Birds Cages

Hey,

This is the second half of my poem and discussion. I chose two movies only and played them back to back. I wanted to go for nature and MathemArtistry. These are excellent films on their own, and I’m honoured to be able to use them via Creative Commons… Be FREE! Think FREE! Live FREE!

I used an open source video and animation editing software to construct this film, called Jahshaka… GET IT NOW! I used Ableton Live to master the audio from the soundtracks of the films I used with my voice.. notice the reverb effect and nice mesh of audio levels?? Oh yeah, baby… beyond insane and becoming a masterer of audio…..dyo-BOP!

These films can be found at www.archive.org
1st film: Lost in Paradise (gaia_chakras.mov)

These videos feature the beauty and wisdom of nature and people. They are produced by students the Alaska Wilderness School as part of our Spiritual Warrior Training.

Producer: David Michael Lakota Ravenfire
Keywords: alaska; spiritual warriror training; nature; people; mystery; wilderness; education

Creative Commons license: Attribution

2nd film: the emergence of beauty in science, nature and art

abstract art music video – As an information-gatherer and adventurous mind, my visual thinking and aesthetic dimensions and imaginary number fields are influenced by reason and magic, math and myth, physics and psychology. The hand of an artist or natures dynamics are the origin of my paintings and compositions, from where the imagery and music is spinning into a concerto of new motions and subtle variations. Natural, computer-generated, man-made are inseparable categories in this process of entangled interactions, body signals, dreams and synchronicities. Painting-computing is both math and psychology. The video, Parado’s Density in Motion Picture is to be understood cosmocentrically as flowing from the All. The self extends itself, viewed cosmically As an information-gatherer and adventurous mind, my visual thinking and aesthetic dimensions and imaginary number fields are influenced by reason and magic, math and myth, physics and psychology. The hand of an artist or natures dynamics are the origin of my paintings and compositions, from where the imagery and music is spinning into a concerto of new motions and subtle variations. Natural, computer-generated, man-made are inseparable categories in this process of entangled interactions, body signals, dreams and synchronicities. Painting-computing is both math and psychology. The video, Parado’s Density in Motion Picture is to be understood cosmocentrically as flowing from the All. The self extends itself, viewed cosmically, out into the whole world

Producer: Paco F. Parado
Keywords: mathemArtist

Creative Commons license: Attribution

I assert the will to maintain a creative commons licence on absolutely everything I express. Experiment with me… ;D

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I have schizophrenia. This poem is about my experience and interpretation of schizophrenia, in a poetic manner.

Please enjoy and give feedback.

The Birdcage for Spirit — by Brenden MacDonald

My mind breaks things apart
and sequences impossible order
to the meaningfully spontaneous.
I perceive a strange message conveying
while break-mind intervenes, inadvertently,
“breaking the spirit’s focus from mind and body,”
one sense I have of schizophrenia.
Blinded by internal events too intense,
I easily wander lost seeking reasons outside
for my beautiful dreaming deep within.

A shared realm entertains transformation,
and I abide by the dynamic of biology,
mind, emotion, and soul.
Those reversed call for freedom,
response, articulation, and creativity.

If I ever forget my spirit, my freedom,
and reduce merely my dimensions to three,
break-mind squeezes my breath closed,
forces a halt.
I needed to accept a cosmic origin,
that I’m not just a meaningless chance.
If this world follows only physical mechanism,
and no soul-space has a you-essence,
where could real love live and who’d wait for true love?

To escape the clutches
of unstopping nihilist reduction
in this real struggle
for sane meaning
and in this yearning for my source,
my mind found a door to open
and I could let in my imaginings,
to find the embrace
of spontaneous expression.
And I could watch on this side of the door,
as this side of the world did turn
into a magic poem I could read.
The door to spirit slid open for me,
and I could disappear out there completely,
until then leaving it open,
letting the cool and warm airs of spirit fill my world,
airs of that open world that help fill physics with life,
with vitality, with my breath ongoing,
for the drawing and passing of air entices life
into our midst.
Pursue the lessons, oh, the joys, of symbiosis!

Schizophrenia for me has been a war against myself
and those devices planted in my brain, but hold on,
because I am not paranoid! I planted them myself;
they’re devices for repression and devices for delusion.
One invents a device when a method of thinking is discovered, a method to organize meaning. Keeping in mind that I’ve never been able to well organize my room, my sentences, or organize my future, one could easily see the potential confusion for my mind released to wild nature. I feel at odds with my environment, extremely feel odd for sure. Do you want to know my biggest delusion? I believed our society was one grand illusion, for I couldn’t believe in extreme impiety, the kind of society itself broken from reality, the kind of society abhorrent to social, emotional, or racial inclusion, a society that stomped Earth’s biodiversity and stomped on fellow global citizens in holy wars of greed and creed.
I became so deluded, because I wouldn’t believe in true evil. I made up a story that some god had weird plans, and now forgetting that, I still won’t agree to see evil thru to its end.

Please: if you dig this poem,
go to dance and sing some music,
and make love, communicate.
In my waiting out storms schizophrenic,
I longed to experience this world’s sunlight again.
Feel the amazing release of your light,
deeply profound in every moment
because, really, you see, I’ve been meaning to explore and surrender to experiential discovery.

Gaia asks for tears, you pheonix,
so heal Earth with love on a never-ending quest.
Seek freedom in the sadness for the beauty that we are;
go emerge,
you can fly free from your cage….

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I have schizophrenia. This poem is about my experience and interpretation of schizophrenia, in a poetic manner.

Please enjoy and give feedback.

The Birdcage for Spirit — by Brenden MacDonald

My mind breaks things apart
and sequences impossible order
to the meaningfully spontaneous.
I perceive a strange message conveying
while break-mind intervenes, inadvertently,
“breaking the spirit’s focus from mind and body,”
one sense I have of schizophrenia.
Blinded by internal events too intense,
I easily wander lost seeking reasons outside
for my beautiful dreaming deep within.

A shared realm entertains transformation,
and I abide by the dynamic of biology,
mind, emotion, and soul.
Those reversed call for freedom,
response, articulation, and creativity.

If I ever forget my spirit, my freedom,
and reduce merely my dimensions to three,
break-mind squeezes my breath closed,
forces a halt.
I needed to accept a cosmic origin,
that I’m not just a meaningless chance.
If this world follows only physical mechanism,
and no soul-space has a you-essence,
where could real love live and who’d wait for true love?

To escape the clutches
of unstopping nihilist reduction
in this real struggle
for sane meaning
and in this yearning for my source,
my mind found a door to open
and I could let in my imaginings,
to find the embrace
of spontaneous expression.
And I could watch on this side of the door,
as this side of the world did turn
into a magic poem I could read.
The door to spirit slid open for me,
and I could disappear out there completely,
until then leaving it open,
letting the cool and warm airs of spirit fill my world,
airs of that open world that help fill physics with life,
with vitality, with my breath ongoing,
for the drawing and passing of air entices life
into our midst.
Pursue the lessons, oh, the joys, of symbiosis!

Schizophrenia for me has been a war against myself
and those devices planted in my brain, but hold on,
because I am not paranoid! I planted them myself;
they’re devices for repression and devices for delusion.
One invents a device when a method of thinking is discovered, a method to organize meaning. Keeping in mind that I’ve never been able to well organize my room, my sentences, or organize my future, one could easily see the potential confusion for my mind released to wild nature. I feel at odds with my environment, extremely feel odd for sure. Do you want to know my biggest delusion? I believed our society was one grand illusion, for I couldn’t believe in extreme impiety, the kind of society itself broken from reality, the kind of society abhorrent to social, emotional, or racial inclusion, a society that stomped Earth’s biodiversity and stomped on fellow global citizens in holy wars of greed and creed.
I became so deluded, because I wouldn’t believe in true evil. I made up a story that some god had weird plans, and now forgetting that, I still won’t agree to see evil thru to its end.

Please: if you dig this poem,
go to dance and sing some music,
and make love, communicate.
In my waiting out storms schizophrenic,
I longed to experience this world’s sunlight again.
Feel the amazing release of your light,
deeply profound in every moment
because, really, you see, I’ve been meaning to explore and surrender to experiential discovery.

Gaia asks for tears, you pheonix,
so heal Earth with love on a never-ending quest.
Seek freedom in the sadness for the beauty that we are;
go emerge,
you can fly free from your cage….

Duration : 0:4:21

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Hello. I pieced this together late at night. I set old film clips to a poem, which I wrote and recorded myself reading.

Tomorrow or another day soon, I will piece together video for the remaining portion of the audio (available in full at soundclick.com/nerBeater), the latter of which is an improvised monologue discussion about schizophrenia. This project is about me sharing what is my experience of schizophrenia, which has taken me on arduous paths for understanding my psyche and the nature of human minds in general. I hope someone finds value in this expression. This film is serious in scope and meant to be taken earnestly although in it I am being an honest artist with my recovery over my psychological illness and have come to accept the occasional laugh. Hopefully, you’ll see the struggle I have faced in my opting for sanity and the silliness I must defend myself with.

I love youtube, and I hope to become good friends with those of you who appreciate this work and play and future work and play I contribute to youtube. (My friend with a camera will be helping me to film myself, as we and our friends make skits, vlogs, and wacky art.) Undoubtedly, I will appreciate your videos if you can appreciate mine. Mine are not meant for “the most general public”, but mainly those willing and desiring to interact with the art, ideas, suffering, and liberation of the cute, valiant, and extremely raw human self that offers fields of experience into and from which I intend fully to dive and to spelunk.

All the clips in my film are either photographs of myself or computer graphics drawn by myself, and the majority of clips are taken from the following three Creative Commons licenced films available at www.archive.org. I fully recommend to all youtubers to mine Creative Commons licenced material for all freedom is worth. It’s much favourable to breaking the law OR boring people with the popular, too common songs or scenes we’ve all heard. There’s a lot of ART SET FREE in this world. Look for it…

Angry Boy (Part I) – Affiliated Film Producers
Alexander Hammid’s sensitive narrative of how a pre-adolescent boy is helped by a psychiatrist to come to terms with his feelings.
Keywords: Psychology; Medicine: Psychiatry; Children: Psychology

http://www.archive.org/details/AngryBoy1950

Freedom and Power (Part II) – Wolff (Raphael G.) Studios, Inc.
This opulently produced film defines freedom as the abundance of electric power, and reviews U.S. history from an electrocentric viewpoint. With animation.
Keywords: Electricity; Patriotism; Animation: Advertising

http://www.archive.org/details/Freedoma1952_2

Steel: A Symphony of Industry – Audio Productions
Dramatic presentation of steel production.
Keywords: Metals: Steel; Labor: 1930s

http://www.archive.org/details/SteelASy1936

8D~~~~Peace!!

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