vegas phish
flying directly from a meditative state on a plane into a plain of abstract colorul utter nonsense. Two nights phish vegas. Very tired. welcome backs are always nice from phriends.
April 19, 2004
April 15, 2004
Jah Removal session one
"Yuh, im a rasta, not a dreadlock."
So have mercy on this poor island that the dutchman, Abel Tasman, bumped into, for it has experienced the wrath of both myself and my fellow travellers. There now comes a time to copulate with the sky in a big metallic bird, that having swallowed up many foreigners, shall spit us out onto the american continent. Seemingly, the pigs here are not too intimidating, no guns, no paranoia. It is time to move forward or onward, not in the dualistic sense, as opposed to backward, but strictly in the ephemeral sense of forward: in an uplifting manner, spiritual, one could say. Oh yes my friends, this experience has changed the optahedron in many ways. I have conquered many fears of mine and have been left alone naked on a barren rock in the middle of the ocean, bereft of my belongings and dodging attacks from frickin vicious manta ray eels. Alone on the mountainside with nothing but an iceaxe of fortitude and a jerry curl of temperance to shield me from the winds of my enemies; alcoholism, mischievousness etc. Finally i have climbed up to a mountain of salvation they call Dorje Chang, where my wounds have been healed, my emotions relayed with the succour of the divine. No longer am i aloof from the inner nature that i had not manifested in my daily life. My buddha nature. We are all sentient beings in a time of war, that is why we must carry spiritual artillery and bomb the hell out of the demons who lurk and lunge at us from the pit of dispair with a plentitude of razor like claws and ooozing stinking teeth that are decaying and poisonous. Yes my friends i tell you again this is the time of war, and california is about to be attacked by several severe earthquakes, plunging the whole country into the mare. Bewares my friends, bewares. Will you be the next hostage like those poor men and women in iraq, and if so, will you have the strength the courage or the gall to take one for the team? My friends i say to you, these are our final days. Live them as you will, but please be aware of the consequences. Take responsibilities for all things that need be.
over and out of new zealand:221
-optahedron
April 13, 2004
dharma
it is in nothing that
all one can ask for
is found.
it is in seeking nothing
that one shall most likely
find what one is
not looking for.
the intentions of the seeker
must be as pure
as what
is being sought.
to be happy.
to be happy without
anything, anyone,
with yourself.
the secret of mountains
is that the mountains simply exist,
as i do myself.
the mountains exist simply,
which i do not.
the mountains have
no meaning,
they are meaning.
the mountains are.
to become one with the mountains
or rivers or ponds
or birds
and the silence that lies in between,
is happiness.
to these things
i am far, far, far,
away...
April 08, 2004
Dorje Chang Buddhism Institute...peaceful
Yes I.
the I has now come to a rest after being marked upon without remorse by organic ink to say the least. I find myself wwoofing, but, hell, im not even a wwoofer. It is okay though, because now im in a more comfortable field, for i know a little bit about buddhism. Man when i got tattooed, Dan, after putting down a fifty dollar down payment, just stood there like a little girl, afraid of getting a tetnis booster. He backed out, tail between the legs, couldn't pull it off. Hah, to you dan, hah to you. Anyway, i digress as well. The Dorje Chang institute of Buddhist thought is located about twenty kilometers outside of Auckland central and is housing me for the rest of my stay, a peaceful eight days. how nice, me thinks. There is an extremely large stupa, shrine to the layman, in the middle of the courtyard, and the gardens are wonderful. Last week Lama Zopa Rinpoche, who is considered to be a bhoddisavta or a buddha, was visiting and teaching here for a week. we nearly missed it but got the chance to meet him today. his hands are soft like butter, cause he aint got any manual labor to be doin. yes i. that is the life. he is taken after like a pregnant woman during her last weeks of the final term. personal servants and all. however he is very wise and i shouldn't speak of the lama that way. it is just i have never met a lama before but now my utmost respect for him, he is calle, his greatness. he is a tibetan master. the people here are quite nice and the work is easy. grapefruit trees, lemon trees, fijoa? yes i yes i, it is nice to be stationary again after the van broke down. lots of baggs to carry when hitch hiking. tibetan buddhism is awesome, truly it is. i cant wait for next year when i go to nepal, india and tibet. the library at this center is so unbelievable, thousands upon thousands of books from ram das to thik nhat hahn to the dalai lama himself. zopa rimpoche is a very spiritual leader and you guys should look him up. dharma is very strange and until today, i did not know that maybe i really was on to something. till then, same sketch time, same sketch channel.
optahedron.
see you suckers in vegas. i will write before then.
April 04, 2004
And then there was tattoo
So it comes down to it: can i hold up my end of the bargain.
thats what it always comes down to, chris.
the answer that lies around the roundabout
is about to be turned into a permanent reality.
I will let you in on a little secret.
Matty already has one.
Prick prick prick
the best cigarette ever i suppose
and not an unhealthy one at that.
a very healthy balancing cigarette.
wounds throb and when you concentrate on
wounds that are fresh
it seems as if there is a heart
in your chest.
pumping, blood.
adrenaline.
ink?
Well, wellington is the place.
the home of the world reknowned,
Roger Ingerton.
He tattooed Elijah wood after the making of the Lord of the Rings films.
Who else for optahedron but the best.
After this, oh yeah we are at an herbal healer's house who also has yoga classes, right outside of wellington. We built a fence and i built a shelf in this lady's house. she seems to think im some sort of frickin handyman. i told her im a lazy goofball with spiritual aspirations. she said ok, now make the shelf and build me a fence. its nice to eat all vegetarian organic for a week though. ah, after this to the tibetan buddhism sanctuary in auckland. no vipassana yet. not ready i think. i hear there is one in b.c. though. till next time. same sketch time, same sketch channel.
optahedron.
March 27, 2004
Wanganui and thoughts.
in wanganui right now. some blog trouble for the last little while. now okay. painting and writing some. i find painting to be easier than writing these days. i find that i am just taking notes. field notes. later i will write with more seriousness, for i lack a constant cpu unit. too many meals of fish and chips though the john dory fish and blue cod are excellent. a shaven melon on my shoulders renders me unattractive to the opposite sex but no longer do i care, for my lustful thoughts have been put asunder. now i can look at people's eyes and if their mind's are attractive, that is all that matters. that is the only way i will talk to anyone. if i am drawn their eyes. not the beauty of their eyes, for i look through their eyes. i am still dreaming and seeing the most unimaginable visions and manifesting them as they appear in my waking reality. i am reading much and yoga helps to strengthen my will. when thoughts evade me, i run for them and throw my net over their flightful wings. drawing them back to me is important. i want nothing to escape. ram ram. yes-i
-optahedron
not titled
disturbing my thought process
was a bird in the window
looking at me
he said,"why do you write so fast"?
i must move as fast as time to keep up
involved in things that i cannot understand
there is something that pricks at the nape of my neck
not a bug or an itch
it is inside me.
i fear nothing is epidermal anymore.
i must move as fast as time to keep up
my days of fear are over
and i am on my way to becoming a man of knowledge
seeing things in different ways is my only present intent.
i must move even faster now
for now i have phantom enemies
not any living things
people are all the same.
they pass me on the streets and their blank stares
or their hideous grins
no longer anger me.
nothing of this world can upset me or anger me.
i, like the shark, must constantly move forward to survive
it is in this that i take comfort
no longer shall i let outside things
epidermal things
slow me down
prohibit my learning.
in moving forward constantly
nothing obstructing my path,
i must constantly focus.
for the loss of focus and concentration
when seeing
is death.
if i stop moving forward
i will die.
Hey Chris-It works for me
Hey dude, I just reset your password to the one you gave me and I can blog in fine.
Hopefully it's just crappy computers you're using.
Let me know if you have any more problems.
Peace
walter
March 10, 2004
Leaving Christchurch
Transcending and amending a misunderstanding
we now leave christchurch to do some more farming.
Some may go north
and some may go south.
We shall meet up in Queenstown
and bungee about.
Sorry to all
who don't understand me
i write in many styles
i wish not to offend thee.
I will not blog again for a week.
Chris Opalenik
March 03, 2004
Wellington and last week
Well, so it is that we have made our way safely to Wellington. After some interesting nights in Rotorua and a day in Taupo, we travelled to Taranaki to Taurangi where mt. doom from the lord of the rings was filmed. it is a ski mountain. Very beautiful. we did a six mile hike and then cooked some pasta and booked it to wellington. Last night we saw the movie 21 grams, which i must say is very disturbing. Anyway. getting a tattoo today with matty. We are on schedule as far as the travel proposal is concerned. I feel motivated and inspired but need a solid place to paint and do more writing. i think this will come on the south island. we are next going to nelson to work on a naked organic farm with 12 divas. Oh yeah, surfing in Mt. Maurangani was very tough, i barely was able to keep afloat for the waves were huge, and my lungs out of shape.
optahedron
February 28, 2004
manifestations
Three times this trip i have manifested deja vu experiences that have occured in dreams. Once i have the deja vu, i stop and sit down, meditate. From there i try and remember what happened next in the original dream consciousness. Last night, for instance, Dan and I were sleeping in our van in Paihia, the town on the east coast of Northland. Dan and i were having a very vivid conversation about the afterlife and about a Vipissana yoga and meditation retreat that is ten days long and requires silence during this time. Before falling asleep Dan mentioned our time of departure the next morning and if he should set an alarm. Lying in the butterfly pose and meditating, for i had just had a second deja vu of the day, i replied, "don't worry Dan, they will wake us up."
At four in the morning there was a frantic rapping on the window and suddenly it was opened by a stinking drunk Maori man wearing a royale and creme Los Angeles Dodgers jersey. He wanted to know why there were keys left in the lock outside our van and if we wanted any drugs. Half asleep and unsure if this was another dream, I grabbed the keys, motioned with my hand to dismiss him and yawned. 15 hours of sleep. the most i have had in about five years. We are rested and strong. I write from the meditation yoga retreat garden in Kohukohu, where matty has been for the past week. Van is sturdy and our wills our determined to make the damndest film we possibly can. The northland is very bland. We go tomorrow to all see the largest kauri tree in the country. Recently a very famous tree. Then to Rotorua, Taupo, Wanganui and Wellington. Along the way we intend to do some tourist activity but put a weird gonzo spin on them and document as we have been. We have about two hours of digital footage. About three paintings, many journal and sketch entries. Tomorrow i begin the first chapter of my short non fiction piece. I have been marinating on several ideas to start/compell my readers. Yoga is so beautiful. My chakras are slowly becoming aligned. more to come. sri yantra ram ram.
-optahedron
February 26, 2004
Ruggedest van Iver
Crazy german hitch-hikers.
120KM/HR on the 90 mile beach.
Little blue penguins.
Stupid swedes.
Best fish i have eaten in months.
Some of the craziest film footage iver.
dead seagull. Oops.
Going to Pahia. Then to get a tattoo.
Will blog soon.
Optahedron
February 22, 2004
new-ish
So I had doubted myself.
a big mistake when travelling abroad.
trust is big big big.
not only in yourself
but in your friends and family
i know this is kind of romantic crap
but the reality of the matter is
if you cannot trust yourself
or your loved ones.
if you are travelling abroad
and have not security and bonds
you might as well throw your money into a filth ridden drain pool.
The wan, as the austrians call it
is wery wery nice and good yuh.
nineteen hundred kiwi.
we negotiated from three thousand.
pots
pans
stove
included
stereo
diesel
efficient
just what we planned.
I have trust in myself to make life changing
and positive decisions.
though the life i live may catch
scrutiny.
The I is very spiritual and knows much.
Much more than the I would let on to any of you.
I wish that no one could read my writing till im dead.
six chakras. one body.
ras. ram. god. yaweh.
yes. I.
We head now to the northern penninsula of the north island. matty is waiting there for us.
there is a queensize bed in the back of the wan.
to surf, to swim to find a girl that's slim. right more very soon.
yours in love,
Optahedron
February 21, 2004
"wisdom is magic"
i am going to write
to write a story.
The scene. Massage parlors.
Open twenty four-seven.
nearly every asian
ethnicity represented.
All over Auckland the I finds
these things. Perverse thoughts are
pushed into your head.
We must not allow our senses
to be dulled
by the constant thoughts of lust and
passion.
Because in fact,
your not even getting a massage
at all.
And it is twice as much
as a therapeutic one.
This should be a good story,
the I thinks.
Finding the best real masseuse
in the largest city
in New Zealand.
Except, there will be no sexual interactions between
the I and the masseuse.
We are merely forming a hypothesis
that states,
"We do not think any of these women will know how to give a good massage. Not even with a shower v.i.p room."
Just a hypothetical story plot that I have been thinking of for a documentary that could exist. About my last blog. I changed the words that were deemed not suitable for my weblog. I apologize for the truth and my droll sense of humor.
Yours truly with Jah.
-optahedron
February 19, 2004
On Meditation... a poem
Breathing,
the entrance of spiritus
into the diaphragm
the hold and exhale.
Mindful,
as meditative stability
is induced.
White light.
Prana.
Three inches back
in between your
two oculi,
the sixth chakra.
peace, presence,
perseverance.
Ram, Ram, Ram...
-Optahedron
the icosahedron
In Golden section - Pentagon - Dodecahedron I have explained how a regular dodecahedron can be constructed starting from a cube and what relation exists between the edge of this dodecahedron and the edge of the given cube.
The ratio edge of the dodecahedron / edge of the cube is the inverse of the golden number Phi. If we consider also a second cube, "circumscribing" the dodecahedron the ratio of the edge of the dodecahedron and the edge of this second cube is the inverse of the square of Phi.
The regular icosahedron
Although Euclid (book XIII proposition 16) constructs a regular icosahedron starting with a given sphere, there's a nice method to construct a regular icosahedron starting from a given cube.
We want six of the edges of the icosahedron to be positioned in the faces of the given cube as indicated on the first drawing. The twelve vertices of the icosahedron must be the endpoints of this line segments (second drawing)!
We should derive the length of the edges as a function of the length of the edges of the given cube, or even better, their proportion (third drawing).
-Euclid
p.s.
just something i have been trying to figure out.
rastafari has no color
This is my primal entry from Auckland, New Zealand. Suprisingly, all three of us fine young sorcerers made it into this country. Matty and I both stayed in Inglewood, Los Angeles an extra night after dan departed on his 24hr. flight schedule. Inglewood is a very beautiful place despite the poverty and my overwhelming concern with liminality. I still can't get the metallic taste of the ghetto out of my oral orifice and Venice Beach is the same as it was last visit, hip. Anywho, New Zealand. Matty and I made some fine connections in the airport with some experienced surfers who were down to earth and very helpful at answering out repetitive questions. There are plenty of vans to buy and we have more than enough scrill to take care of business. Today, while smoking a fine cigar after a meal and a pint, a man told me i looked like a young Fidel Castro. It was probably the hat. So, we are currently at a very nice hostel on Albert and Welleslely. The national beer sucks but the nightlife is good and the women i have never seen the likes of. I cant wait to see American beaches be put to shame. "run for the roses".
will talk rasta to you later.
in the name of the most high, selassie I.
LOVE AND WARMTH,
-OPTAHEDRON I
January 15, 2004
Brahman of Time
Hella Spirtual/ Yes I
Spiritual Discoveries
I am interested in the Tao. Life moves too quickly for the lifeforces to be recognized. The Babylonian exile cometh again.