Category: video art

The Witness

On By Donny Lee DukeIn childhood education, ego activism, overhead music, video art2 Comments 
Share to Her Wonder
Yes sir those beasts are mine.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I’m a mustache fan,
Johnny B. Goode.
Don’t put out the secret to the universe.
Move seeds,
the intersection of whoever we are.

A bird from the passing by of the ships,
cosmic order,
it’s got esoteric wings,
and you’re mesmerized.
This locks you in the sky.
It holds your hand.
It laughs with children
in the moments of their cats and dogs.
It belly rubs
and takes you on a journey to the stars,
where it’s made.

It don’t just turn you on.
We go to the transformation of society,
another name for Supermind.
You see its location on earth,
right above you,
where the heart meets the sky.
On somebody’s shoulders
this love.
He is your friend in infinity,
with a special clarity seeing
that you know he’s witnessed,
and he carries you there
in the sweet hands of children,
and let’s make it clear:
never bleed a child
or give them suffering to wear.
They change the world
into how they’ve been handled.

We have no idea
how hands on this is,
how intimate and caring,
and how it makes or breaks our world.
It’s the entranceway to spiritual change
and the transformation of our world.
It’s big stuff.

You hear it at noon.
Wait a minute,
and it will be all over the skies.
It’s the role we need to see.
We’ll be there tomorrow,
when we use the internet for great things,
examine the formation of society and not just complain about it,
make its engines reformat the world
and to better even for fishes
and a safety net for trees,
into loving homes
and spiritual change,
holding our cats and dogs dearly,
what we week today.

Do you like the sound of that?
It’s comin’ on your muffler now.
Share this piece of music
if you want the times to wear it
on the holiday of our ideas,
the special occasion we need to see them with.
Share these thoughts
to your largest room,
and that’s where we find tomorrow
if you want a better world
healing papa
and beautiful with her children momma.
Share this video
on the way to our ship.

How I believe in you,
and I’m not stupid aren’t I?
Getting results,
it’s in your hands now.
The best days are yet to come.

I’m cookie honest with yah.
We ride children to our goal.
We’ll figure it out.

You Lift on a Stroke, There’s a Dog Shelter

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A video-photo-poem, my own design, on its material level this is a promotional video for the Auroville Dog Shelter in Auroville, India. It’s the aim of this video art to take that material into the spiritual realms and beyond. To send donations to the shelter, go to this link: http://www.aurovilledogshelter.com/

We Ready This Music for Death Today

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We have Nithish
shortly—
how are you?
I’m fine and you?
This very big quote discipline,
where you don’t have to.
Nobody’s taking down your posts.
You’ve reached starlight here.

Oh I don’t know.
Would you like some singers please?
Grab dumb ideas,
unless you put that in the shop,
make this beautiful,
give this a whirlwind.
We’re comin’ upon it now.

Brandin’ a microphone.

It’s got good music on it.
They will hear it.
You’re soundin’ the alarm.
Nithish is in trouble.
He needs help,
these five points.

The Social Reality

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Nitish’s latest video for his YouTube Channel. The podcast the poem talks about is ours, mentioned frequently on this blog, The Dream Company

All photos and videos for the video we shot using a Vivo X-60 Pro. Obviously we need camera equipment.

A Better Shake Himself

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Nitish’s new video for his YouTube channel, a challenging poetic odyssey to and at the top Arunachala mountain, Tamil Nadu, India

A Better Shake Himself
Where was that orange beginning?
4:30 at the government.
It’s time to quit school.
I do not think it’s normal.
You think it defines a kid.
What boring lives you must live.
Say hello to the teacher.
Is school good for kids?

Where would Ramana Maharshi bring us?
I don’t think I understand that yet.
I don’t know what it means to be free on the inside.
Imagine not wanting ice cream, or chocolate, or snacks,
and when the world grabs me
I don’t get upset.
Imagine I love everybody the same,
and I love them dearly.

I can imagine these things,
but is that what I want?
But I think I wanna be happy
in any room I’m in.
Wouldn’t you?

That’s it spiritual enlightenment
according to Maharshi.
Do you like shrimps?
Press that.
You run dates?
Don’t get any bigger than that.
Open!

This interviewing for
the Supermind,
The Supermind—
I came home to your paper at Gingee.
Enlightenment opens the door.
Gets all tangled up in enlightenment,
this soul concept I mention.

This sing on little boy,
I lost half of his head
when he went back to school.
I put my hands up.
I throw him away.
Okay what do I do with him?
School finishes him off.
Yeah I know,
gentler society
சின்ன பையன் (cinna paiyan)

We need to get rid
of they lose themselves in school.
Do that,
and reading, writing, and arithmetic will not get in the way of enlightenment.
It’s all on the table,
Mr Soul concept
and the way to enlightenment.

It’ll be a mountain put you there,
one you face alone,
no matter how many climbing partners you have.
You hear the allegory:
you mountain climb the spiritual path.
There’s no other way to get there,
no other way atall.

Can one understand from animals we came?
In that mountain you can.
I gotta study everything.
Mouth of destiny
does not use memorization.
Get out and do.
This is the balance.
Part of it’s red color.
Beyond the rulebook
spiritual enlightenment.

It starts with meditation
the wrong man will get you to believe.
There’s clothes bigger.
How intense is going to be
your progress through life.
Consciousness reals shadows.
The seat of his consciousness
put on there’s more
to reality to see.

Went to the hardest places
in the video game,
their inner spaces.
I need you to put on moral glasses
the preacher will tell you.
No, you are wide open to the sky.
Enlightenment comes through a clear lens.
To all find open to my computer.

Not his trusted hiking partner there beside him,
it’s an enlightened-year-old kid.
That’s his school.
It’s happenin’.
You want that killed dead?You wouldn’t wanna mess that up.

Not the only banjo.
Colynn Hit,
Mr Presscot,
and yours truly Who-Would’ve-Thought-It,
combine their forces with this little boy to meet enlightenment—
climbing partners everyone,
a sadhana circle, dream group, sort of thing.
We’re all comin’ along.
You comin’?

A Poet Speaks

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We made this video for Nitish’s YouTube channel: S. Nitish

Beauty’s Reign

On By Donny Lee DukeIn black and white photography, ego activism, Inner Voice and Vision, supermind, the integral yoga, the psychic being, video artLeave a comment


Beauty’s Reign

Verse 1

d               a         g
It’s been a long time,
a
long, long, long time,
g                              a                    d     g
everything that’s sung and in one line.
d                            a               g
Work up slowly your way to it.
d                                   g                   a
And the folk song’s driftin’ on a better day.
d                          a                  g
The folk song’s liftin’ on a inner ray:
d                g        a           g              d
the many splendors of beauty’s reign.
g                a        d              g
Here the heart wants to share
g                        a                       d
snow covered music for my kind,
g                                        a                                      d
on the wings of the time, on the wings of a dove, on the wings of love.
a                           g
So many changes for my kind,
a                    d
everything to do with the divine,
a                              g
everything that’s true,
d                      a                       g
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign,
d              a                      g                       d
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign.

Verse 2

d a  g
Let go,
a
let, let, let go.
g a      d       g
Land wide release.
d             a                   g
You are llamada up above. (Spanish, pronounced ‘yamada’)
d                                   g                   a
And the folk song’s driftin’ on a better day.
d                          a                  g
The folk song’s liftin’ on a inner ray:
d                g        a           g              d
the many splendors of beauty’s reign.
g                a        d              g
Here the heart wants to share
g                        a                       d
snow covered music for my kind,
g                                        a                                      d
on the wings of the time, on the wings of a dove, on the wings of love.
a                           g
So many changes for my kind,
a                    d
everything to do with the divine,
a                              g
everything that’s true,
d                      a                       g
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign,
d              a                      g                       d
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign.

Verse 3

d            a  g
A time of change,
a
change, change, change, change,
g                a                               d              g
when the world pipe knows only one thing.
d                    a                      g
You have to know it very well.
d                                   g                         a
And the folk song is tempted by an adverse fate.
d                            a                                     g
The folk song is driftin’ wrong on the Titan’s urge.
d                   g  a   g                  d
He saw my sun, moon, and stars.
g      a   d            g
Put all change back.
g                          a                             d
But in the play there’s a process aware of,
d                g        a                           d
Look out of the psychic being’s urge.
a                         g
And that weakness was no longer,
a                             d
and that weakness was no longer.
a                     g
It shattered not
d                      a                       g
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign,
d              a                      g                       d
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign.

Ending

D          A              G
This is from the sun (3xs):
g              a                      d                       g
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign,
d              a                      g                       d
beauty’s ray, beauty’s role, beauty’s reign.

Honey Do You Sweep Under the Rug?

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Video: ‘Lucy’s Cosmic Dream’ by Douglas M.

Honey do you Sweep Under the Rug?

by Donny Duke

Hey John Coward,
me too coming.
Standing on the train.
Look at
where is she:
is this a science
or is this evidence?
You look for invigorating theories
brought on by the catchphrase word.
Delve deeper and you might find life.

What’s this habit here?
Only outward tuned.
Tell me you don’t know anything:
it’s all conjecture, guess, and patchwork answer.
Evangelize this uncertainty.
All that can be known is in your little book.
Gimmie that a second;
right here
it says you’re at
a larger historia
than right here taking an inventory of what I’m saying.

Behind closed doors
a muscle romance with dawn
tells your inner life with dream.
Behind walls of thought
you are rounding
2000
go somewheres.
Open your inner life,
spend time there.

Where is the key?
In the realm of your bed,
around the neck of dream
and other things during sleep.
Pour over the books there like a university.

No way –
a phantom
I see it.
Superstition idn’t it?
Science’s armchair here?
Science can’t reckon there.

Ambulance
we got here.
Trade anonymous
perfume
for the smell of God at your door.
It’s expensive.

Oh you laugh and say smile?
Don’t try to shut up the bottom mile
Richard.
Alight lookin’ good Brenda.
Still study your cat.
Bank it on the lips of dream
the rest of it.

Originally posted with the title “See Beyond the Peon” and without the last verse as a comment to the BBC Magazine article Point of View: "Ghosts and the Material World", May 5, 2013. It came via the inner voice.

 

Lucid Quest for the Light, a video

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I saw this on a Lucid Dreaming closed group page I follow, and over 12,000 people are in it, and so it’s a fast feed. Coming at me are ideas, images, and videos that run the gambit if something’s worth my time or not, and so I have to be very choosy or I waste my time, which I have to add isn’t so bad because it’s good to see all the degrees of quality, from bad to worse. While there is a lot of ‘good stuff’, and things I just need to see, else I wouldn’t follow the group, much of the material and media coming down the page is either ads (disguised as a person; I do it too) or rough drafts to say it kindly.

A difficulty in detecting things of quality is that things are coming down the pike very quickly, and you only have a second or so to recognize quality work, and that kind of work by its very nature takes more than a second or two to appraise. In fact a lot of the time it’s even jarring and disjointed, or too obtuse, the first couple of three times you see it.

You have to give it more than a chance, and so, it’s not possible to always or even often actually spend you time on what’s worth your time, since something worth it also taxes you at the same time, taxes you with your focused attention, and you don’t give that freely. It’s the dilemma of art in a digital medium, a dilemma of us all.

This video by Paul W. Coca is art, maybe not Michael Angelo or immortal, but it crosses that indefinable line that makes a work art. I didn’t see it the first time, only saw a good video, but after living with it some, and especially after Douglas liked it (I admit it I’m herd sour), I see what I’d like to share with others because it will enrich them.

Donny