Summer by Wiley Gee

Echoes by Wiley Gee

Music Hobbies

Here's a link to my YouTube songs. It's a hobby I have rediscovered after a prolonged period. If you have some time and feel adventurous, check it out and offer a comment or thumbs up if you think it is warranted. I use Adobe premier for the videos and ableton live for mixing the audio. 

 Wiley G music videos

Let's Dance

Hello my sweet , hello my love

I am the one 

Whose love for you bounces across the zone

Embraces your cortex to the bone

 And unlike the crumbling sands of yore 

Our electricity will spark the lore

That binds us together

Regardless of the weather

Come and join me in this fabric of space 

We all love to call our place 

Let us venture into the realm 

of forever

Leave behind this world of whatever

And dance with the flow 

Of the Universal glow

I love you my sweet

Forever and ever

Amen.

Image and prompt inspired by http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ Please visit and try out for yourself.

Life and the Imagination of Immortality

We eat to survive

Food replenishes our bodily mechanism.

In fact all living things consume other living things to renew .

It seems to be the governing law of life.

Without eating we perish sooner than expected

And yet once we reach our life span we die anyway.

And so it goes, we perish and the cycle continues with the next generation of 

living organisms.

But this food consumption that replenishes our bodies also requires the oxygen 

that we breathe,

Without the interchange of gasses there is no life.

This process combines to create other substances 

So breathing and eating can be an apt definition of life.

Where am I going with this ?    

It seems Nature creates living things as food for 

other living things.

As a concept that helps define the mechanism 

governing life.

We eat and breathe to perpetuate the renewal of life.

This law of nature is not guided by morality but a 

simple structure of renewal.

Renewal defines the sequence of time

So the next question I must ask is how does the 

structure and renewal of my life measure up to the 

renewal of the expanding universe ? 

What exactly is my role in the renewal process ?

Am I to believe that my role is limited to the 

confines of an earthly ecosystem ?

Is it daft of me to signify I have a role to play in the 

great scheme of the universal mechanism of self 

perpetuation ?

Einstein once suggested that the Universe does not 

play dice.

And I agree that the idea of chance or accidental 

design cannot satiate my need for an answer to the 

purpose of life and renewal



So ?

To seek an answer to my question I am drawn into the 

world of quantum physics.

Quantum physics is an area of science that operates in the 

realm of probability

My basic understanding is that it is an area of science that 

does not fully comprehend how the fabric of the physical 

universe meshes together but still manages to harness a 

theory of probability enabling it to manipulate areas that 

help create the marvels of modern technology.

It is only with the power of imagination that scientists have 

been able to appreciate the flaws in our perceptions of 

reality and have opened up a new world of possibilities in 

defining the fabric of matter.

SO ?


Can my breathing, regenerative life be part of a process that 

helps in the renewal of the regeneration of the expanding universe ?


Can it be that my individuality is transformed into another

individual reality made up of a different set of physical realities ?

Can the processes I undergo as part of my life play part in 

the renewal of the transformative reality of the universe ?

Can the substances I generate through my breathing 

and daily renewal  be part of the all governing principle of Nature's 

renewal  into another sequence of reality ?

Can my  role and place in the expanding universe be a minor yet 

significant  player in the ever expanding renewal of the universe ?



WHAT GIVES WITH ALL OF THESE QUESTIONS ?

What is the outcome of all of this reflection ?

I am able to intellectualise my impulses to systematically 

rationalise  my obvious, momentary, transient 

existence ...............and satisfy a need for logical problem solving.


To end with two more of Einstein's quotes

• The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is comprehensible.

• We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.

Food for thought ?

Why I love a gambler and not the schemer ....

I came across this poem today and I was blown away by its simple and stark reality....

Charles Bukowski: Gamblers All

sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, 

I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside 

remembering all the times you've felt that way, and 

you walk to the bathroom, do your toilet, see that face 

in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my, but you comb your hair anyway, 

get into your street clothes, feed the cats, fetch the 

newspaper of horror, place it on the coffee table, kiss your 

wife goodbye, and then you are backing the car out into life itself, 

like millions of others you enter the arena once more. 

you are on the freeway threading through traffic now, 

moving both towards something and towards nothing at all as you punch 

the radio on and get Mozart, which is something, and you will somehow 

get through the slow days and the busy days and the dull 

days and the hateful days and the rare days, all both so delightful 

and so disappointing because 

we are all so alike and so different. 

you find the turn-off, drive through the most dangerous 

part of town, feel momentarily wonderful as Mozart works 

his way into your brain and slides down along your bones and 

out through your shoes. 

it's been a tough fight worth fighting 

as we all drive along 

betting on another day.

Reflections from Dystopia

I revisited George Orwell's "Nineteen Eighty Four" the other day and I began to ponder the modern parallels with our contemporary society. I know George Orwell died a bitter and broken man isolating himself on some remote island off the British coast and his attitude towards humanity was glum and gloomy. All this aside, after rereading his novel about the inevitable crushing of the human spirit I couldn't but help thinking and wondering if his impulse to project a vision of the world was borne out of a desire for change or inherent fear of what has become an accepted fact of human dynamics. The difference between the idea of desire and fear is very subtle. Without fear the motivation to investigate and observe the human condition is absent; without desire the need to dissect and challenge the human condition is equally absent. So is a depiction of the dystopic vision of humanity based on fear on what society has the potential to become ? or is it motivated by a sense of desire to expose and change ?
This may be a philosophical exercise on my part but I do suspect the implications for myself resonate deeper than personal superficial outcomes.
I fear my death, so this has become my personal dystopic vision of my life; however , through this fear I can find the desire to respect life and change my attitude towards the inevitable.
In society many in the western world are either guided or shaped by the media and their lives revolve around media expectations created by the media spinners. It is a constant battle to forge a vision of utopia in our midst through promoting a lifestyle of attitudes and beliefs based on a common cultural and shared understanding of a moral imperative shifting our values to suit an agenda whose source is beyond the knowledge of the ordinary person in the street. The rich and the powerful help to devise the agenda to increase their reverence towards the almighty dollar or whatever currency they support. The battle cries and the media spin of WW1 and WW2 harnessed the values of so many multitudes of helpless, innocent and gullible individuals on both sides of the government spectrums to take up arms and commit so many atrocities on their fellow species that any thinking man's grain of salt would have to acknowledge that fear was underpinning so much of the media's campaign.....and it was a fear targeting the individual. And this is just one simple, obvious and extreme example. The layers of media manipulation run deep. The numbers controlling the media's spin on reality are fewer and stronger. I like to call this the public relations of modern existence. It seems to be a harsh acceptance that what desires we have are channelled into a fear of what may become if we do not follow the code.  So to accept the inevitable, I believe is to deny the incredible..........the incredible lies, the exaggerated imaginings of conspiracies, the conjuration of an enemy, and incredible notions of success based on talentless talent and ofcourse the illusory power of master and slave.
I know money and wealth are the physical manifestations of power but even these are subject to the inevitable consequences of a dystopic vision inherent in all of  life. And the fear that triggers the misuse of power  I'm sure consumes the desire to live a contented and fulfilling life.