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"Don't think; feel. It's like a
finger pointing away to the moon. Don't concentrate on the finger, or you will
miss all the heavenly glory." -
Bruce
Lee in _Enter The
Dragon_
(vhs/ntsc)
(1974)
December 31, 1998
Rare Full Moon Succession Begins
When the full moon takes its place in Friday night's cold
winter sky it will begin an unusual series of full moons not seen in more than
eight
decades.
There will be two full moons in January, none in February, and two again in March. That last occurred in 1915, reported Geoff Chester of the U.S. Naval Observatory.
January's first full moon, the moon
after Yule or old moon, becomes full at 8:30 p.m. EST Friday.
The month's second full moon occurs
at 11:07 a.m. Jan. 31. When a month has two full moons the second is known as
a ``blue'' moon, though it only rarely has a blue tint that unusual atmospheric
conditions can supply. Occasionally the moon takes on unusual colors, but most
often it tends to be reddish, reports Guy Ottewell of Furman University in Greenville,
S.C.
The occasional blue or bluish-
green
moon can take place when a lot of dust is present in the air, such as after
a volcanic eruption, Ottewell notes in his Astronomical Calendar 1999.
After January's double full moon, February manages to skip a full moon. At 28 days, it's the only month short enough to accomplish the feat. The moon's cycle varies from 29.2 days to 29.9 days, averaging 29.53. Thus, a month with 30 or 31 days has a complete cycle of all four phases of the moon. February last lacked a full moon in 1961 and will miss one again in 2018, Chester said.
After January, the first full moon
will be March 2 at 1:59 a.m. EST.
The full moon of March is variously
known as the sap moon, crow moon or Lenten moon. And at 5:49 p.m. March 31 will
come another blue moon, the second in the same month.
The remaining full moons of 1999 will be:
--April 30, called the grass moon or egg moon.
--May 30, the planting moon or milk moon.
--June 28, the rose moon, flower moon or strawberry moon.
--July 28, the thunder moon or hay moon.
--Aug. 26, the green corn moon or grain moon.
--Sept. 25, the harvest moon or fruit moon.
--Oct. 24, the hunters moon.
--Nov. 23, the frosty moon or beaver moon.
--Dec. 22, the moon before Yule.
full moon vibe
Pray to the Moon,
When She is rounde,
Luck with you,
shall then abounde,
What ever you seek for,
Shall be founde,
In Sea, or Sky, or Solid Grounde
--traditional wiccan rhyme
The universe operates on two governing principles, one is Reason, the other is Rhyme, which is very close to rhythm.
Our culture is fixated on Reason, the Sea is fixated on Rhyme.
We arrive, drive through the town
and out to the cool and the dark. I find the appropriate hidden turn off and
discover that there are quite a few cars already at the site, though it isn't
overcrowded. I find a good place to park, take out my back-pack and my new instrument,
a
digeridoo
and start the descent of the cliff The night is beautiful, the Moon is
shining
in a clear sky, the reflection on the sea is almost otherworldly.
This is the full moon before the Solstice, the most powerful full moon of the
year. As far as one's ability to
trance
and to "bridge the worlds" this is a most auspicious
time.
Perhaps that is why a certain Kind Soul choose this time to bless several
of us with a drop or two of an absolute sacrement.
The beach was in full effect, it
was about 3:15 when the music started, Spun at the helm. Starts off with
some
ambient
music to set the tone and to dissipate some of the alcohol energy that was prominent.
As he goes along I take some moments out to walk along the beach, the ultimate
chill-out room, I go over by the cliff and sit up on the rocks playing
my didgery-do to the surf. As the music picks up, I decide that it's time to
dance
but as I go back over to the speakers, I began to experience the full on
rush.
I climb up out of the beach and walk along the the top of the cliff, the top
has been tilled and planted with some form of leafy
green
vegetable.
The whole country side is bathed in moonlight, giving
a silvery sheen to the ground and the plants. As I walked closer to the edge
I looked out and saw the ocean in all its magnificent beauty and power.
Initially, it was frightening, (I was up pretty high, I could look out
for miles and the sea was so vast and some of the
waves
offshore were easily about 30 feet in height); as I watched, I became less afraid
and realized the the sea has a story to tell and a song to sing, and if
you listen carefully you can hear it. I grew bolder and went out to the
very edge of the cliff, to a little power spot "between the worlds," it
jutted out and was not more than 12 feet wide, but provided a place to
stand or sit where you could see all of Panther beach below on one side
and all of the coast on the other. As I looked down on the revellers and
looked out into the sea, I began to realize that what we were doing was
not particularly new at all but, in actuality it is very old: creatures,
especially sea creatures, are very linked to the lunar cycle, and at the
full moon there is more activity then at any other time. As I watched
the incessant approach of the waves, I finally understood about music and rhythm,
House music in particular. We as a species have a long way to go when
it comes to rhythm, things like raving and trance dancing are just at
the gate of remembrance, so to speak. The sea and the creatures that inhabit
her are far more "with it" when it comes to this fact of life. At one
point when Tracy had come on, her playing was perfectly in sync with the
rhythm of the approaching waves that were pounding the coast for
miles in both directions, the sound of the music blended with the
sound of the waves like an intricate
fractal,
I could feel the energy on the beach, someone screamed and then I realized
the lesson that our mother, the sea, was trying to tell us.
For the sea, all there is, is Rhythm,
it is the governing principle of ocean life, the currents and the tides
are rhythmic and repetitive, although the song changes from hour to hour,
month to month, season to season, eon to eon. When we rave
for 4, 5 or 8 hours we simulate something that has been going
on in the sea for millions of years, it will continue to go on for millions
of years more even though we have to stop and do things like electronic
funds transactions and building Web sites, there is always a Full Moon
Rave at the seashore whether we bring our sound boxes or not. The
sea calls to us and invites us to return to the perpetual party, to the
perpetual rhythm of her song. For some of us (
dolphins,
whales),
the call was so inviting that we did return and remerged our lives with hers,
we forgot what it was to "build" and make tools and reverted back to the Vibe.
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As I stood up there I could see
whole weather systems come in from off shore, great clouds of moisture
coupled with large wind-swept
waves
would roll in to the beach and the Vibe of the beach would get moist and
soggy and wet, the music would even change, but eventually it would drain
out and and the Vibe would change again, it made me wonder about mood
and temperament and Vibe and how much of this is generated by us or are
we just responding to greater natural forces. Humans are so vain, we think
that because we are on the top of the food chain that that is tantamount
to divinity, but it is not.
I listen to the sound of crashing waves, flying insects
and calling birds and realize that all of life vibrates in around and through
us, Tracy is throwing down some serious beats below on the beach, I wonder
if she realizes how tuned in she really is. Anyone can learn to be a DJ, many
can become great and accomplished but very few can gain the ability
to set aside their Ego and let Creation play through them, that what makes
a DJ into a
Shaman
or Shamaness.
As I bid farewell to my plant friends they invited me back, "Don't worry, we'll be here tomorrow and the next day, century and millenium. Party every night."
--Geoff White
15 June 1995
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a very potent combination: full moon gathering on the spring equinox, on the early morning of March 20, 2000. you'd think that i'd get burned out after five years and 30 gatherings (of the full moon variety - not the other desert parties). nope. the morning once again beckons me to full chaos. it's hard to describe really. you can't film it. you can't talk about it. you can't describe it to other people. you have to be there, mid stomp, in full psychedelic perspective. there's a reason why fists go flying into the air, and not at each other. there's a reason why we all jump up and down, go stomping around in the sand and dirt, looking at each other and communicating non verbally. it's a form of telepathy. i'm convinced of it. i keep trying to pinpoint what exactly is the EDGE, the mystery to all of this. the difference is clear:
there's a mystery because i choose to keep it a mystery. that's the secret. keep things mysterious. for yourself. it will always work this way.
- @Om* 3/24/00
i figure 42 personal full moons
is enough. celebrating
ecstasy
during a time of social and political disintegration on the backs of the rest
of the planet has pushed my spiritual realm into a different
dimension.
time to move on, as i do not want to
dance
while our current Rome burns. the energy will never be like it was in
'95-'98, before the tragedy. it's a
resonance
of the
mushroom
full moon nomadic tribes of our ancestors. eventually the
entheogens
dry up, replaced by mead (alcohol), and we are relegated to quarterly gatherings
and club land in pursuit of the meat and commerce markets. nothing wrong
with that, but there's also nothing wrong with learning from this and moving
on, finding this kind of energy, this kind of approach, to try and keep it ego-free,
commerce free, urban free, with
focus
on
intentions
and people . maybe one more time for spring 2003 for goodbyes, and off
we go to chase this kind of vibe somewhere else. thank you to all those
that made it happen, where each one was a complete and special experience with
those on the dancefloor. the dj's, the council, the
immediate
family of tribers (whoever you are), but most of all, the people that were motivated
enough to show up, for the sake of showing up, and for no other reason.
it was epiphany, therapy, movement, and energy all rolled into one - the meaning
of my life. thank you for the roaring Nineties, for those of us
who were born too late for the Sixties, as i will carry Cali desert dust with
me forever; and i hope to
chaos
it last for as long as it can, because a lot of people still need this, now
more than ever... - @Om
1/11/03
personal space/time relevancy - March, 1995 through March, 2003 - 42 full moon excursions. thank you to the moon.
There's nothing "natural" about
the sounds echoing off the rocks. These melodies and beats are created, recorded,
and reproduced in the digital
ether
of micro-circuitry. Techno's frenetic datadense
intensity
seems totally contrary to Abé's air of bodhisattva calm. "So do you really
like this music?" I ask him. "Yes," he says, tapping
a hollowed-out coconut mixing bowl hanging from his neck. "I like primitive
sounds."
And that's the paradox of the techno-freak. As we hurtle
into the 21st century, these
transient
refugees from the First World have poached the
info
tech that's speeding up the march of progress and made an abrupt about-face
towards the archaic. Technology is mobile, so they drag it to the rocks
and jungles. Technology loves connection, so they sync it with the ancient
wheel of the heavens. Technology simulates, so they make it mimic the
fear and splendor of
shamanic
trance.
The
Goan
beaches that spawned this
ecstatic
digital
primitivism may be lost to media hype and packaged tours, but the hardcore technofreaks
will just lose themselves in the porous Third World landscape.
After all, the full
moon
follows you everywhere you go.
- Erik Davis -
_Sampling
Paradise_
Thomas: Let's consider sensitivity. How do humans fail to evoke this power of sensitivity, this power of absorbing the universe? Let me ask you something: When you see the moon, are you seing an image of the moon or are you absorbing the moon? That is, what happens when you glance up at night and see the moon?
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Youth:
Well, the
light
from the moon comes to me and hits my retina and I get this awareness of the
moon.
Thomas: So seeing the moon is like watching a television screen that has an image of the moon, right? It's there for a while, then it's gone.
Youth: Well, yeah.
Thomas: Now, in actuality, something much different happens.
When you look at the moon, you are absorbing the moon just as the ocean absorbs
minerals. In terms of
quantum
mechanics, you as an individual body are represented by a particular quantum
state. This includes the interactions of all the elementary particles
of your body. Now
imagine
a patterend
wave
of light flowing into you. Some of the
photons
of this light wave interact with your own elementary particles, and through
this interaction your quantum state is changed. This is the quantum "stickiness"
we discussed before. Your particles are new in the sense that they have
absorbed something from the photons and entered a new state of being.
Imagine a great number of tiny bells
hanging near each other. If some of these are struck sharply, they will
transmit their own
resonance
throughout the ensemble. No bell will remain the same, thus creating a
new state for the whole of them. The same situation holds true for your
body: interaction with the photonic shower creates a new quantum state.
This means that when you stand in the presence of the moon, you become a new creation. The photon's interactions have entered into the quantum state of your entire ensemble, and you are, through these interactions, a moon-person. It is not something you HAVE, an image or an object, so much as it is something that you BECOME. The elementary particles of your body have absorbed an influence and in that sense they - and you - are brand, spanking new, a human being resonating everywhere with moonlight.
There is no separate self "having"
this image; rather, your totality is permeated with the moon's presence, and
this totality, in reflecting upon and within itself, exists in a new awareness;
the awareness of the moon. You are the self, you are the moon. Then
there is only self-moon. That is your
reality.
That is what cosmic sensitivity means for the human.
- _The Universe Is A
Green
Dragon_
by
Brian Swimme
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Both
the empty and filled circles belong to the oldest ideograms and have
been dated to the period
Sometimes In astrology In Western ideography The circle calls attention to those signs it encircles. The signs that are placed within it usually illustrate in what way the endless possibilities of the empty circle are limited. The empty circle is used in over 50 Western ideographic systems. In astronomy and calendars it indicates the full moon, in meteorology, a clear sky. As a cartographic sign it stands for town, community, center of communication; in On modern household appliances such as videotape recorders, it indicates selector for compact disc or selector for TV. On the main switch for electrical power in houses and apartments In several of the systems of hobo signs |
poetry hip hop track _Coded
Language_
MP3 (192k)
by Saul Williams off of _Amethyst Rock Star_ (2001)
Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting
the
diasporic
Community to its
drum
woven past
Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the
whirling
mathematicians to Calculate the ever changing distance between rock and stardom.
Whereas the velocity of
spinning
vinyl, cross-faded, spun backwards, and re-released at the same given moment
of recorded history,
yet at a Different moment in
time's
continuum has allowed history to catch up with The present.
[...]
We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter.
We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the
sun.
We are not afraid of the darkness, we
trust
that the
moon
shall guide us.
We are determining the future at this very moment.
We now know that the heart is the
philosophers'
stone
Our music is our
alchemy
We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of
water
and a hand full Of minerals,
thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside
down
Supply the percussion factor of forever.
If you must count to keep the beat then count.
Find your
mantra
and awaken your subconscious.
Carve your circles counterclockwise
Use your cipher to decipher, Coded
Language,
man made
laws.
Climb waterfalls and trees, commune with nature, snakes
and
bees.
Let your children name themselves and claim themselves
as the new day
for Today we are determined to be the channelers of
these changing
frequencies
Into songs,
paintings, writings,
dance,
drama, photography, carpentry, Craft, love, and love.
We enlist every instrument: Acoustic, electronic.
Every so-called gender, race, and sexual preference.
Every person as beings of sound to acknowledge their
responsibility
to Uplift the consciousness of the entire
fucking
World.
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Japan
SAQ (Seldom Asked Questions)
Q. Many Japanese people have told me that instead of seeing a "man in the moon" in the moon's craters, they see a rabbit. Where exactly is the rabbit?
A. Both Japanese and Chinese people see a rabbit in the moon instead of a smiling face. Not only do they see a rabbit, but they believe it is making mochi (rice cakes). The origin of this idea comes from a play on words. The word mochizuki has a double meaning in Japanese. Although it is written with different kanji, it can sound like either "making ricecakes" or "full moon".
entity Rabbit In The Moon