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...
(just to prove to myself how seriously i am taking this newfound
deep relaxation stuff, i left this post open, just the picture up there to
inspire - for ooh, at least forty-eight hours in the end (while i worked in
the other place, among other things)...
taking the airs i say -
je vous le raconte - and this in turn folds back into, reflects back upon the circumstances under which said post was conceived.
to wit: -
after
saying previously (and not for the first time) that some
braxton experiencing was imminent, though not quite
quite yet underway, i did follow this up for a (recent, punk- or post-punk-obsessed) change. and - you know what, after all this time, it turns out it really really doesn't matter what i actually listened to or how i ("randomly" selected it (i.e. let my
physical-presence-in-the-world make the choice instead of my "
self-aware onboard processor")). for that matter, i wasn't 100%
listening to it either, because i was doing other things some of which required a great deal of (already-layered) thought and attention. but that's actually fine too, as it turns out, because - hey! haha, get this, in case you didn't
know already - and as i have
reminded myself on
numerous occasions before - b's music, above all, else, instantly betows upon the space within which it is played the status of
deep and open learning zone. it's... magic/k ;-) so, just walking around in it - especially whilst indulged in something as carefully-assembled as the thousand-filament twist i'm in the middle of
working around the place - greatly benefits the advanced concentration, as well as supplying continuous, on-hand spiritual nourishment and support. [none of this is bullshit either (as i hope you realise, whoever you are).] it
also also provides, like, light-hearted entertainment along the way in the form of, say, two or three musicians sharing a quick joke by introducing
such a theme to a
gtm exploration at
such a time. (i did listen to
gtm quite a bit on more than occasion, i can say that much - nothing stochastic about
that at any rate.)
- and i realised - at long last/yet again - that this, above all, is one surface so complex and multilayered that not even i am expected or required to cut it (dissect it): the universe alone could do that, because
everything is in there.
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(transmission ends - to be continued)
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c x
