It's all shakin' and quakin' and heartburrrachin'. There's no end in sight, and beginning anything has become rather daunting. It's that quakesand, unsynching feeling. Terror Infirma. Welcome to the Nude Age. Raw raw raw. The powerlessness of power is vivid and the vulnerability is palpably unpalatable. It's kimchi time. The ferment is heading East, fragrant and biting. By the time your read this...... who knows....... Bombs away in some Seoul searching drama? More Isriled offensive defense? A Pakistunning rabblation? These rip robbers wanna pop a cap in the world's ass so baaadddd. Likely it'll happen. The Boys can't keep the toys in their pants. Their slobber and their grim clobbers are very likely to come out. Greed and Need are the horses of the EpochEclipse. Serf and turf are on the whirled's plate. Fork it over or get knifed in the back. Pass the salt and pepper the wound. How victimy can the tyrants get and which victims want the tyranted ravings the most? The Predator and the Prey are in a Death Dance. Innocence and guilt are not what they appear to be. Becoming conscious in these most protected areas of the psyche is the agendi of the daze. Don't try to wake up. You've never been asleep. The spin of the mind, incarnate and spiritual, is the whirled wind that blows all along the watchtower. Come down from the crown and up from the rut. Be. Let the Dream melt from you. It'll be the only way through as the night mare runs gallopily in the pits of the forgotten. None of it is you and you're not in it like you think. Unthink, undo and remember what Mom always says: Clean Underwear.

Not only is North Korea the bomb, Ban Ki-moon of the Republic of Korea is the new Secretary General of the UN. I reckon there'll be a ban on chi and the moon soon. For those without historical memory, the US fought a so-called war there in the early 1950's, the pre-Viet Nam, pre-Iraq, pre-Afghanistan MASHing. The karma is thick there for us and them. Korea is a very shamanic culture with a lot of terror in its belly. It has been raped from every which way because of being on the peninsula betweenst some extremely intense cultures called China and Japan and throw in some odd bits of Mongolia and the Soviets and thereby them kommie killin' Yanks. It's the inflamed appendix of Asia. Cutting it out won't cure the disease. Facing what it represents offers clarity.

Cultures caught in the cross fires are in flames because they hold the rigid polarities of East/West, Xristian/Muslim, white/black, rich/poor et al. All of this is in our faces collectively and personally from here on out. Unity is just another form of polarity with glue/goo on top. Being with whatever is the way through. No big deal, no dogma, no Missionary position. But the whirled is built around the splits. Not the split from God/Oneness and all That, but the polarizing software of the suffering of the Dream. All the other whirleds, heaven/haven/nirvana are the splits too. That is why you can't find refuge anymore. The old trances don't work. The new ones won't either. Untrance. Get off the sacred duff. Be, express, choose, laugh, cry, rage against the empire/umpire, but finally do what you want cuz there's no peace of you if you are fighting the good and bad game inside. That shit just leaks out in the outpicturing and that's the way the whirled turns.

In the personal, the week ahead carries on with what I wrote about last week. Check the Archives if you missed it. Hootchie mama, cherry poppin' daddy and all that. The heart ache wants the heart balm. Balms away, whether you like it or not. The underbellydancing of the overburden of karma, the dance of the Tantra, the old in and out of courtin', that in our era often leads to that other courtin', ......all of that is whipping and frothing at the old bit. Be. Be with each other. Claim your own consciousness as who you are and clear all those dripping projections. You can enjoy your wonderful self with someone else, but if you wanna get your joy from their wonderful self, you'll be awonderin' what the hell kind of a heaven hit ya. No worries maties. It's not your fault or their fault, it's the default in the software, high and low, inside and outside, heaven and Earth. Give up the preying and pass on the admonitions. Be and they shall be with ye.

Fear isn't as real as you think,
Mark