Monakhos

One of my favorite musical groups. Just happened upon this video recently. Quite good in my opinion.

No rabbit hole here.
Seems like a bottomless pit.
Oh! There’s the bottom!

(Note: the last exclamation is happy, not a declaration of hitting “rock bottom.”)

This is one of my favorite pieces of music. I’ve been listening to it a lot lately, so I thought I’d post it here for other people to enjoy.

You are neither earth, nor water, nor fire, nor air, nor space. In order to attain liberation, know the Self as witness of all these and as Consciousness itself.

Ashtavakra Samhita 1:3

Whenever I’m looking for something devotional to read, I always end up with the Ashtavakra Samhita (Gita.) I’m not sure why, but I seem to remember being blown away by it the first time and I guess the memory brings me back to it.

The translation by Swami Nityaswarupananda (Advaita Ashrama publishers) is my favorite. It’s a little clunky to read (it has Sanskrit, a literal translation, and then the paraphrase for each verse and some commentary), but that helps in a way because it keeps me from skimming pages and flying through it.

I figure its about time to post and since I don’t want to wait to remember to write an entire blog post, I figured I’d pull from the poetry section (if you can call it poetry.) It’s more stream-of-conciousness rambling I suppose. Not quite sure what they’re about; they were all written last year (except for the first which may have been written early this year.)

(unnumbered – inspiration fled)

Typewriters typing. Percussive clicks. Soothing the mind. Distracting from reality. It’s not that nice. Sometimes it is. Usually not. Where are you? Come back to me my soul. Come back to me. Come back to me. Kenny Wheeler’s singing me a song. Telling me how to remember, but you’re still not back. Come back to me. Come back to me. Come back to me. Come back to me.

One, two, three, four over four. Five, six, seven over four.

(#11 – unnamed)

Full moon tonight. Devil’s rising up. Witches eat babies. Watch out! Warlocks fly by.

Clouds obscure brightness. Red now white. Clouds make grey fluctuations.

Feasting demons see me. Taste me. Try to eat me. I destroy them.

Holy water. Pedophiles sanctity. Where’s justice? Not there.

(#5 – creation destruction)

Creation destruction. All the same. In and out. Entropy. Dying. Creating. Cells. Break Down. Atoms. Split. Turn to dust. Fly away.

Happy place. No garbage. Or Work. Somewhere else. After destruction. Before creation. Somewhere. In the middle.

(#2 – death)

Separation death. Later maybe. Not tonight. Today was nice. So tomorrow we’ll see. No promises. Only thoughts. Disorganized. Random. Noise. We’ll see. Probably not.