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 qualifyBut 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 youit 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 thingThe 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. Shout outs: Eddie’s Album (visualizer) The Doukhobors Journal of Albion Moonlight