A Rap/Song
Inspired by “Forgot About Dre”
Y’all know me, still the Same Ol’ G, in the Tehillim
Hated on by most these peoples climbin steeples yappin babble rousing rabble sippin eatin’ evil all day,
And I’m sad to say, that the map is gone, its burnt bats under the flat cap’n who doesn’t even know how to navigate,
While we raise a ray, of light to win the finite fight, until the time is right to bring the keys, and make a toast to Me.
But I’m sad to see, that everyone is broken and they jokin cuz it’s open to intruders all around, dissolving the walls down, acidic to kedushah is the tumah that you passin through in rumors
Come see, toh chazi, the elevation station in which we’ll found a Holy Nation that be livin in Zion making sacrifices to The Holy One Blessed is He, the Life of all the license and the requisite despite this just
Grow, Grow, Grow Grow! oh yeah, you know, we just
Grow, Grow Grow Grow grow oh, you know, that’s how we
Grow, Grow Grow, grow…
Grow, grow grow…
and Flow.
It’s a crisis, deny it, I write this, to be freeing up bees, crystallizing the honey, makin’ flourish these Trees, of Life, find a wife, settle live a little give a little 10 percent to charity, now that is Holy
Guacamole, lime and salt, we made it, shake and bakin’ like a raisin iin the sun, it’s just begun with everyone, believe ‘cause you can feel it comin
Redemption, ge’ulah, you got moolah, so spend it truer because sooner than later we gonna bust it all up and see the Mikdash rise up, in the city Yerushalayim and party like we can’t fight it anymore because you’re muscles were so sore you gotta
Grow, Grow Grow Grow! you know, you know, it’s like
Grow, Grow Grow Grow Grow, up on past what you gonna
Grow, Grow Grow Grow
these crops ain’t gonna water themselves
these bricks ain’t here for building shelves
the tribes shvatim they number twelve
all of them shall
Grow, GROW! grow grow.
you know. you know
i know.
Grow, Grow Grow grow Grow, ohhhhh
you know. you know.
art by Richard Quinn (above middle) and David Friedman (bottom)
on a rampage
Starting to use this tumblr now as a blog since www.nathanhakimi.com basically became a springboard for networking purposes.
Rosh Hashanah just ended and we are entering Aseret Yamei Tshuvah, 10 days of repenteance until Yom Kippur.
Right this moment begins Shabbat Shuva, the Shabbat of Repentance between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur.
Torah, Judaism, and G-D aside, here’s what is going on that is a lot to think about never mind talk about never mind actually find someone willing to listen about it hence you have to post it on a blog in the corner of the internet somewhere so you don’t feel too awkward or self-aggrandizing about it:
WHY do I have to go through all this STUFF and why is it so hard to COMMUNICATE about it with anyone EVEN/ESPECIALLY those with whom that thing is particularly strongly shared (supposedly and sometimes evidently).
HOW do I become more GRACEFul about communicating knowledge, ideas, questions when they are burning like fire and with any given person you don’t even know where to start.
“Conversations with God” might be the best name for what is being experienced right now. Yoni (mati’s brother) recommended it to me recently by way of Mr. Musleh the Niles North High School physics teacher, who once upon a time recommended to me a life-changing book called “Illusions: Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah”.
There are many things to read.
And see. And play. And do. And learn from.
But the most important thing, seemingly, is to focus and concentrate on the root of what makes all those things special, AND what makes it possible to fully and …..
Look, we all know that, for example, the schooling of a child from Kindergarten to University involves much studying and effort on the part of the student. But don’t say to that little child: Education is a long process involving the learning and even memorization of so many big books, the solving of difficult problems in maths and science, and doing lot of homework instead of playing? http://www.sheiknazim.com/portal-bin/content/view/126/64/
The Ken Wilber Explanation in a pretty-picture nutshell. Love^4.
James Allen. A guy who had it figured out - pretty well preceding the meditation craze come this, um, century. I like it. Similar to Richard Bucke, William James kinda like it. Check out his whole book posted on Scribd! http://www.scribd.com/doc/819233/Book-of-meditation-James-Allen “How did this thing appear to me now?” you might ask. Here’s how: on a pure whim I thought the words, “Wreak Intelligence.” WREAK INTELLIGENCE So I googled them and this is the result. And how does James explain in his words how this came to pass so coincidentally? ”now I send forth these books into the world on a mission of healing and blessedness, knowing that they cannot fail to reach the homes and hearts of those who are waiting and ready to receive them.” Later: “knowing that the laws of the universe can never fail, and that your own will come back to you with mathematical exactitude—this is faith and the living of faith”. … So it turns out the phrase I looked for, WREAK INTELLIGENCE like “wreak havoc” you see what I’m getting at??! Isn’t actually in the text, it was “weak intelligence” with some typo in the translation to pdf. Alright then so good to me, brought you to my hands now James. Thanks :)
Eponymous sounds: like “Leaves in the River”. Song by Sea Wolf I picked up from Indie/Rock playlist and just rediscovered on shuffle. Meditative and melodic and sweet.
Brainy, eloquent, and hilarious, McKenna applies his Irish gift of gab to making a simple case: Going through life without trying psychedelics is like going through life without having sex. For McKenna, mushrooms and DMT do more than force up the remains of last night’s dream; they uncover the programming language of mind and cosmos. “The psychedelic experience is not the equivalent of a dust bunny under your psychic bed,” says McKenna. “It’s a product of the fractal laws that govern the world at an informational level. There is no deeper truth.” -Wired Magazine May 2005
“The fact that the Cairo drama ended relatively well—no Israeli diplomat or guard was hurt—was due in large measure to American intervention at the highest level. Israeli efforts to set up direct communication with General Muhammad Hussein Tantawi, the Egyptian defense minister and chairman of the interim governing council, were unsuccessful until Mr Netanyahu appealed to Barack Obama and the American leader threw his personal weight into the fray. From that moment, according to Israeli reports, Mr Netanyahu and his defense minister, Ehud Barak, were able to talk directly to their Egyptian counterparts and impress upon them the parlous condition of the six security guards, cowering behind a steel door on the 18th floor of the building as the protesters battered their way up with sledge-hammers.” -The Economist, 9/11/11
“From a mystical perspective, peyos separate between the front part of the brain which is used for abstract thought that can be used for holiness, and the back part of the brain that governs the body.”
