"The reformer is the greatest impediment to true change."  -- Jiddu Krishnamurte. 

Looking at this sentence for awhile one could probably introspect for many years to truly get it. 

Change is the contant of the universe; is all change good?  Was Krishnamurte speaking politically.  Or in all ways.  

My first thought is he was speaking that a reformer could recreate something thus disappearing it. 

Resistence causes persistence. 

So my guess is meditate in silence for the best outcome for anything

Supreme God Context Consciousness Bliss Ecstacy in charge makes Heaven on Earth and in earth and in us. 

Another definition of Earth is Light (upwardly redeemed matter). 

Therefore silence/stillness comes best into this world the more we sit in silence.

If the Left is simply not playing the game then the right is playing with itself.  They will get the outcome they want but it will be a "good" only  to the top 1-3% of the super wealthy and their crooked corporations.  There are honest corporations and we ought to give them our attention and business henceforth.

And so do I dream of a Left than can sit in stillness as a service to humanity, God and nature. 

If I was doing it would I be writing about it. 

There are people even to this day, many people, who want the Divine Plan for humanity and all the kingdom's of nature to work out.  Why do we limit.  We fear.  All is well.  Stay vigilant.  Be active if you want.  Pay attention.  And be the media.

(This after being pointed to an article (I did not read but now have scanned a few paragraphs which seem uninciteful -- from a friend who I respect on Facebook -- about how people on the Left seem invisible). 

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I went to the Oregon Country Faire (3rd time but for fewer days; not overnite which is super significant and when extra fun occurs...; and it was much like before for me. 

I tend to look at the most beautiful women I can look at and the most scantily endorned.  But, not that I need to defend that, I also talked to some women who were very nice and calming and inciteful and gentle and intelligent and attentive and friendly and more subtle than I am use to. 

Overall it felt like a giant family affaire and I ran into a few people I previously sort of know.  I know no other person.  Neither do I really know their Soul nor their mind.  "Someone at the faire said aloud to me "it's all in the mind you know."  As a band tried to play some Beatle songs.  (At the same time to the degree one knows oneself one probably knows some about all the humans we come in contact with.) 

Or maybe we all have totally different gifts and such we have been given or earned during many lifetimes).  Women were looking at and seeing the beauty of topless girls in their 20's, too, (the world has changed rapidly!) in the hot sun by some nice music in the kids area dancing just wildly enough so as not to ascend and yet with complete abandon to everyones' (especially their own) delight.  At the water fountain two let me pour water on their heads.  Ah to be 20-26  years old again. The water fountain became a practice in awareness.  Kids trying to fill their squirt guns; people wanting to cut in; people with 3-4 bottles to fill while one guy just wants a drink and has no bottle to fill (I filled mine and gave him a drink).  A business filling a pan of water.  Then finding more places to get water.  Drinking a lot of water.  Walking under misters.  Pouring water on my head.  Taking coed shower somewhat like at Esalen.  Unprepared with no soap or shampoo. 

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The entertainers playing with fire were good.  It was 11:00 p.m. before I went off to sleep in my small SUV.  I stayed many hours Fri. (sort of conscious over 11 hours  I think) and drove back Sat. nite.  The hot tub where I live was active.

I talked with 3-5 young women in detail and with great enjoyment at the Oregon Country Faire and a few fellows.  

Gave a bunch of teenagers a ride from where one buys tickets a short interesting distance to the event... a crowded ride to say the least to OCF.   Even a quick photo.  I did not take my camera.  The real party goes on behind the scenes over night I hear...it is where the limits of ones' imagination might occur...) I have never camped there overnight except in my car (around midnight I peter out). 

As I left I was treated nicely by some staff and got a hug between two women (she called it a sandwich).   This is an Annual 3 day event.  Danced with a group of people in white and one I had a crush on revealed herself to me the next day -- way cool.

I almost signed up for the Music Festival at Esalen but didn't.  I hope to attend future ones.  Never been to the Monterey Jazz Festival. 

It's nice to be home.  Cooked polenta with a little honey and cheddar cheese.

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God isn't far away.  Just shut your eyes.  

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Or Open Them.  :)

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"Green Lake" from my Van (Seattle WA) 1997 Acrylic on Black paper...