Episode 23: Store Time
Store Time
It’s just like burden, comma burden,
comma burden.
It’s sending me to bed
so it’s good.
I don’t understand what we, like,
what happened.
What,
like what happened in the world.
I think all of those facets
are present. You know?
Sure.
But why lean into the worst of
all of them.
Like, I’m like
shit,
Dude, like
I really
really like uneven people.
So how does that happen?
You call
You say,
“Hey you wanna be a
Part of this?”
But,
you just missed that phone call.
All the people who were
trying to
seriously look into it
Just got their funding cut
because of this, like you know, I…
I don’t know how to qualify
But it’s like, it’s just like
screamingly loud,
And everything’s louder than everything else.
And it kinda, it was a perfect,
We all just descended, like,
Into the madness.
It’s pretty astoundingly weird timing,
And it means freedom, but
also will and liberty. And
when you have the enormous
hegemon, next door
to you and the enormous
hegemon is trying to crush
you
it brings such a resilient joy
to the heart,
even though it means total shit,
to face.
The clarity of the injustice
is just like Fuck you.
Like it’s so obvious.
They just came
They hung out there,
and they sang
And then they danced and
danced.
And they danced.
And left. Just the
spontaneous eruption of
something so crystallized.
Yeah,
It’s it’s it’s
joy
In the face of
hell. Like,
It’s the most important
thing
The hegemony
of vision over the world,
Over the sensing world
is, you know,
when you dislodge it,
like yeah
yeah, a completely new
world opens up. A hymn
to all the freedom struggles
out there.
The song
Is a powerful instrument.
A headline filled with
possibility,
Joy, I would say,
because I understand
everything through
pulse
Read a room,
read a situation,
read a, like
existence.
This is part of the living book.
The part about being persecuted
and surviving through faith
And love. Always
A threat to
any country lived in.
God is too big
to be symbolized,
God is too present
to be symbolized, and God is
infinite
inside of each one of us.
So we need
Bread.
Salt.
Water.
That’s all it takes
to invite someone in.
It just goes in and turns the faucet on.
But this is it.
We live
in a society that relies
on the written word. I mean
Yeah, if you can just fall back on books
to tell you what you are thinking…
Imagine singing with 40 people from your community every day.
Fuck we have
no social.
You can imagine this whole idea
of boats in the ocean
In the sea
in the fog and not sure
if they are going to
reach land
With all these foghorns.
It’s what you’re left with
after that, we’re just boats
drifting in the fog,
it’s pretty existentially real.
It’s just this kind of fever
dream of survival. It’s just so… ahh..
it’s just,
just, such a, a beautiful
mess,
and it’s just
like a mirror
and, and it just
kinda,
its refractions
are insane, and
none of it is working
It would always
be breaking
and we’d just be like
improvising with whatever
was left.
That was a wonderful
summer. We had some silence
Some not silence, it was great.
We listened to:
1. Octave One feat. Ann Saunderson – Blackwater (String Vocal)
2. Stevie Wonder – Race Babbling
3. Black Bananas – Turkey Burgers
4. Mark Loeser – Ukrainian Kids at Wawel Castle
5. Kyoko Kuroda & Masami Shinoda – Hymn To Freedom
6. U.S.C.C. Doukhobor Friendship Choir – Будем Радоваться Братья
7. Ingram Marshall – Fog Tropes
8. Gate – Caked
9. Annette Peacock & Paul Bley – M.J.
It’s just like burden, comma burden,
comma burden.
It’s sending me to bed
so it’s good.
I don’t understand what we, like,
what happened.
What,
like what happened in the world.
I think all of those facets
are present. You know?
Sure.
But why lean into the worst of
all of them.
Like, I’m like
shit,
Dude, like
I really
really like uneven people.
So how does that happen?
You call
You say,
“Hey you wanna be a
Part of this?”
But,
you just missed that phone call.
All the people who were
trying to
seriously look into it
Just got their funding cut
because of this, like you know, I…
I don’t know how to qualify
But it’s like, it’s just like
screamingly loud,
And everything’s louder than everything else.
And it kinda, it was a perfect,
We all just descended, like,
Into the madness.
It’s pretty astoundingly weird timing,
And it means freedom, but
also will and liberty. And
when you have the enormous
hegemon, next door
to you and the enormous
hegemon is trying to crush
you
it brings such a resilient joy
to the heart,
even though it means total shit,
to face.
The clarity of the injustice
is just like Fuck you.
Like it’s so obvious.
They just came
They hung out there,
and they sang
And then they danced and
danced.
And they danced.
And left. Just the
spontaneous eruption of
something so crystallized.
Yeah,
It’s it’s it’s
joy
In the face of
hell. Like,
It’s the most important
thing
The hegemony
of vision over the world,
Over the sensing world
is, you know,
when you dislodge it,
like yeah
yeah, a completely new
world opens up. A hymn
to all the freedom struggles
out there.
The song
Is a powerful instrument.
A headline filled with
possibility,
Joy, I would say,
because I understand
everything through
pulse
Read a room,
read a situation,
read a, like
existence.
This is part of the living book.
The part about being persecuted
and surviving through faith
And love. Always
A threat to
any country lived in.
God is too big
to be symbolized,
God is too present
to be symbolized, and God is
infinite
inside of each one of us.
So we need
Bread.
Salt.
Water.
That’s all it takes
to invite someone in.
It just goes in and turns the faucet on.
But this is it.
We live
in a society that relies
on the written word. I mean
Yeah, if you can just fall back on books
to tell you what you are thinking…
Imagine singing with 40 people from your community every day.
Fuck we have
no social.
You can imagine this whole idea
of boats in the ocean
In the sea
in the fog and not sure
if they are going to
reach land
With all these foghorns.
It’s what you’re left with
after that, we’re just boats
drifting in the fog,
it’s pretty existentially real.
It’s just this kind of fever
dream of survival. It’s just so… ahh..
it’s just,
just, such a, a beautiful
mess,
and it’s just
like a mirror
and, and it just
kinda,
its refractions
are insane, and
none of it is working
It would always
be breaking
and we’d just be like
improvising with whatever
was left.
That was a wonderful
summer. We had some silence
Some not silence, it was great.
We listened to:
1. Octave One feat. Ann Saunderson – Blackwater (String Vocal)
2. Stevie Wonder – Race Babbling
3. Black Bananas – Turkey Burgers
4. Mark Loeser – Ukrainian Kids at Wawel Castle
5. Kyoko Kuroda & Masami Shinoda – Hymn To Freedom
6. U.S.C.C. Doukhobor Friendship Choir – Будем Радоваться Братья
7. Ingram Marshall – Fog Tropes
8. Gate – Caked
9. Annette Peacock & Paul Bley – M.J.