I don't even like this music...

It's that point in winter-
Where on the warm days you think, "This isn't so bad."
And when it's a cold day you think, "I hate this. It will never end."

Crawling towards February.

No point in boring you with diatribe. This is a photo update. All (crappy) digital.


We used to play paint ball back here...


I'm working on a small video piece about this buoy right now.




Old light house. I like the texture.


Old fort in Cartagena, Colombia. Of course it took 14 years or something and thousands of lives...


Here you can see the fortress in the midst of the city.
I think it's absolutely crazy that only four hundred years ago thats what the world was. A completely different place filled with completely different rules.
And it wasn't that long ago...




I went to their Modern Art Museum.






...and now its back to this! Winter biking!

Horizons seem Full and Surmountable

So. I've been wanting opportunity to come my way. And that it has.
I always appreciate (and relish) the fact that the universe provides with much more than you even ask for. It seems if there are almost to many things to be done at the moment. Drowning in opportunity is a good place to be.

Just started Godel, Escher, Bach. Look for future content heavily influenced by these lines.

Just a quick update. We'll talk soon.

Godspeed

Hello. Thank you for tuning in again. If the reception is bad - please consider consulting your pineal gland.

The moment of output and input equalizing within oneself is a subtle but important shift in ones consciousness. Developing a meaningful and important connection between ones brain and its vessel (or body) is a difficult yet easily followable pathway. It goes beyond your regular 4-circuit consciousness. (DNA-RNA feedback) BRAIN-BODY feedback loops. Using your bodies energy to propel the mind, and the minds energy to control the experiences and movements of ones body.
You can do this while aware- as a practice, or, while asleep as you have more of your life.

Super Powers are possible. So is levitation. Begin by realizing that its all movable and impermanent.

Oh. And goodnight Mr. Bush. Thank you and no-thank you for your services. I do think that even if our opinions differ to the point of extremes, that you tried what you thought was best. I do not believe you were malicious or evil. But I do believe that you were wrong. You surely will be remembered in times to come.

My Oh My

Well I was gone for a bit of an extended break there. No connection with much of my internet world. This creates an interesting vacuum for my digital self to now re-inhabit. So what of this world that keeps moving at 107278.87 km/hr? (at least in one direction)

The time for extended thinkings and long stares at pinpoints in space has now flown. We reach a more critical moment as the points on the map turn into larger circles of confusion. Sometimes when the focus goes, you realize that there are only a few directions to move in anyways. I do not miss the clearer resolution. HD is for people who are stationary. Now I realize that I already have my direction and the loss of sharpness is a result of the speed in which I am traveling.

The interconnectedness of this universe, my cells, and our relationships seems to be both gathering glue and losing their grip in the same instance. This is the secret- that all dualities must co-exist together. It is their discord that gives us this illusion of Euclidean 3-D.

Our adventures become more real as we grasp this being the only moment that we are available to. I know you're out there- and that you're listening through multiple avenues. The Telepathic lines are being re-opened. Welcome in.

Dot * Dot

Improve the world. Little by little through smart design, forward thinking, and inovation. Always glad someone is fighting the good fight.

Ecofont

Cut the ink you use every time you print by 20%

When things fall wayside and the bottom is cold

Things are becoming more icy, more cold, and whatever word is four times harsher than brisk. I fear the end of the biking season, while I have not officially hung up the tires yet, I may have to admit that December 14th was the last day I ventured out.

Personal projects and business development is on the fore front of the mind. I'm hoping to find the website (klaserfilms.com) up and running with reels and magic sometime soon in the new year. Hopefully this will also help facilitate the final creation and production of MinotaurTV (MTV if you will...)

We'll be uploading the Sky Factory music video, the Artisan Time Lapse, Personal Reels, Science Dog, an unfinished Icarus2.0 trailer and Charles Shaw's lecture all quite soon. In the mean time its back to the editing bay.

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Always remember that there is more behind the mud in your head. The reality of everyday repetition clouds the under current of your more primal thoughts. While these areas of your mind may seem "sinister" or "savage" it can be assured that this is nothing more than the fears and sexual taboos of your far gone ancestors.
If one, such as yourself, finds it easy to dwell upon these thoughts, it is highly encouraged. In times antique you would have been considered to be a spiritual and connected individual, whereupon in this digital and precise age, you are seen as dysfunctional, odd, and stubborn.
Please use your dreams as road maps to the future. Make sure to channel
appropriately. And remember no man is an island-- yet we are all islands popping up singularly, from the ocean which makes the collective sleepy tide of human thought.

Boring Machines Disturbs Sleep

"Art documentation is by definition not art; it merely refers to art, and in precisely this way it makes it clear that art in this case is no longer present and immediately visible but rather absent and hidden."
-Boris Groys

(stolen from> [nonsource)

Things buzz and it is cold. This winter will take sometime to get through- but I like time that takes time. Because so much of it goes so fast these days. Watching my family grow up is truly strange, as it must be for them to watch me grow up.

More freelance work is needed. And Soon. If you know of any/have any please send it my way.

A day later, I continue writing another post that I am not sure if I will actually publish. I save these and then work on them, and then they are deleted. Quite un-worthwhile.

When we were slightly younger
There were trees that grew up into the heavens, and our fathers
had built tunnels down into the earth.
And we became greedy. Wanting more
So we chopped down the trees, and we moved the earth
which shifted the mantle and collapsed the tunnels
like veins being choked off by old fat binges and white goo.
And then when the sky fell we had no where to run
but its what we deserved and so I was thankful
what is comfortable is not always what we should be
but in todays world- Im not sure if anyone agrees