just to surf that razor's edge, to lift their souls to ba'al. The sincere were just as rare and beautiful as at any other scene. I heard from old timers though that it didn't begin that way. Before they hit it big in 86, with "touch of grey", the scene consisted mostly of seekers, I'm told. How things have changed... Now you can find enlightenment online at a much lower price, and you get to keep your cushy lifestyle too. :D j/k

Peace,

s

[soundist]

I realy like the first pic, can you place a link to the Sacred Geometry site?

[seamus]

http://www.spiraloflight.com/

very nicely done site. lots of pretty eye-candy!

s

[tru3]

Hm that's probably right! Even in that crowd, you had a lot of folks who were there just to surf that razor's edge, to lift their souls to ba'al. The sincere were just as rare and beautiful as at any other scene. I heard from old timers though that it didn't begin that way. Before they hit it big in 86, with "touch of grey", the scene consisted mostly of seekers, I'm told. How things have changed... Now you can find enlightenment online at a much lower price, and you get to keep your cushy lifestyle too. :D j/k

Peace,

s

you know, there seems to be a hunger in people to get together and let loose. i mean, the church is nothing if not shrewd; they hijacked all the old earth festivals!

i went to ohio university for 2 years. at that time in the late 70's it was rated by playboy as one of the top 50 party schools in the u.s. halloween was acid night; they closed down the main street and about 10,000 people wandered in and out of bars, putting on shows, flashing each other. there was a real sense of playfulness; nobody talked trash, everyone was respectful to each other, no fights, just a joy to be there. those were two of the best years of my life, but based on my own broken and frozen places, i bailed out, quit school, got married, and went to work in a machine shop.

so, in a very real sense, i can relate to what you're talking about. i'm extremely sensitive to energy, and part of that for me was having fuzzy personal boundaries. i married a woman who basically emotionally blackmailed me and, me being so battered myself, could not resist taking the bait. i knew i had made a mistake about 6 months into the marriage. but i stuck it out for 12 years.

i then met mc. she touched me in ways no human being ever had (emotionally--get yer mind out of the gutter lol), asked me questions no one else dared ask. i remember standing in front of a mirror, and had what joyce called an epiphany: a flash of clarity and insight on the order of once or twice a lifetime.

i saw my past; i always wanted to talk to god, but i could never hear. as the years went by, and i saw my parents' marriage disintegrate, i stopped listening. and i realized every decision i had made from that first turning away was based on a lie, a lie i told myself to pretend that i was safe. that i was alone. completely utterly alone. no one would ever hurt me, because no one could reach me.

and i saw my future: i saw myself, bags packed, leaving as soon as my son turned 18. he was 6 then. do the math. i couldn't do that to my ex. so i had to walk away from that life.

my son is now 20. this afternoon, i went to watch him play a rugby match at college. i'll tell you seamus, this kid is a crackerjack flyhalf! he hit a dropkick in a penalty situation from midfield with a wind at his back, and he just missed wide left. OI! :)

i am such a lucky guy. my son has SUCH a good heart! and, all he does is train, study, and play rugby. because that's what he loves to do! it's humbling to think i had something to do with someone so wonderful.

so, actually facing the truth, turning toward Grace, saved my life. we teach what we most need to learn: if i couldn't learn to show my kid by example to love, who would teach him?

so, i took a leap of faith. i took a leap of faith when i quit my job and moved to kentucky to buy my wife's family business. so far, through Grace, everything that has ever happened to me in my life has been for my benefit.

and here's the thing about taking a leap: the brake, the cushion, the 'chute, if you will, doesn't show up until i'm on the way down!

let's get ready to play in the sandbox, seamus! :)

[seamus]

Did you say you were a machinist? I like to machine things. I want to learn how to make that Edwin V Gray motor Peter Lindemann talks about in that free energy video. Talk about cool.

Actually I would settle for the Clem motor, which is basically a Schauberger Heimkraftwerk with some bugs worked out.

Do a search on keelynet for richard clem. You will be amazed. Then read up on Schauberger's HKW, or, Trout Turbine as it was called. You will see they are essentially the same machine, just as EV Gray's "conversion tube" and Tesla's spark gap were the same device. Like I say it's a wonderful time to be alive.

s

Pete Lindemann's lecture on Tesla's greatest invention: http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1050558/?rel=1173059116

[truthsupplier]

My first "Dead Concert" was Woodstock... days of naked abandon. I held a "chip on my shoulder" for years as the Dead didn`t make the "documentary", and that didn`t flush with this new convert.

Toured with them for a couple of years (off and on, mostly summers and established Tour Dates) selling T-shirts and stuff... made for some interesting and enlightening situations and allowed my understanding of the fact the Grateful Dead are a mindset/lifestyle which holds itself apart from the "Rock" Genre as a whole. A deadhead truly lives the "Golden Rule", through example... not preached from a "pulpit", shared with a multitude of Humanity. Artistry, perfection in representation of an individually unique expression.

Never professed to be anything but mortal, just a fun example of Life lived to it`s fullest. Take nothing but good advice, leave nothing but footprints. Share when your larder permits, especially smiles, they don`t cost much and are readily communicable between like Spirit.