Monthly Archive for March, 2011

Mathew’s Journal: “My Recent Inspiration for Spoken Word”

A few weeks ago I had the privilege of being at the LA Cafe Gratitude opening, and there I was gifted the presence of a spoken word artist, Sarah Kay. She blew my mind! She was amazing!!! SuperForester Jon and Jason had met her at the recent TED talks, and so I went searching for her talk! This talk will blow your mind, and make you smile – guaranteed. Sarah Kay is not only a great poet, but also travels the world sharing her love for poetry and art with children. She teaches them how to share themselves through poetry, or any other medium. Her organisation is a called Project V.O.I.C.E. Check it out! And here is her talk! Thank you Sarah for your inspiration!

Love,

Mathew

Mathew’s Poetry: “The Perfect Human Being”

Recently I have found myself falling back into the thrills of writing poetry and song. Since SuperForest is my optimal playground, you guys get to hear it, feel it, and see it first. And sometimes hear it, as I am really feeling the spoken word! See my first SuperForest poem here! Love!

Heeeelllllllooooooo SuperForest!!

Here is a poem I wrote today! It is a spoken word poem, so check out the video below!

“The Perfect Human Being”

When I have kids of my own
I will tell them:

“Welcome to this World! Welcome to this life!
I have a few things to tell you, so sit tight.
You are the perfect human being,
And never, never let anyone tell you different.
Some will be cruel, some will seek to hurt,
But gently remind them how loved they are.

Tell them that all their pain can disappear..in a thought,
And you’d be happy to lend a hand.
And when they ask, ‘Why?’
You tell them:
‘Cause my folks, well, they told me
We are perfect human beings.
And when they look at you with doubt and fear
Only to mutter a laugh,
Gently remind them of the love that you are.

Someday you will have doubts about who you are,
But remember, Child,
Remember to be dazzled
By every scent and sound.
Each bird chirp and each roar of a jackhammer building someone a home
Remember what I told you the day you were born
That you are the perfect human being,
And that will never change.

Remember that no matter how lonely you get
I will always be right here.
Child! You will journey,
you will fly.
Trust me, honey, you’re gonna soar.
But don’t let that make you feel better than those around you;
Only let it make you feel good about you.

Remember to look around and cheer on those soaring
next to you.
Look them in the eye and say, ‘Yes!’
They, too, are perfect human beings.
And how great it must be for you
To be able to soar right next to them! What a thrill!

When you feel like you’re falling,
Just close your eyes and pretend you are gliding.
Because I guarantee with every fall
There comes a gust of learning,
teaching you to soar higher.

When all is dark and you are scared
simply remember, child, what I said to you,
‘Welcome to this world! Welcome to this life!
You are the perfect human being!’”

Drake’s Journal: Three Poems from Kathmandu

Untitled (The drive home)

He is a honey river
He is wisdom
as a diarrhea thunderbolt —

Five friends flying through the night
A large charge barge charging
barging down unlit streets,
cattle grandmothers, electric
in the blackout,
giggles give
garbled Hindi hot happiness

Stop. One minute.
Yellow stream beam
drive away.

pots holes potholes
Sudden suddenly I feel
whole present past perfect
tense in tense awareness
we are in this

everything else is very boring.
this is the best job.

peel away banana appeals
your teacher is everywhere
I am anywhere
here I hear
a roof a truth a proof
in a pudding
who wouldn’t
want to finally see
true reality?

Untitled (Around noon)

From beneath the lunchtime canopy,
He peeks a monkey in some ape-mode,
hunched and scratching, picking and eating
only difference between being his sun and the other’s shade

One cannot say how this all came together,
monkey and man, perhaps we weer neighbors brothers
in a previous life, now we are the same of
course,  just as this water bottle is,
interbeings born of conditions
just because I don’t know doesn’t
mean its not true —

The napkins are difficult this day,
reach for one and pull out the bunch,
first world problems developing in development,
as development…

OK.
Just hand me one;
I can’t quite reach.

It takes only a smile, a voice,
to reveal the shared roots beneath our sight,
west east outward inward step -

Learn to be quiet.
All creativity is listening.
All listening is love.

The monkey munches more,
happiness his heart,
a smile his face.

Noticing this,
The poet sits up straight.

On Impermanence

The park is full on a
Sunday afternoon,
the beautiful girl leads her men,
parents swing their kids,
punks sweat in their leather,
the carver sells her wood,
the painter, his canvas.

A mohawk bounces,
smiling, orange
and bubbles a bubble

two friends look up,
conversation interrupted,
“this-is-what-I-need” forgotten,
and take in
what is taking in:

the sudden slow dance
of uncoming orbs,
a dream of
inflated heels, children’s
squeals, angles made
circles and steps made
dance, music,

chance —

the bubble pauses,
considers, and
bursts.

The secret language of twins

Yup, this is still how my brother and I communicate when no one else is around.

Jackson’s Journal – Eggie Weggs!

Two days of eggs from our lady chickens here at Zero One. Melissa scrambled nine of them into a lovely farm breakfast omelet, which was so golden yellow that it looked like it had escaped from an IHOP commercial.

Juggling & Pianos

Time to start practicing, SuperForest!

How to Become a Superhero…

(image via)

I came across this interesting article on James Altucher‘s site The Altucher Confidential – Ideas for a World Out of Balance and thought it’d jive with all you SFers. When donating to major charities, chances are, the millionaires and billionaires of the world have that covered, and you’ll never know exactly where your money goes and who and how you’re helping. So if you want to affect a specific person, situation or cause, find one that your money can go to directly, without any layers of bureaucracy. Sounds pretty simple and direct! Win-Win!

Anyone can be a superhero. Here’s the rule for being your own Micro-Charity

1)      You are donating directly into the situation. So you know that every dollar is being put to work exactly the way you want it to be. No layers of bureaucracy that are found at many large charities.

2)      The situation needs help right now. TODAY. And you can help. It’s easy to find these situations. Look in any local paper. Papers feed on pain. There’s always someone today in your area who is in pain for some reason and needs help. An example we all saw on youtube last week was the kid getting bullied who got suspended when he fought back. Get that kid a math tutor while he’s suspended.

3) The donation MUST be anonymous. Or as anonymous as possible. For several reasons:

  1. Legal issues. If you put someone up in a hotel and, god forbid, there’s a one in a million chance something goes wrong in the hotel, you don’t want to be legally responsible.
  2. Ego. This is charity. You can’t let it feed your ego at all. Nobody must know. Not the people you are helping. Not anyone else. Its like when Superman saves someone from being run over by a bus. He’s done. Now he just flies off to the next situation.
  3. Risk. You’re not really a trained giver and in some situations (very rare) you might find yourself in an inappropriate situation. Best you can just wipe your hands and move on. These situations are rare though and do not supersede the greater good being done in most cases.

I can guarantee you this will feel a lot better than handing $100 over to whatever mega-charity is already getting billions from the billionaires. Let Bill Gates save the world. You can save a life.

Jackson’s Journal – Certainly Uncertain

Goooood morning SuperForest!

Boy, with Japan melting into the ocean and spewing radiation (or so it would seem) and the Middle East all aglow with the fires of revolution, and the US dollar heading into the toilet, and political infighting and the Lakers vs. the whoevers, etc. etc. the internet has turned into a pretty wild place to be. A virtual frontier saloon where at any moment the piano player is going to duck and cover as big burly cowboys start swinging each other around by their heels, knocking over vases of flowers and spilling everyones beer.

That’s how it seems to me. But then again, I’m a barefoot hippie working in the garden and examining my inner landscape.

It’s interesting to me to contrast my virtual life where all seems quite uncertain and imperiled, with my actual life where we are now getting six eggs a day from our laying hens, the yard is filled with wild roosters just begging to be eaten, and the papayas are giving us delicious orange orbs of sweet tropical fruit flesh.

Online, it’s a madhouse. In meatspace the birds are singing and the salad garden is full to overflowing with peppery greens.

Compare and contrast.

And while you do, here’s an interesting factoid: Here at Zero One, we’ve currently got 13 people living on 2 acres. We are still reliant on outside energy sources, but if we absolutely had to, we could be food and water self-sufficient.

13 people. Two acres.

Here on Kauai there are currently 500,000 acres sitting UNUSED. Vacant. Fallow. These acres were formerly sugarcane land but since it’s cheaper to produce sugar in third world, these acres sit empty. Using some rudimentary math we can see that if 2 acres can support 13 people (and many more with a bit more work) then 500,000 acres could conservatively support 66,666 people.

And if those 66,666 people we each given a parcel of land, some start up funds and tools, and offered help and support from the local community, then some very interesting things could happen.

Love,

Jackson

 

Monty Python – The Galaxy Song

From 1983′s The Meaning of Life.

How to Save the Bluefin Tuna…and ourselves.

Can you say, “Win!”?

Thank YOU SuperForester Mandi!

The Pyramid Transition

(image via coplusk.net)

For the past several thousand years, we have been exploring pyramidic structures.

This is a classic visual metaphor for our lives today. Power and resources concentrated in the hands of the few. Hierarchy, control, and power. Everyone has a boss except the alpha at the top. In many ways, the Alpha’s boss is the masses he/she controls for the boss is powerless without employees. There are those in the know, and those outside who are kept in the dark.

(image via bp.blogspot)

It was not always this way. Before the age of pyramidic exploration, we lived in the time of the circle. The dominant meme at this time was that all life, all existence was one, and equal respect and consideration had to be applied at every stage, to every thing, in order for right action to be achieved.

Now is a very interesting time in history. Logically, one would think that a rapid shift back to circular living was in order to counter act the damage and destruction wrought by pyramidic living. But that doesn’t have to be the case. Because what happens when you hybridize the two?…

(image via coplusk.net)

You get the heart!

That’s what I love about being alive today. We get to witness the beautiful dance between old and new, technology and faith, science and religion. Both poles, conjoined together, creating something altogether new. Because purely pyramidic structures are unsustainable, while circles can last and last but tend to remain static. Now we can have the dynamism and upward striving nature of the pyramid mixed with the sustainable equality of the circle.

Much love and aloha to all of those living at the tops of pyramids, longing for connection and equality. And to all of those living in healthy circles, waiting to welcome the pyramid dwellers back into the circle of sustainability. Here’s to the big dance.

Love to All,

Jackson

(image via livingbeing.com)

 

SuperForest Soundtrack: Fat Burning Step

Hi!

We all SuperForest people are music freaks, aren’t we? ;)

So, here is something addictive and amazing! They are called “Fat Burning Step” and are from Poland.

Use it. Taste it. Share it, Enjoy it!

Namaste,

SF ew