Let’s Talk About the War: Last hour of recent Guy-Dance Meet, with Jasun, Simon G, Cedomir, & Simon J. See video below for summation/condensation of topics. Songs: “Primitive” by Joy Zipper; “Stripped” by Shana Falana; “Tomorrow” by Absent City.
If the last Dave Oshana Sunday event-but-one (Game of Ancestors) felt like one of the worst I’d attended, this Sunday’s (The Final Conflict: Genes vs Memes: Ancestors vs Identities) was definitely one of the best.
The two may be complementary, in a yin-yang sort of way. Last week was the painful and tension-building process of the sling-shot drawing back; today was the release, the stone flying straight into the slot of the death star identity.
Or, to continue the analogy Dave used today, maybe last week was him struggling to get on the board as the wave approached, making today the awesome and inspiring sight of him surfing it, against all the odds?
[The numbers refer to, and hyperlink down to, 44 + 1 koans Dave O shared in the event description. (44 is a number associated with blood, see here, and here.) Dave has described the description as stream of consciousness and a work of art; if so, it is still in progress, making the current post a sort of ancestrally inspired mating response to the call of word & text, an “interactive communicative art form” as already observed in Dave’s most recent comment.]
Is this ancestral abduction, those cosmic forces that creep into our rooms while we sleep at night, that cannot be denied?
The talk has finally come down to the blood of an Englishman as the only route to freedom from fiefdom.
The iron in the blood is what creates a magnetic field around the body.  Its even distribution allows for the integrity of that field, and for the harmonious interface and connection with the other magnetic fields around us—and with existence at large.
The identity is the tin foil hat we cobble together in our paranoia to keep out the cosmic rays of the ancestors. By trying to prevent the mind control waves and malevolent aliens of our identity’s imagination, we block the essential information stream that can guide us to our essence.
The identity is the party in our minds that never stops.
The strategy has created a false world. Christians call it “this world,” but it’s really the otherworldly state of disembodiment: a Bardo realm where we count the aliens on the heads of our pins. It is an identity police state in which the inmates have become the guards.
In contrast, when the ancestors move us, we may feel the celebratory guidance and primal joy—the simplicity of motion, of magnetism in the blood—that brings the sexes together and that moves the planets and the stars.
Dave’s 44 points (+ one free)
 zooming out from the distracting details, refusing to get distracted
 seeing the drives behind the lives
 the ancestral impulse for life
 the ancestral life force and the opposing force
 ancestral tribe conflicts
 being a conduction rod
 fixing society by uncoupling unconscious influences
 the real reason why anyone does anything
 double and triple agendas
 marking the intention
 who really calls the shots?
 the dynamic interplay of agendas
 not seeing, hearing or speaking it—3 monkeys
 the gag order
 complicity in cover-up—no side wants to know—every side is opposed
 father forgive them for they know what they do
 (y)our father who art in heaven /obi wan Kenobi—becoming the force to reveal it
 the mother energy
 culture—obscuring the lens—look the other way
 reading participants—counting cards—the casino’s system
 larger forces—the animals’ watering hole convention
 the gods and little man
 gender confusion—evading the mark of Cain—you can run but you can’t hide
 what is a person? what is a drive?
 over-simplification of human
 when human is not human but misdirection
 philosophy as look the other way, politics as the brand of philosophy
 smooth talking serpents with legs
 hidden symbols
 insanity, where reality breaks through
 you can’t understand this, but you ought to try
 insanity, seeing behind the curtain and taking the chill-pill to “re-integrate” into disintegration
 spanking the monkey—striking the rod—separating the red sea—raising the fist to god (Moses)
 you shall not pass (enter the promised land)
 hip dislocations—hipsters, unrooted, angry angels
 subverting the natural order
 cultural confluences and recycled yesteryear effluents
 the shite flows up stream or down? god dam and the break down of negotiations
 you shall not approach—the status of babel’s towers
 misdirection is innuendo
 burnt offerings and roasted highpriests
 arguing with god, true and false ones
 worshiping false ideals
 symbols that clang loud and sim-balls
 put away your notebooks they won’t help you survive
The next Dave Oshana online event is Into the Ancestral Whirlpool