i guess i posted recently..

I was thinking tonight as i watched the travel channel about music... more specifically music inspired by love of the divine. I have always found much of what people do in the name of organized religion highly distasteful. however, i still think that people are connected to something divine if they chose to sense it. I'll say that anything ugly done in the name of the someone's higher power is likely far from actually being the will of something outside oneself... well.. i guess i wouldn't know.. there are probably connections to the spiritual world that would have you do more disturbing bidding.. but that's not where i was going here...
anyway... music and people inspired by something divine... yeah, so on the travel channel they were having a show about the holy land... jerusalem and surrounding historically significant areas. at the end of the progrum there was a little sound byte of the muslim call to prayer... just the sound of the music coming out of this man caused me to stop, because it was unquestionable the sincerity and beauty of his inspiration. I have no idea about his beliefs.. i don't care. the music it inspired in him was beautiful. Long ago, a man i have little respect for answered a question posed to someone else: Why is music written? his response was too quick and final-sounding for my taste and: to praise God.
There are many other reasons to write music. but this one struck me as a common one throughout time in western cultures. other reasons include passing down history, or telling stories, and getting your difficult to explain feelings out. however, I remembered that comment from him. I dismissed it as a really powerful motivation at the time, but upon further investigation there are certain bits of music out there that strike one as very deeply inspired... i don't know. it's nice to have that beauty shine through in something. gives me something to think about.

freaky shit

ok so check this out: Several years ago i met my evil twin. We wound up sitting next to each other on the 3rd day of acupuncture school having both been born on exactly the same day (june 20, 1979) .. only she was 8 hours older than me (born around 4 am, while i was born a little after noon).. well, so the list of freaky similarities was long, to be sure. even our significant other's both had roundabout connections to the love family, with her being from nowhere near there that was pretty weird. we both played several instruments through school and got away with whatever we wanted... she could cook like nobody's business.. and i could reasonably do so.. though she'd made something of a profession of it. anyway.. so some know that i got myself a cello for my birthday.. and i causally mentioned it when i replied to the birthday email i got from her (because we generally remember each other's birthday's the day ours comes up)... and she replied today that SHE HAD GOTTEN A VIOLIN FOR HERSELF FOR HER BIRTHDAY... unprompted by me in any way... pure coincidence. tell me that's not weird. come on, TELL ME!.. that's right. you can't. i didn't think so.

I had an awesome day off today. awesome. did you? i discovered wearing two ratty t-shirts is more comfortable than wearing just one. especially when Cat rubs your back a little.

woop.

Slompdomp

so my berfday is coming up. tuesday in fact. i got a book today with pictures of wax figures used to demonstrate human anatomy in remarkable detail, but with the eerie proxy-reality that only wax gives.. creepier still, they pose the cadavers as if they were subjects in renaissance era creepy paintings.. you know the type, those disturbing portrayals of a violent scene of a massacre or something.. it's unnerving. a very artful book... with the added bonus of anatomical educational value.

unlike Cat I dont' plan to journal every thing i get for my birthday.. i'm just writing what i'm thinking and right now i'm thinking about that book and how i'm watching the family guy and taking tomorrow off. i also fixed the damned dryer today. now all i have left to do with it is clean out that SOB exhaust vent up through the roof.

Tomorrow i'm gonna take the cello to Tony's house.. should be cool. i want more krumping music. i'll find some. then i'll learn to krump.

can i just complain about the history channel?

It's starting to piss me off. it seems like every time i pass by the channel it's hard to tell if i'm watching TBN or objective documentable history. because everything seems to be about religion. the history of which should not contain arguments like "when satan wagers with god over the fate of Job it could only be to do evil for evil's sake" what the hell kind of statement is that? garbage. that's what it is. there's nothing about satanism whatsoever. it's been over an hour and no mention of the other cultures perceptions of the devil. it's just garbage. one hundred percent garbage.. and pandering. it's crap like this that makes me not want cable.. because it costs $45 a month and it's almost all garbage. if i could just get like 7 channels that didn't include abc, nbc, or cbs i would probably be fine. food network, scifi... maybe that's enough.. then we can watch netflix. anyway. grumble grumble grumble.

grumble.