Heuristic
The Force is Strong With This One
After spending time on the Cassiopaea network of sites, I often find myself a little depressed and disparaged. Why? Everywhere we turn we see the Control System, and this network of sites is vigilante in its efforts to help, those who choose to learn, become aware of the cornucopia of perpetual dangers we face, and although I am abundantly grateful for all the work Laura and her team exercise to help people become aware of these dangers, sometimes I’m left wondering if there is anything uplifting left in the world. As we have learned, many of the things which used to sooth us in troubled times are in fact things which distract us, or lead us toward entropy; alarmingly this realization can further deflate my resolve to “Keep on Keep’n on.” Then I remember Matt Harding.
The link below has always helped me to remember what joy Is and remember that the easiest way to feel joy is to give it to another. For those of you unfamiliar with this video, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. For those of you who are familiar with it feel free to enjoy it again.
http://www.wherethehellismatt.com/
The piece of music is called “Praan”, composed by Garry Schyman,
The lyrics are a poem written by, Rabindranath Tagore; a very interesting guy in his own right, entitled “Stream of Life” and sung in Bengali by Palbasha Siddique.
English Translation to “Stream of Life:”
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
The link below has always helped me to remember what joy Is and remember that the easiest way to feel joy is to give it to another. For those of you unfamiliar with this video, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. For those of you who are familiar with it feel free to enjoy it again.
http://www.wherethehellismatt.com/
The piece of music is called “Praan”, composed by Garry Schyman,
The lyrics are a poem written by, Rabindranath Tagore; a very interesting guy in his own right, entitled “Stream of Life” and sung in Bengali by Palbasha Siddique.
English Translation to “Stream of Life:”
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.