Lucid Dreaming & A Psychosis

This page can tell you far better than I can about what Doctors call a Psychosis. On it, it states:

Psychosis (also called a psychotic experience or episode) is when you perceive or interpret events differently from people around you. This could include experiencing hallucinations, delusions or flight of ideas.

It is tonights thinking that I wish to address in the light of the above quote. Have tonights revelations been, quoting the passage above, a way out of my psychosis or part of my psychosis?

As the hardcore followers of this Blog will have been made aware, several times, I wrote (in a ham-fisted fashion) about The Butterfly Dream (here). Here it is again in Chinese and translated -

昔者莊周夢為蝴蝶,栩栩然蝴蝶也,自喻適志與,不知周也。俄然覺,則蘧蘧然周也。不知周之夢為蝴蝶與,蝴蝶之夢為周與?周與蝴蝶則必有分矣。此之謂物化

“Once Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting and fluttering around, happy with himself and doing as he pleased. He didn’t know he was Zhuangzi. Suddenly he woke up and there he was, solid and unmistakable Zhuangzi. But he didn’t know if he was Zhuangzi who had dreamt he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhuangzi.”

 

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The Things I have Against The Industrial Revolution

More than one-third of American adults wake up in the middle of the night on a regular basis. Of those who experience “nocturnal awakenings,” nearly half are unable to fall back asleep right away. Doctors frequently diagnose this condition as a sleep disorder called “middle-of-the-night insomnia,” and prescribe medication to treat it.

Mounting evidence suggests, however, that nocturnal awakenings aren’t abnormal at all; they are the natural rhythm that your body gravitates toward. According to historians and psychiatrists alike, it is the compressed, continuous eight-hour sleep routine to which everyone aspires today that is unprecedented in human history. We’ve been sleeping all wrong lately — so if you have “insomnia,” you may actually be doing things right. Read more…

Nothing To Look At Here

Nothing to look at here – nothing, what so ever.

I am really hoping that my house does not get burgled. I have committed to blogging as much as possible this year. Nothing like the disaster that was the bet two years ago – where I foolishly took on Dragondrop on a 365 blog dual. No no, just the regular; Blog as much as possible but do not put too much pressure on yourself. Read more…

Mr. Men

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Hippy Bollocks About Hair

In indigenous cultures, men and woman are recognized by the length and glory of their hair. The cutting of hair by oppressors has long represented the submission and defeat of a People, through humiliation. The way a People comb, braid, tie and colour, their Hair is of great significance.  Each hair style represents a different frame of mind.

Hair is largely believed by them to be an extension of your thoughts.  Hair styles are especially important for they portray and announce participation in various events. Your hair style indicates your state of merriment or mourning at a given time, whether you’re marriageable or married, your age, and tribal status.  It is a representation of your feelings and your life situation. Read more…

Self Managing Garden

The Daily Mail has a fascinating feature on David Latimer and his soon to be 54-year-old bottle garden that he started on Easter Sunday back in 1960. Read more…

Yo!


Yo! MTV Raps Unplugged – A Tribe Called Quest… by LazyOldAnnabella

An Article From The Telegraph (I Know!)

Bob Copper used to tell a funny story against himself. When he and his brothers once sang a folk song in a Sussex pub during a game of darts, they were met with the angry cry: “Shut that bloody dirgy old noise up”.

Copper, who died in 2004, was born 100 years ago (January 6 1915) and is rightly hailed as one of the key figures in 20th-century English folk music. His centenary is being celebrated on January 24 at Cecil Sharp House, the home of the English Folk Dance & Song Society, in a day of events and talks that culminate in a concert featuring, among others, The Copper Family, Martin Carthy, Maddy Prior, Oak, Spiro, Nancy Wallace, Jon Boden, Fay Hield, Neil McSweeney and Jim Causley.

The famous singing family of Rottingdean, East Sussex, are revered for their work collecting English folksongs. Bob Copper’s earliest musical memories were of sitting around the fire singing with his father, Jim, and his grandfather James Copper, who was born in 1845. An essay on the songs of James Copper and Thomas Copper, Bob’s great-uncle, was presented at the inaugural meeting of the English Folk Song Society in 1899.

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Lunatic

“Lunatic” is an informal term referring to people who are considered mentally ill, dangerous, foolish or unpredictable; conditions once called lunacy. The term may be considered insulting in serious contexts, though is now more likely to be used in friendly jest. The word derives from lunaticus meaning “of the moon” or “moonstruck”. The term was once commonly used in law.

The term lunatic derives from the Latin lunaticus which originally referred mainly to epilepsy and “madness” as diseases caused by the Moon. By the fourth and fifth centuries astrologers began to commonly use the term to refer to neurological and psychiatric diseases. Philosophers such as Aristotle and Pliny the Elder argued that the full Moon induced insane individuals with bipolar disorderby providing light during nights which would otherwise have been dark, and affecting susceptible individuals through the well-known route of sleep deprivation. Through at least 1700 it was also a common belief that the Moon influenced fevers, rheumatism, episodes of epilepsy and other diseases. Read more…

Laurence Cadbury

Everybody I know has heard about Cadbury’s Chocolates – but this letter entry piqued my interest.

A New Hero Of Mine. Laurence Cadbury.

A New Hero Of Mine.

I found this on www.whitefeatherdiaries.org.ukThe white feather diaries is a social media storytelling project marking the centenary of World War I. It offers an insight into overlooked aspects of war: resistance to killing and the relief of suffering. This diary entry I stumbled across was eloquently penned by Laurence Cadbury.

Laurence was a Quaker engineer from Birmingham. As the son of George Cadbury, then head of the famous chocolate firm, he was immersed in the world of Quakerism. He was also at home in upper class society as a result of his family’s wealth and his private education.

Laurence’s training as an engineer combined skill with personal enthusiasm. He was fascinated by cars – at a time when most people in Britain had never ridden in one. He was particularly attached to his own car, which he named “the Beetle”.

War came when Laurence was 25.

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