Travis Dickerson Recording Studios Forum

Care not what fool wears the crown, for the real throne is not anywhere to be seen. The "wealthy" are (for the most part) the ones running the show in the illusion of the physical world. The leaders and their political parties are actors in a farcical charade of sloganism, iconicism and false-patriotism, actors that are installed in roles meant to portray the best intentions in heart for some or all people, when in fact they do not deliver anything but more "wealth" for their benefactors. Of the many acts corrupt and insipid delivered by these demons (if you choose to see any being\'s actions as negative), the greatest illusions they have fostered for controlling the puppet theater is the belief in death and material. As long as these illusions persist, so will suffering. The very nature of thought itself is constantly under attack, as we are forced to submit to the constraints of classical sciences and mathematics to graduate through an academic system that, by design, precludes outsiders from professing truth and living by instinct and innate knowledge. We are not here to learn in this illusion, we should be un-learning. Words and names and distinctions limit the flow of source, limit the ability to drink of it without pause. Even writing these words is taxing on my inner self. Every label that we affix takes us further away from the pure consciousness, makes us less cognizant of truth and harmony... we are not meant to separate and categorize, not even the worst things... We are presented hurdles in the life illusion that are meant to facilitate experiences, draw out awareness and interaction,  bring a sensory complexity of light, dark, love, joy and sorrow to be absorbed.... let us be co-authors and co-inhabitants of an exchange of energy that doesn\'t look for reason or blame or a parking space at Wal-Mart. Love MB.

Thanks for the birthday wishes all, I really appreciate it... To show my gratitude, I\'ll bring an oxygen tank, gear you up with a breather-mask, heighten your senses and increase your awareness of your interconnectedness to all things, and then deliver a clean, quick kill for each of you- yippee!!!. To paraphrase Carl Spackler, at least you know you\'ll have that going for you.

I am always willing and ready.... I vote for a little diddy or two being dropped at Travis\'s to get the creative juices flowing... (and i\'m not referring to Fast Taco products in a post-use purge, Trav)

Hope all are well.

MB

Dan is one of the nicest fellers you could ever meet... and a musical powerhouse. He should be widely celebrated.

Yes... I am MB.... Love and fairly-easy-to-suture wounds to all who read this. The Stork Club show was the one I recall with a sweaty fondness. I got myself under the riser by sliding my hairy wet back along a floor that I remain convinced has seen its fair share of secretions and whatnot. The glory of crying to the third verse of Feast of Freaks while struggling to breathe (20% unpleasant because my torso barely fit under a platform heaving downward under the duress of Pinchy\'s drumwork, but 80% because I was in a small airspace that was being fouled by my shoddy rectal hygiene focus... or Lackadaisical Wiper\'s Syndrome) was something I will not soon forget. Have a nice day.

That was one of my favorite nights ever... the shimmering walls and sweatin\' under the drum riser... good times.