AVISION PROJECT

Myanmar elections --MUST SEE

2010-11-12T09:24:00.001-08:00

True Yoga FROM The YOGINI'S

2010-08-20T14:57:00.000-07:00

Yogini (Sanskrit: योगिनी, yoginī, [ˈjoginiː]) is the feminine form corresponding to the masculine yogi. Yoginis are known to possess a steadfast mind, which they cultivate through the disciplined pursuit of transcendence, an idea that is central to the practice of yoga. Tantric scholars have described yoginis as independent, outspoken women with graceful spirits, without whom yoga would fail to achieve its full, fruitful purpose.[1]

Though the leaders of the modern Yoga-asana & meditation tradition have often been male, the vast majority of modern practitioners are female[2], including many who have attained mastery through the primary Yoga of the embodied Shakti life mysteries of the life cycle and mothering. Only the female can awaken the muladhara chakra (the seat of the Kundalini-shakti) via fertility and sexuality; the male must use kriya Yoga.[3]

WBAI RADIO ON WALL STREET MECHANICS

2010-07-16T07:23:00.001-07:00

about 5 minutes into this Democracy now! broadcast, an economist breaks down the mechanics of the Stock market, very straight forward and poignant! check out this broadcast from WBAI RADIO PACIFICA.

http://archive.wbai.org/files/mp3/100716_080001dn.MP3

Here's a little secret....In The Brain..

2010-07-09T09:50:00.000-07:00

DR Congo oil tanker blaze 'kills 220'

2010-07-03T11:19:00.000-07:00

DR Congo oil tanker blaze 'kills 220'

Page last updated at 11:05 GMT, Saturday, 3 July 2010 12:05 UK

Aftermath of oil tanker explosion Many people were killed when the fire engulfed their homes

At least 220 people are feared dead after an oil tanker exploded and set fire to parts of a village in the Democratic Republic of Congo.

The truck, travelling from Tanzania, overturned in the village of Sange near the country's eastern border.

The fuel oil spread through the village before exploding, AFP news agency said.

Scores more people are believed injured. The UN has corrected its earlier report that five peacekeepers had died and now says none were killed.

Accidents involving tankers which catch fire are not uncommon in the region, and the death toll is often high because people try to collect spilled fuel.

Vincent Kabanga, spokesman for the South Kivu regional government, said: "A tanker truck coming from Tanzania overturned in the village of Sange.

"There was a crush [of people] and a petrol leak, there was an explosion of fuel oil which spread through the village."

The village is about 70km (40 miles) south of the town of Bukavu in South Kivu, close to the border with Burundi.
'Excessive speed'

Earlier reports said the number of dead could be as high as 270.

James Reynolds of the International Committee of the Red Cross (ICRC) said the toll "was likely to rise". More than 100 people were injured, he added.

The ICRC is taking medicine and body bags to the village, and preparing to fly the wounded to hospital by helicopter.

Mr Reynolds, deputy head of the ICRC delegation in the area, said: "It is a small village. When the truck turned over a lot of people gathered round. It then caught fire and spread through the village."
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Dozens of homes, many built from earth and straw, were engulfed in the night-time fire.

It was unclear whether the truck exploded when it crashed or whether the blaze was started later.

Marcellin Cisambo, governor of South Kivu, told Reuters: "Some people were killed trying to steal the fuel, but most of the deaths were of people who were indoors watching the [World Cup] match.

A police officer based in Bukavu said the accident had been caused by the lorry's "excessive speed".

The officer, who did not give his name, said that many of the villagers who surrounded the vehicle before it exploded were children.

The village, which is home to many Congolese soldiers and their families, was "in total mourning", the officer added.

NU SONG- ''When The World Is Silent'' By AVISION

2010-07-01T10:45:00.000-07:00

This is a heart felt song I composed and produced about having to let go of the fear of letting go....and moving on, yet having the confidence that one will reunite with true love again...Enjoy

''When The World Is Silent'' by AVISIONMUSIC

Listen To Know The Ledge Radio for Real History, Science and Beyond

2010-07-01T10:42:00.000-07:00

Listen to internet radio with Know The Ledge Radio on Blog Talk Radio

Listen to internet radio with KNOW THE LEDGE RADIO on Blog Talk Radio

BP Slick Covers Dolphins and Whales

2010-06-30T11:17:00.000-07:00

Quote from the producers:

''This was the most emotionally disturbing video I have ever done!
A flight over the BP Slick Source where I saw at least 100 Dolphins in the oil, some dying. I also photographed a Sperm Whale covered in oil all around it's blow hole.
Please spread this around the world. Send me any links to places it gets posted so I can follow.
I want to piss off the world. Who will answer for these gentle creatures?''

New Poem on my Lafem.blogspot.com site

2010-06-30T11:15:00.000-07:00

Aisha Moksha... BY AVISION

Aisha...Aisha...Aisha... chant the orchids, like a sacred mantra....
Aisha's cries could be heard sweeping through the purple valleys and over the water pools of Shambala...

read More at: www.lafem.blogspot.com

Thank You for visiting----june 30th 2010 2:16 pm

MAHAVIDYAS---DIVINE MOTHERS PUPIL.

2010-06-25T19:37:00.000-07:00

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahavidya

Mahavidyas (Great Wisdoms) or Dasa Mahavidyas are a group of ten aspects of the Divine Mother or Devi in Hinduism. The Ten Mahavidyas are Wisdom Goddesses, who represent a spectrum of feminine divinity, from horrific goddesses at one end, to the ravishingly beautiful at the other [1].

The development of Mahvidyas represents an important turning point in the history of Shaktism as it marks the rise of Bhakti aspect in Shaktism, which reached its zenith in 1700 CE. First sprung forth in the post-Puranic age, around 6th century C.E., it was a new theistic movement in which the supreme being was envisioned as female. A fact epitomized by texts like Devi-Bhagavata Purana, especially its last nine chapters (31-40) of the seventh skandha, which are known as the Devi Gita, and soon became central texts of Shaktism

Thank You

2010-06-24T10:25:00.000-07:00

Lila Washte --- Thank You to all of you who visit and inquire. Peace And Eternal Love!

NEW MUzIK Video ''ACACIA TREE CEREMONY''

2010-06-21T14:35:00.000-07:00

I have released a New mash-up video in dedication to all of the Worlds and universes Tribes of creation, children of the ZUN....Please watch and enjoy...ART OVER MONEY...

Navajo woman, Navajo History

2010-06-21T11:33:00.000-07:00

The Navajo, or Diné, of the Southwestern United States are the second largest Native American tribe of Northern America. In the 2000 U.S. census, 298,197 people claimed to be fully or partly of Navajo ancestry.[1] The Navajo Nation constitutes an independent governmental body which manages the Navajo Indian reservation in the Four Corners area of the United States. The traditional Navajo language is still largely spoken throughout the region, although most Navajo speak English fluently as well. Navajo refer to themselves in their native language as Diné, which is translated as "the people" in English. Dineh carved medicine dancers are an example of Navajo appropriation of Hopi techniques. "Navajo" is another tribe's name for the Dineh (as are most names we use for the many native nations). Navajo is a Zuni word that means "many farms."

Learn More about the Navajo:

http://www.bing.com/reference/semhtml/Navajo_people?q=navajo&form=hphot3

Oil Giant Chevron Ties with Burmese Military Junta

2010-06-19T14:00:00.000-07:00

Part 1

part 2

part 3

AVISION NEW RELEASE

2010-06-19T13:59:00.001-07:00

AVISION RELEASES A NEW SONG TITLED ''ACACIA TREE CEREMONY".....

I Weep today...

2010-06-12T00:00:00.000-07:00

So Mandellas Daughter, princess of Africa is deceased...As if there wasn't enough happening on the earth....200 million minds imagine...One... please whisper Love....

ANACAONA

2010-05-16T17:08:00.000-07:00

She was born in Yaguana, Hispaniola (today the town of Léogane, Haiti). During Bartholomew Columbus's visit to the chiefdom of Jaragua in the southwest of Hispaniola in late 1496, Anacaona and her brother Bohechío appeared as equal negotiators. On that occasion, described by Bartolomé de las Casas in Historia de las Indias, Columbus successfully negotiated for tribute that consisted of food and cotton for the struggling Spanish settlers under his command. The visit is described as having taken place in a friendly atmosphere. Several months later, Columbus arrived with a caravel to collect a part of the tribute. Anacaona and Behechío had sailed briefly aboard the caravel, near today's Port-au-Prince in the Gulf of Gonâve.
Anacaona's high status was probably strengthened by elements of matrilineal descent in the Taíno society, as described by Peter Martyr d'Anghiera. Taíno caciques usually passed inheritance to the eldest children of their sisters. When there were no children of their sisters, they chose amongst those of their brothers, and failing these, they fell back upon their own.
Anacaona had one child, named Higuemota, whose date of death and date of birth are both unknown.

Club ''SET''....Guess....

2010-04-29T23:26:00.000-07:00

Do You See The Connection?....

2010-04-28T12:38:00.001-07:00

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Favorite Fliques' ' -''2010 The Year We Make Contact''...

2010-04-28T12:30:00.000-07:00

In this sequel to 2001: A Space Odyssey, a joint American- Soviet expedition is sent to Jupiter to discover what went wrong with the U.S.S. Discovery against a backdrop of growing global tensions. Among the mysteries the expedition must explain are the appearance of a huge black monolith in Jupiter's orbit and the fate of H.A.L., the Discovery's sentient computer. Based on a novel written by Arthur C. Clarke.

copy and paste:

http://www.watch-movies.net.in/link/2010-1984/

Pique' A Favorite Flique' ' -''BladeRunner''...

2010-04-28T12:27:00.000-07:00

Copy And Paste--

http://www.watch-movies.net.in/link/Blade-Runner-1982/

Pique' A Favorite Flique' ' -''Strange Days''

2010-04-28T12:06:00.001-07:00

Follow this link.
Copy And Paste-

http://www.watch-movies.net.in/link/Strange-Days-1995/

Favorite Movie Soundtracks...

2010-04-28T11:59:00.000-07:00

YEMEN: Beach OF DEATH?

2010-04-27T15:35:00.000-07:00

A letter To My Beloved...

2010-04-27T15:11:00.001-07:00

Ego VS Love
Written On----

Friday, April 23, 2010 at 4:00am
As much as my ego may persist, I cannot deny that our Love was true, distorted and phased by the dense collective static of a thousand dreams, coalescing in a psychic pool of rainbow waves...My heart has yet to bubble with passion at the sight of a woman....only your eyes will suffice...I can't forget the way the moonlight cascaded through your hair, gently rested on my bed...with an eternal smile...My ancient hands have abstained from desires beckoning me to touch another...The night purrs for my love, yet I would only relent to your gentle whispers...I left you alone in the receding moonlight while I was swept away by the suns flares with cooling tears...each tear reflecting my fondest memories of you...Your curious eyes behind the soup steam on a brisk evening..Your eye lashes Glittering with pleasant light as we discussed the whys and hows of Forever over finely brewed tea.. kissing over the aroma of the cosmos.... Don't hate me...I just caved into the longing of every mans heart....the desire to find ones own purpose... By Ori Franklin

www.avisionproject.blogspot.com

The Future?....I hope we dont take it this far...

2010-04-27T14:42:00.000-07:00

The Rain seeps through Hydrolic systems, Shivas eye peers through transparent raindrops reflecting the intricacies of skyscrapers and neo-architecture as they freefall, the dispersed mist, cools propulsion drives as the hover cabs drift through a psychic pool of collective dreams and thoughts...The Neon lights flare, mingling with glistening tears, slowly falling from somber bright eyes flowing with angel light...a heart wrapped up in the moods of night...Digital dash boards glow in vacant offices, unexpected hopes wait with unread emails...Her scent lingers in the elevator...The revolving doors come to a gentle halt...The city sleeps with One Eye open...

AVIZION PROMO

2010-04-24T22:40:00.000-07:00

Future -0 By AVIZION

2010-04-23T00:08:00.000-07:00

The future will be cognitively sterile if we perpetuate globalization...The stars will no longer exist in the mental recesses of the minds of men....Love becomes a coveted memory, a digital anomaly..a virtual fantasy...A bizarre and rare commodity, like black opal or stardust....We must preserve our concepts of Love, as abstract as they may seem, Love keeps us alive beneath the neon lights and modern day towers of corporate Babylon....Our instincts will recede into the safe canals of the heart.

Cascading Dreamzzz....

2010-04-23T00:07:00.000-07:00

A sympathetic Sun cascades pearlescent pyramids with gentle grace....Industrial fallout coalesces with rising dreams as elusive as cigarette smoke....Fading into the unknown, like a woman's face into the evening somber of wailing children...the syncopation of human cries pierces the air and sears the azure sky...serene voices fluctuate with the digital ambiance of a new world....

By AVIZION

AVISION Exhibits some random agility

2010-04-02T23:03:00.000-07:00

ISIS Courtyard. Tension and Relaxation....lol

AVISION Improvised Gong-fu. from Michael Franklin on Vimeo.

Trespassing Dreams

2010-02-25T15:43:00.001-08:00

I have left my own lover behind, and fled into someone elses dream,or is it mine?...
In, through her eyes I went
and passed a veil that none can rent.
Trespassing dreams...
I carefully made my way through, forest and grove,
my heart beat fast on tipping toes.
I came to a clearing with blinded sight,
the God's sent forth there spears of light,
to keep me from this girl so fair-
who ran and laughed without a care.
Her love for him to a rose declared-
beneath the evening moon and solar flare.
from here to there she pranced and sang-
a secret song for all the damned.
In a lovers dream so wild and vast, she moved about in sacred dance-
to awaken a lover lost, to sword and lance...

AVISION

Lorentz Transformation...

2010-02-25T15:42:00.002-08:00

I will thread my fate into the fabric of your destiny...-
and if allowed, we will then venture beyond the mercury veil that seperates us from infinity-
to witness love exposed, now..., you see?...who we truely are?-
children of a great will, a prolific idea.

Although we are divine beauty in its infancy,
we have eyes to witness the birth of God's-
and the death of angels...-

And what is the sun and moon?, but glorious crown's for the race of men and women?.-
Both enthroned alongside one another, divided by a mis-conception.-
For we are to be harmonized and reign from one throne. A manifold image of love, gracefully evolving-
from one glory to another, a perpetual transformation.

AVISION---

Strange Beauty

2010-02-25T15:42:00.001-08:00

What a vigerous passion has swept through my bones-
Alas, I have presumed immortality to be mine, now the Angels have left me alone,
for it is not so.
I have been lead by an oddly appealing image, the strangest kind of beauty, formed from the fabric-
of my serreal dreams, into an unfamiliar realm I would not call home.

AVISION

Souls

2010-02-25T15:41:00.002-08:00

I would have love transpose the composition of my soul-
Like the ionosphere to a shooting star-
or the birth of a child to a mothers heart...
My soul would love transpose,
as soil to seed, sun to bud and rain to rose.
I would have love transpose my soul,
like the rays of moon upon cacoons,
or baby birds that fly in june.
I would have love transpose my soul,
like blades of grass to golden wheat-
or lumps of coal to diamond cleat .

AVISION

Remembering Us

2010-02-25T15:41:00.001-08:00

While those mischevious twins that be Cause and Effect-
tugg on our ankles, we move like lightening from heaven to earth-
jolting and awakening those who slumber...
Will we be remembered?,... for what?, our great wars?, our quantum strides in science?
or will we be remembered simply, for the small passionate moments, we share with one another?.
like moments when the moon was full, you and I traveling by horse through the northern forests, with keprels flying above us by night,-
there feathers dropping and flowing across our moonlite eyes-
wilst the necklace and the amethyst I gave you, having been blessed by Aphrodite; cast it's liquid violet light across my cheek...-
your arms rapped around my waist, as though to hold me for eternity...

A great force is present when we lay in the pastures.
This force caresses us.
Fusing our quite souls,
like images into memories...

AVISION

Perfect Timing

2010-02-25T15:40:00.000-08:00

O' I have witnessed the magnificant fission of body and spirit!,-
the heat and the light would compare to that of the sun,-
an ecliptical sight...

When man and woman have coalesced, only then,-
shall we inherit God's efficacy and quintessential image!-
for now we stand paralell to one another like night and day,-
but we must become as twilight...-
Yes, tis' the most uncertain of times,twilight, when angels appear,-
never the less, fail to fear, and fuse-
with sacred words of love, that shall inspire Muse...

By AVISION

Lovers Lost

2010-02-25T15:38:00.001-08:00

His yearning soul ,
traverses between reality -
and undistinguished dreams.
He wanders among the dead,-
whispering a sad song-
the sacred song of a lover lost...
wearily traveling across an arrid and unfamiliar land-
He mumbles to himself, her soft spoken words, his memories of her...
O', the chilling screams of his deprivation,
Her image haunts him, the Ancient Lover,that inspires all lovers, Night,-
offers her consolation, and cradels him, empathetically. Lulling him,
as he cries. His tears would quench the roaring fires of Sheol...

Reoccuring visions of her enchanting eyes, full of kindness, understanding,-
and passion, looking at him, through blades of sunlight, that slowly sway across her face-
and course her long hair, like an Angels curious fingers...

The intoxicating scent of withered roses, her enigmatic smile,
the peacful sound of chimes, the sweet taste of her skin, and the feeling of cool silk, remain...
They kiss in dreams, amid stardust, falling like rain...
Reality is of no importance without her love...

AVISION

Love Emerged

2010-02-25T15:37:00.003-08:00

As we looked into eachothers eyes, I suddenly felt my body surge with energy
My mind flushed with awareness, I could see the sublte energy that radiated from her body.
My eyes widened, I touched her, knowing that there would be some sort of reaction, or effect.
she then gasped, and looked at me, astonished, her iris began changing colors, like plumes of dye in water, her sclera flooded with light,
We were both confused yet amazed and elated. I became privy, to everyone of her thoughts, we were one,
I sensed her entire being pulsating.
She smiled and said, dont cry, before I even shed a tear, and what seemed like a liquid crystal bead ran down her face as a tear made its way down my cheek, sparkeling in the evening sunlight.
We closed our eyes because we felt so overwhelmed with love, and feelings that I myself had never experienced neither did I think existed.
My body suddenly felt lighter, it was like a pressure valve was released in me, I felt as light as hydrogen, and I could tell by the way she was observing her hands that she felt the same..
she quickly shifted her attention on me, her eyes intensley fixed on mine, she straitened her back out of that lazy lotus position she had been in, she then took a deep breath and arched her back, deeply gazing into my eyes,
The atmosphere in the room dramatically changed, My entire being was transfused, I percieved there to be a great and strange presence around us, that not even i in what I thought to be an enlightened state could identify..
I had a realization, she did also, i knew it, a simultaneous epiphany... I felt my adrenaline level rise,, I noticed her eyes dialate like a black whole in the center of a beautiful solar system, I moved towards her, an inescapable gravitational force drew us together, like electrons to an ionized atom,. My vision was abruplty swept away by darkness, I called out to her, she called out to me, her voice peirced my heart, and then there was silence, no ordinary silence but the type of silence that preceded thunder and lightening... all was dark...she said my name...I saw her eyes at the end of what seemed like a cosmic tunnel, streams of warped colors, my soul began motioning out of me, I felt like L was moving at the speed of sound now, my body felt compressed,..I heard her moan, and then the spectical ended as quickly as it commenced... I was at peace, I felt purified, refined... I looked at her for a moment, her smile never slipped away, it was constant and amazing, I smelled her neck while softly stroking her face which now seemed golden. I kissed her..a transcendenal kiss, I felt as though she had passed the wisdom of the Aeons over and into me with a kiss... We then both burst out with laughter as our souls diffused into reality like a waterfall of light. We then spontaneously fused, a sacred bivalent... I felt like the universe had embraced us, and absorbed us into it's self, like imploded stars...We disappeared with a neon bloom of color, leaving behind a stellar path, for those lovers who have discovered themselves...

AVISION

Love Bloomed

2010-02-25T15:37:00.001-08:00

Love has bloomed in me....
I miss her, like roses miss rain...I will never forget what she did for me, and what she continues to do...
She moves, through my mind, like flower pedals on the wind...
Her eyes..., O her kind clear eyes..., shine..., through the darkness that surrounds me...
She whispers, powerful, profound words-
that softly touch the center of my soul...
-Healing me, with a smooth rippling effect, like a drop of rain to a shallow pond...
There is a legend that says, the sacred kiss of an Angel can restore the damned...-
but I would not dare, lest I taint the lips of the pure...
There is a flame in her that flickers to my touch, and there is a flame in me, that dances to her heart beat...
Her hands carefully searched the gross darkness for me...-
- I was suspended in a dream that was not my own , her hands found me, and pulled me to safety, into her realm, that remains in constant dusk... The stars seemed brighter, enhanced, it was her love,so emmense, that her presence distorted time and space..
Dark matter receded, sliding off of my soul...I rested in her arms as she spoke love into me, strange words,
words uttered only by the enlightened, to rescue minds from illusion...

The cool light of her eyes and the warmth of her body inspired me to live, her voice, echoed in me, filling the void within,like fresh water to an abandoned fountain, gradually completeing me, as though God were gentley re-entering me...

By AVISION

From The Darkness Grew A Rose...

2010-02-25T15:36:00.001-08:00

I had a dream...
and in this dream, the devil offered me a rose, with kind eyes...
Behind him stood a young woman,
who stared at me with a confident gaze...
My soul reached out for her, my heart ablaze..
This strange woman then motioned that I look up,
My eyes were then drawn to the sky...
I noticed a number of the most peculiar looking stars,
counting five, passing through eachother and multiplying as they went.
I looked back at the woman-
who was now dancing, slowly,
with her eyes closed.
A bright light seeped through her eye lashes-
trailing in the air as she gracefully spun-
and though she was at a distance-
I felt as though we were one.
I looked back up, and the stars were still moving sequentially.
Oddly enough, they stopped, gleamed,
and swirled together, to form a pattern in the cosmos,
that resembled the symbol of virgo-
the stars moved like script in motion.
The symbol appreard in the palm of my hands.
I then looked over at the young woman.
Strange and unfamiliar memories of her arose in my mind, I tried to remember...
She stood watching me, her face glittered with light.
Curiously stepping towards me, her amber eyes glimmered.
The space around her rippled like desert heat.
She approached me cautiously,
like a child would an angel.
She touched my lips,
took my hands, and whispered...,
we are more than what we appear to be, look within...
She then motioned to give me a kiss, and then disappeared into my body...

By Ori Franklin-

An Old King...

2010-02-25T15:35:00.000-08:00

The aged passionate eyes of a king,
reflect on the tempered steel of his sword,
while a child is born,-
predestined to be cradled by his fathers throne.

This King, and the sword he holds, is no different than his weary heart,-
worn out by countless wars,-
and though he senses the transparent hand of death on his shoulder,-
he still negates his mortality..

An Elder kings mind, glides across the surface of deep waters,
in search of lands to conquer,-
but his body cannot follow, like a snake without a tounge,
to taste the presence of prey...

His castle walls are sullied with the blood and unfulfilled hopes of forgotten knights-
who's armor once shown effulgentley-
like a shattered sword in the moonlight.

He is a brave mortal, to say the least,
for in his youth he challenged the ordinance of Heavens Elect,
fearless enough to raise his sword against that of Poseidon's Trident and approach-
Quirinus.

He ran nimble and strong through Andromeda's forests.
Alongside immortal nymphs who laughed at his stride.
But within, they admired his resilliance.
For there are not to many men on earth, courageous enough to run with the God's,
or as he liked to do, run ahead of them,-
He yeld while unsheathing his sword for freedom and victory,-
to a heart warming steel tone in the quite solar rays ...
O' the fortitude of his youth he says,, his impetuous ways,-
but the force and current of passions will,-
will always carry the young, to and fro..
His mind, cluttered with the residue of dreams,-
while his heart is full of flames,
and if left unattended may spread to become a wild fire.
Alas!, that has been the downfall of many a king,
reared to fight, dictate and reign,
yet they have no sovereignty in the kingdom of their own hearts.
One must treat his heart, lest he divide his own kingdom,
like the parting of mating doves in mid-flight.

AVISION

This is a Love Letter I once Wrote....Enjoy..

2010-02-25T15:34:00.002-08:00

Time has not considered my plight since last we met, only leaving clouded and scatterd memories for me to decifer, tied by emotions, smooth with seamless fragments of truth. These vague images of you suffice. Yes, time continues on its course towards completion, the completion of a great synthesis of parallels. Oh, how beautiful the kind that shall meet and become one, in the living light of Heavens Glory. Alas, this period is far beyond a thousand moons, and I have seen this great coalesence. The union of Man and Woman, God's and mortals, dining with one another again, In the Monad that is wisdoms presence and lifes constant degenerating and generating towards a perfect likeness. The likeness of Loves unfading beauty. I write to you because I have had a vision of us, yes...us, seated amongst those who have kept their distance from Man's affairs yet intervening in subtle ways by means of their wisdom. This vision, my ''Eye'' has witnessed, leaves me yearning like a wingless bird stareing at the sky, saddened by the winds gentle call. I have seen the greater image, our bodies refined and unblemished. I saw us apart, yet we were one, accepted among the Mighty and virtuous.
Would you denie the events surrounding our meeting?, truely an orchestration of the wandering princes and maidens of old, the wise...
I have much to say, but I will be brief, for I must cater to my soul, for it beckons me to tend to it's desires. There was a secret disclosed unto me with much confidence, a secret whispered into my very being before I was refluxed into the world again, from that most excellent vision. This secret now grows, rooted in me, yearning to extend it's branches to the fabric of your existance,my dear Shara'. I feel that this secret should be revealed in person, for lest the eyes and hearts meet, the soul shall not recieve the powers contained.
Our time will come, I have faith, though it is not yet time for us to meet again, for I am not yet prepared and the stars are not in their proper place.Though, Do this for the sake of our souls will..., whisper my name beneath the sliver rays of a full moon, with your eyes closed, your heart worriless and free in the present, you will then understand.
We have been invited to a great banquet where we shall recieve the food that shall nourish our spirits, in a hidden kingdom beyond the 3rd dimension. You and I will share the powers of love with the immortals.
A great sequence is forming in you, and so in me, seek and you will know, know, and you will see.

Sincerely
AVISION

A Message....Enjoy

2010-02-25T15:34:00.001-08:00

I understand ''O'' wise one...although...
I have learned that duality is transcended by means of a sacred synthesis between man and woman...A unity of souls so to speak, Intertwined with the fabric of destiny and bound by love.....

Ah yes...for what is one without the other?
2 would not be 2 unless 1 were before it...
would a child be concieved without a dual effort? Nay
and what is earth without the presence of oceans, rivers, lakes, ponds and streams?,
it would be desolate land,like a life without dreams-
and what are plants without rain and sunlight?
withered and seared...
Waves would cease to grace the shores without wind and moon.
and what of the body without air?.
There would be no light lest darkness made it evident...
Crystal without dew?...
Both hands and feet complement eachother and establish balance...
so doth a good heart and a positive mind...
And there would be no such wonder,
within times frame, like dusk, lest darkness and light converged like
a man and a woman...Hence, what is man, without woman?

AVISION---

Golden Duality...New Poem of mine..enjoy..

2010-02-25T15:28:00.001-08:00

If I could bypass the axiom that binds me to earth, I would rise from the ground ever so slowly above the sun... as it sets..-
I would catch a star with my own two hands and return to you purified by the restorative hands of space.
Open your hands, that I may slip this foreign light into your palm, and kiss you gently, in a cool blue ray of moonlight...-

Here...take this ring..., forged of my soul, love, and the rarest of metals unknown beyond the gates of Avalon.-
All of the wonders that the elect of heaven conceal are yours my dear, together with my heart...
Let us now run gallivantly through the fields,
with our hearts full of an undisturbed mirth-
and the wind at our heels.
It is complete, love has given birth-
to a golden era of serenity.
Finally, a long awaited event...
Now, revealed, by cascading beams of light,-
our true nature...-
before the curious eyes of angels..
We shall dance towards a new horizon, on the obscure path that leads to Eden...

Iridescent atoms, ions, and luminescent protons, disperse from our bodies as we dance, swirling around us. Together,-
in an array of spectral brilliance, interacting with eachother, intelligently working together to manifest a 4 dimensional lifeform,
resonating the light of consciousness ...-

We now cast the most genuin of smiles, for the beloved one has appeared, having been within us all along, we can only gaze..-
and shed tears in this moment that our souls have anticepated for centuries.
Those mercury beads of joy, that are our spirits liquified, fall to the earth, and revitalize nature, finally restoring an innocence lost, long ago,
before angels cried, singing hymhs of sadness, wilst children grew to become kings decieved and driven to madness..
Rejoice now my love. For all who exist now sing with jubillant hearts. full of life, light, and understanding...

Russell Means Interview

2009-11-26T11:11:00.000-08:00

The Truth about The Native Tribes, LISTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Amitabah 1,000 hands

2009-11-22T17:39:00.001-08:00

What can you say?

Native American Information and resources

2009-11-18T17:22:00.000-08:00

just posted a few links to some information regarding The Indian Nations and their current state of affairs. You'll find it to the top right of the blog, where you'll find most of my links and a pool of other analogous information.

AVISIONS Diet:

2009-11-18T14:02:00.000-08:00

Thought I'd share what I like to eat on the daily

Boiled Eggs

Noodles, all flavors LOL

VEGETABLE sandwiches, like honey mustard, mayo, lettuce, red cabbage, oregano, I heard Oregano oil works miracles, cilantro, ect ect, NO Cold cuts ewww

Pasta,

Oatmeal, brown sugar, cinnamon apple, plain, whatever

Fish, that includes all manner of seafood

Fruits, Salads,

Only Juices, NO SODA, NO HIGH FRUCTOSE CORN SYRUP

Lots Of Grains, Couscous, Millet, Oats,

Berries, Blue, red, Raspberry

Wine, No Liquor Or harsh alcohols.

The occasional organic/herbal Sublimation, if you know what I mean :D

DR ALI MUHAMMAD & SAA NETER Health and Fitness, Mother Earth's Way.

2009-11-16T20:18:00.000-08:00

NativeVoiceTV

2009-11-12T07:32:00.000-08:00

Real Music, it's a good day to listen to the music of truth.

Good Shield Aguillar Lakota/Yaqui musician

The Power Of Words

2009-10-28T15:04:00.001-07:00

Lo and behold, just a few minutes after my last post, the Sun did shine....

Zen, The Temple and an unscripted Convo on the N Train

2009-10-28T12:10:00.000-07:00

Today I returned to the Shaolin Temple to Train. Blood sweat and tears as usual, there's nothing like pushing yourself to the limit and surviving. I trained for an hour and a 1/2 on nothing but 2 bananas and an apple, talk about risilience and shear will power. After class I hopped back on the train home, pulled out my book on Zen buddhism. I actually started reading it today. Uncanny.. because, the author uses a 25 year old as an example in one of his chapters, I've had the book for years and just started to read to it now that I'm.... 25..Coincidence? IDTS LOL.. A fine young starlet sat next to me on the train at some point, for some reason I was compelled to share what I was reading with her, so I did, we had a brief philosophical conversation which turned out be enlightening for the both of us. Earlier that day, I decided to share some wisdom I had picked up from the book like a cherry from a tree, I shared it with one of my peers at the Temple. I stated, according to Zen buddhism Enlightenment is not something that is present, but rather, it is the absense of something, for instance, if you are sad, enlightenment would be the absense of sadness, as opposed to the presence of happiness, because every moment is a lucid shift of perceptions and feelings....So happiness could elude you in that moment. So as opposed to embracing the happiness, embrace the moment, regardless of the feeling, because every moment is enlightenment, regardless of what is present or absent...accept the moment....It's been raining all day, but thats okay, the sun will shine soon..

Warrior Code and Beyond The Age

2009-10-28T12:06:00.000-07:00

My Friends Love to express themselves in so many ways, Checkout these poems by a good comrad, codename Erock....

WARRIOR CODE
My pen has become sturdy
I sit and gaze at the ripples
Caused by the audible breeze
The wind writes my floetry

Struggles and huddles
Washing in puddles - Follow me
Undoubtedly, with faith and self assurance
I won't coddle Thee
but solidly, we join, both, we
With insurance, you go half way
I the rest
Our booty call,
A pirates chest, not plunder
but wonder, work before reward
Integrity and trust,
our Samarai sword.

BEYOND-AGE
Never has my mind been so free
Like a childs 1st ocean of memory
I swim in anticipation & drown in ecstacy
The break tickles my nose with a wave
Of mind flipping giggles, then wiggles them away

Each grain of sand an experience
Strengthening my soul, molding my appearance
I'm not without being empty in my cup
When I draw from within, I'm drawing from up
The sand my page, my mind a cage
Each day blows an experience
To begin a new age
Beyond me....
Finally.

Unconvention Magazine interviews AVISION

2009-10-25T21:41:00.000-07:00

Article Link- copy and paste--- http://readconvention.com/2009/Pages/PerformingArtist_010_Avision.html

So the Great Andrew Fennell the CEO of Unconvention Magazine and his wonderful partner Driven Brooke, (Visit her blog here---http://jealouzee.blogspot.com/) have allowed me the honor of being featured in their online magazine, which will soon be one of the leading online entertainment magazines in the industry!

The way this opportunity unfolded is quite interesting as life usually is. I was in the casting process for the new ''Sail Away'' music video, Eric Tippenhauer a friend of mine was in charge of casting . He sent out a casting call, we received a few head shot submissions which were all considerable, but, one person in particular stood out of the crowed as she always will, the phenomenal, Model, Actress, Diva and Entrepreneur! Driven Brooke as her title is superbly fitting! It turned out that Brooke is dating the CEO of Unconvention Magazine Andrew Fennell, WOW! Andrew had decided to drop in one night while we were filming! The rest is history, in the making! Check out Unconvention Magazine and the article! it's a good way to get some insight into my craft! Love Peace and Blessing!

Native Nation, Crazy Horse and The Black Hills

2009-10-13T20:04:00.000-07:00

Growing up, I listened to the words of my elders, be they through the mouths of those in the pow-wow circuit, in the writings of Native American newspapers, or from the writings of those such as Lame Deer, Black Elk, and others of note, and I try to keep my mind and heart along the lines of those who were long before myself.

read More---
http://www.nativenotion.com/search/label/moral%20issues

The Lakota Foundation Invokes Response to Suicide Rates Among Teenagers on Pine Ridge.

2009-10-07T17:12:00.001-07:00

The Lakota Foundation Invokes Response to Suicide Rates Among Teenagers on Pine Ridge.

Huntington – LI, New York, Oct. 4th, 2009 – The “standing room only” capacity at the Cinema Arts Centre’s

early Sunday morning audience were treated to a rare event, “First Voices: Listen We Must”. The 4-hour special included music by the group Ghosthorse, Lakota dance, WOUNDED KNEE

a film by Stanley Nelson – followed by a discussion including a “meet and greet” breakfast. The panel of Lance White Magpie, Christine Rose

and Tiokasin Ghosthorse

gave examples of the conditions on Lakota reservations in the South Dakota with life expectancy, health, housing conditions and homelessness, transportation, water contamination, federal-state-tribal relations, scenarios of racism in what is now being called the “Mississippi of the North".

“People came from Rhode Island, Pennsylvania, Connecticut, New Jersey as well as New York. The music had people connected completely. The film [Wounded Knee] was something we all should see and the discussion afterwards was uplifting”, said Jim Krivo, one of the organizers of WBAI-NY

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“There has never been an attendance like this, as far as I’ve seen, at the Cinema Arts Centre”, many people were either “awakened” or “I couldn’t believe it” were more of the comments made by the pubic in attendance.

The benefit shed light on the Lakota adults and elders who are deeply concerned for youth living on the reservation today, with the High School drop-out rate at 73% and the teenage suicide rates at an “Alarmingly,... 10 times higher than the national average” among northern reservations, “90% all Indian teens who commit suicide have a diagnosable mental illness” said Senator Johanns of Nebraska, who testified at the S. 1635 – 7th Generation Promise: Indian Youth Suicide Prevention Act of 2009

on September 10, 2009.

Lakota youth face tremendous obstacles in their life. 90% of the population on the reservation lives below the federal poverty level and there is an unemployment rate between 85% and 92%. One-third of the homes are severely substandard, without water, electricity, adequate insulation, and sewage systems (Source: Indian Housing Authority). The Pine Ridge Reservation is home to approximately 40,000 persons, 40% of which are under the age of 18.

Tiokasin Ghosthorse, said=2 0during the panel discussion “children as young as 5 years of age commit suicide, which brings to mind the barriers of education which forms the backbone of a child’s mind. The education Lakota children receive within the presence of the American system is almost completely lacking in Lakota cultural education on those same reservations. While most reservations have suicide prevention grants, they offer a minimally oriented band-aid approach, which has not stemmed the rash of suicides since I was a teenager in the 70’s. A holistic cultural approach is needed that cuts through the barriers of generational trauma and goes to the root of the problem rather than the symptom.”

The Lakota Foundation Director Lance White Magpie, MFA, from the community of Wanbli on the Pine Ridge Lakota Reservation agrees that20one of those approaches to healing the problem is the approach of building cultural esteem through Lakota culture. The accessibility to art and dance “will address a problem that has existed in desperation for many, many years... even though we are a people that are trying to adapt to the ways that have been placed upon us, along with psychological scars, but what is important is what has been passed down to us through the Lakota culture.”

In addition, Changing Winds

, a non-profit organization based in Connecticut, seeks to raise public awareness of these and other unique situations facing Native peoples throughout the country.

Story
By Christine Rose

At 9:30 on Sunday morning, people came together at the Cinema Arts Center to lend their support to The Lakota Foundation. In attendance was WBAI radio talk show host, Tiokasin Ghost Horse and his band Ghost Horse, who last year played as Pete Seeger’s opening act at Madison Square Garden. They gave a rousing performance that included traditional Native American dancing by Lance White Magpie. The audience gave a full standing ovation after the performance. Afterwards, the group made their way into the cinema=2 0to watch a documentary entitled Wounded Knee, which explored the misdoings of the corrupt tribal government of the 1970s, and the terrible effect it had on the people of the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota.

After the film, there was a panel question and answer period with Tiokasin Ghost Horse, Lance White Magpie who is originally from the Pine Ridge Reservation and Christine Rose, of Changing Winds, which is an organization that has been working for over a decade to bring attention to the problems on all of the Indian Reservations in South Dakota. Each year, WBAI’s First Indigenous Voices hosts a Warm Clothing Drive for the impoverished children on those reservations.

The reason for CAC’s event was to raise funds for the repair and construction of Community Centers on these reservations. The importance=2 0of these Community Centers cannot be underestimated, as many of the reservations most impoverished residents are homeless. Statistics were stated, during the panel discussion, explaining the reasons that 90% and more are unemployed, causing 85% of the Reservation’s children to live way under the poverty level. Many family incomes only amount to $17 a week per person, which must feed, clothe, house and heat a family. These and many other reasons cause the Reservation children to suffer tremendous depression resulting in suicide rates that are 150% higher then any other group with 350% more attempts at suicide then any other group.

The purpose for these community centers are multifold and will serve to alleviate many of the social ills that exist among both the children and the elderly, neither of which are in a position to change their situation or better their lives. For the children, the centers are places where they can learn within their own cultural milieu. Public schools do not provide enough support for the culture of Native children, and because of the criteria of the No Child Left Behind Act

, schools must now focus their funding solely on academics. The Community Centers are able to provide ongoing learning resources taught by elders with support and love for their own cultural ways. Native children say how important it is for them to feel pride in their culture, and when cultural support is notoriously missing from curriculum and there are no Native role models within the schools, Native children feel ignored. Love and acceptance are necessary for any child to succeed, and when these needs are dismissed, the children drop out, raising their level of hopelessness and the rates of suicide.

Besides educational, artistic, and cultural support for the children, these community centers also provide shelter, food and warmth during times of emergency, which is all too often on the reservations served by Changing Winds and the Lakota Foundation. Last year was the worst winter in over2080 years. Twenty foot snow drifts left people starving and without heat, and the inability to reach towns for supplies. In these times, families come to the Community Centers to ride out the worst of the storms. Because of record snow falls last winter, roofs collapsed on several community serving organizations, opening the door to black mold, dampness, rot, and cold, making them uninhabitable for a population that has no where else to turn.

Unless these buildings are repaired, this winter will see even more problems and deaths of the Reservation's most vulnerable. This year, we are trying to make a concerted effort to get three of these Community Centers back in serviceable condition in order to support the children, the elderly, and the homeless veterans throughout the worst winter months. This winter has begun earlier then ever, and the residents of the reservations anticipate an even snowier winter then the last one. Please help us help the people that are forgotten and ignored by America’s mass media. With record snowfalls and temperatures reaching 80 below zero, it is terrible that these situations receive no coverage except by the smaller groups such as WBAI and the Cinema Arts Center.

Your donations are tax deductible and go into a fund that will used to repair these buildings, NOT for salaries and high administrative costs. You can make a donation by going to www.Changingwinds.org

and clicking on Warming Hearts for more information about how to make a financial donation or how and where to send goods directly, or call 203-256-9720 for more information.

The event sponsored by The Lakota Foundation, Long Island Friends of WBAI, the Cinema Arts Ce ntre of Huntington, and Loma Kachi.
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Tiokasin Ghosthorse
Oyate Tokaheya Wicakiye

FIRST VOICES INDIGENOUS RADIO
Thursdays 1Oam-11am
www.firstvoicesindigenousradio.org

212.209.2800 switchboard

WBAI NY 99.5 FM
120 Wall Street, 10th Floor
New York, NY 10005
Streaming: www.wbai.org

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REBROADCAST:

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New London, Conn.
Streaming www.wpkn.org

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A SIGNAL OF CHANGE
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Please visit: www.Ghosthorse.biz

www.myspace.com/ghosthorseksa

SKYPE: Tiokasin

CRAZY HORSE (His Horse Is Enchanted) 1877 said thi s smoking a pipe with Sitting Bull 4 days before his assassination. "Upon suffering beyond suffering: the Red Nation shall rise again and it shall be a blessing for a sick world. A world filled with broken promises, selfishness and separations. A world longing for light again. I see a time of Seven Generations when all the colors of mankind will gather under the Sacred Tree of Life and the whole Earth will become one circle again. In that day, there will be those among the Lakota who will carry knowledge and understanding of unity among all living things and the young white ones will come to those of my people and ask for this wisdom. I salute the light within your eyes where the whole Universe dwells. For when you are at that center within you and I am that place within me, we shall be one."

Help THE LAKOTA FOUNDATION STOP CHILD SUICIDE

2009-10-05T01:21:00.000-07:00

South Dakota has one of the largest populations of Native Americans on reservations particularly a Tribe called the Lakota . They have the highest rate of poverty in the world despite aid from the government, which has never been sufficient. Children are committing suicide at an alarming rate, one of the highest percentages of suicide in the world, next to Japan. Lakota people live on less than 7 dollars a day. They need cloths, school supplies, resources. If you would like to help, contact the Lakota Foundation:

212-802-8681 ask for Lance White Magpie

You can also contact WBAI radio for more info:

First Voices Indigenous Radio
120 wall st,
NY, NY 10005

Or visit---
www.firstvoicesindigenousradio.org

You can also contact:

Tiokasin Ghost Horse For more Info
Tiokasin@gmail.com

Call the studio directly: 212-209-2800
or 212-209-2979
ask for Caroline Rose Or Tiokasin Ghost Horse

Peace, Do Something, Anything.

Wounded Knee and the Cinema Arts Center

2009-10-05T00:57:00.000-07:00

I was fortunate enough to have attended the launch of the Lakota Foundation On the morning of Sunday, Oct 4th 2009, The Lakota foundation is group that advocates for Native American efforts, such as distributing resources to impoverished Native Americans On reservations throughout the Country. On the morning of Sunday Oct 4th, about 100 people mostly adults, the elderly and myself witnessed a Native American Ensemble complete with 2 acoustic guitartist, a Cello, 2 drummers, and World renown Tiokasin Ghost Horse on flutes and various instruments. Tiokasin was present at Wounded Knee in 70's and had been involved in Lakota efforts for independence in the early 70's as well. After the show, rather, I would say it was a ritual not a show. after the ritual, we were ushered into the nearby Theater where we watched the film ''Wounded Knee'', after the screening there was Q&A, Lance White Magpie who had participated in the Ritual also as a Shamanic Dancer and healer also founder of The Lakota Foundation Spoke about his initiatives. I him and the other panelists how we would go about curtailing the suicides on the reservations, Tiokasin Answered, and I paraphrase ''help us get our land back''. I was so deeply moved by the experience. I drove about an hour out to Huntington long Island to show my support. I had been up the night before working a Remix for hours and on into the morning, I didn't get any sleep. I was up till about 6am, figured If I had to be there by 9:30am, might as well not sleep, so I didn't. At about a quarter to 7am I decided to shower and be on my way. It was quite a scenic drive, I went through the thickest of Fog and the curviest and densest of forest roads, saw many an ostentatious house while driving through Woodbury. The Sun eventually peeked up over the horizon at about half passed 8, it's golden rays pierced the tops of the trees and shimmered off of my car windows. It turned out to be a wonderful day. I'll add more details about the experience soon.

A little bit about the history of ''Wounded Knee''.
On the night of February 27, 1973, fifty-four cars rolled, horns blaring, into a small hamlet on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. Within hours, some 200 Oglala Lakota and American Indian Movement (AIM) activists had seized the few major buildings in town and police had cordoned off the area. The occupation of Wounded Knee had begun. Demanding redress for grievances—some going back more than 100 years—the protesters captured the world's attention for 71 gripping days.

With heavily armed federal troops tightening a cordon around meagerly supplied, cold, hungry Indians, the event invited media comparisons with the massacre of Indian men, women, and children at Wounded Knee almost a century earlier. In telling the story of this iconic moment, the final episode of We Shall Remain will examine the broad political and economic forces that led to the emergence of AIM in the late 1960s as well as the immediate events—a murder and an apparent miscarriage of justice—that triggered the takeover. Though the federal government failed to make good on many of the promises that ended the siege, the event succeeded in bringing the desperate conditions of Indian reservation life to the nation's attention. Perhaps even more important, it proved that despite centuries of encroachment, warfare, and neglect, Indians remained a vital force in the life of America.

I'll be attending The NAtive American Art Conference in Huntington NY, Join Me

2009-09-30T17:08:00.000-07:00

Cinema Arts Centre and Long Island Friends of WBAI Radio present

THE FIRST VOICES:

LISTEN WE MUST

To undo the long-standing injustices visited by force

on the First Peoples of the two continents

In the Beginning the Sioux and the Kicha were among the First Voices raised on the two great masses of earth surrounded by sky and water. And then from across the great water men with guns came and seized their lands... And invented new names for them: Indians, Native Americans, the first Americans... they had their own names.

Sunday, October 4, 9:30am - 1:30pm

Program includes Native American music, dance, film, panel discussion and food

All Tickets for this Special Benefit: $25 Public

Tickets can also be purchased at the box office during theater hours

or by calling Brown Paper Tickets toll free at 1-800-838-3006.

''Through The Window'' Lord Shinx Ft., I, AVISION

2009-09-27T16:51:00.000-07:00

This is a production I was involved with a few years ago, produced and engineered by Sphinx of Defected Records, damn, this is real Hip-Hop...

just thought you all would want to know a little bit about food irradiation

2009-09-27T13:20:00.000-07:00

Food irradiation[1] is the process of exposing food to ionizing radiation to destroy microorganisms, bacteria, viruses, or insects that might be present in the food. Further applications include sprout inhibition, delay of ripening, increase of juice yield, and improvement of re-hydration. Irradiation is a more general term of deliberate exposure of materials to radiation to achieve a technical goal (in this context 'ionizing radiation' is implied). As such it is also used on non-food items, such as medical hardware, plastics, tubes for gas-pipelines, hoses for floor-heating, shrink-foils for food packaging, automobile parts, wires and cables (isolation), tires, and even gemstones. Compared to the amount of food irradiated, the volume of those every-day applications is huge but not noticed by the consumer.

The genuine effect of processing food by ionizing radiation involves damage to DNA, the basic genetic information for life. Microorganisms can no longer proliferate and continue their malignant or pathogenic activities. Spoilage-causing micro-organisms cannot continue their activities. Insects do not survive, or become incapable of proliferation. Plants cannot continue the natural ripening or aging process.[1]

The speciality of processing food by ionizing radiation is that the energy density per atomic transition is very high; it can cleave molecules and induce ionization (hence the name), which is not achieved by mere heating. This is the reason for both new effects and new concerns. The treatment of solid food by ionizing radiation can provide an effect similar to heat pasteurization of liquids, such as milk. However, the use of the term "cold pasteurization" to describe irradiated foods is controversial, since pasteurization and irradiation are fundamentally different processes.

Food irradiation is currently permitted by over 40 countries, and the volume of food so treated is estimated to exceed 500,000 metric tons annually world wide.

Here's a link to more info

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Food_irradiation

My Boy Stephen Thompson produces this video for environmental awareness

2009-09-27T13:12:00.000-07:00

I had I dream about Platonic Solids.....So I'm posting this..

2009-09-26T23:28:00.001-07:00

Big Deal (Cosmic Disco Remix) by AVISIONMUSIC

2009-09-26T18:34:00.001-07:00

Big Deal (Cosmic Disco Remix) by AVISIONMUSIC

Big Deal by AVISIONMUSIC

2009-09-26T18:29:00.003-07:00

Big Deal by AVISIONMUSIC

The Quest2 by AVISIONMUSIC

2009-09-26T17:16:00.001-07:00

The Quest2 by AVISIONMUSIC

Lil' Skrappy Boy from a boy to manhood

2009-09-26T16:19:00.000-07:00

Jimmy grew up on the hard streets of Long Beach. This pod follows Jimmy's life changing decision to quit a Cambodian gang and we see as he is initiated into the possibility of hope for a better future.

This is my response to the video---

AVISION- ''ECLIPSE'' UNNOFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

2009-09-25T22:54:00.000-07:00

This is the unofficial music video for my Single ''Eclipse'', which was pretty much inspired by the last eclipse that took place in July, there wont be another eclipse for another century I think, so I hope you enjoyed it in some way:), how do you enjoy an eclipse? one might ask.....LOL

ECLIPSE-Music Video from Michael Franklin on Vimeo.

Bernadette Lawrence Performs at the World Renowned IRIDIUM!

2009-09-25T22:47:00.000-07:00

Check Out My MOM! her live performances are better than Mine! EnjoY!!!!!!!

Download her album and listen to samples here- http://www.rhapsody.com/bernadette-lawrence/try-romance--the-orchard

Her music is soulful, festive and honest!

Download her album and listen to samples here- http://www.rhapsody.com/bernadette-lawrence/try-romance--the-orchard

Bernadette Lawrence SheRoseMusic Website-- http://www.sherosemusic.com/

Breathing Heavens Air- By AVISION

2009-09-25T17:18:00.000-07:00

Just thought I'd post a poem, I'll be doing this more often so please be sure to take a peek every now and again.....

The hemisphere's of our brains, synchronized to function as one, while the moon overpowered the sun. We kissed beneath the event of a solar eclipse. Her back arched, our pupils dilated, a star burst forth in some other galaxy, the quantum effect of our sacred union, whispered an angel... We ascended into the center of a darkened moon, we were no longer lovers in a darkened room, but transfigured vessels in heavens womb, emitting energy that extended beyond the stellar bounds of Neptune. Her soft hands gently folded into mine, like an ocean tide into the shore. Hearts pounding , consciousness blooming out of our minds, like light reflecting from a sword or rather, like water Lilly's from a pond. Tat, the cherished son of Hermes Trimegistus, adorned us with golden halos, halos considered to be the cosmic crowns of those who love with authentic, virtuous expression. We continued to rise up further into the monad, like two ionic particles glittering in sunlight, a glorious transcendence. We were thrust upward into space like streams of light, leaving behind our images, roaring into the aurora, a heart piercing howl. A splendid dance ascending like a helix. All this transpiring in a small, one bedroom studio in Brooklyn, where profound thoughts and feelings coalesced, neurons fluctuated and souls caressed, finally catching the invigorating attention of GOD, uncovering us with extraordinary light.... Love stood up, unashamed, attentive in it's most concentrated form, exposed, like a new born child, and although I have been alive for some time now, I was born on the day we made love, but even till this day, like a new born child fresh out of a mothers womb, loves residue still remains...
My body desperately yearning to breath again... Her touch is my redemption, her kiss is my absolution, and although I am bound by love, I am set free to explore her uncharted realms, pleasant discoveries inspire me to live, crying with each ray of light that graces the frame of my existence.
Together we divide time from space, rupturing the etheric fabric of this 3rd dimension, gazing momentarily into the overwhelming, silent glory, of supernal consciousness. Suspended in a cosmic embrace, as one life form, we lose sight of ourselves, hoping to be absorbed into infinity... Behold!, look how far love has taken us!, Love has lead us from the cold damp caverns of our ancestors, beneath the sandy waves of the deserts, through the valleys, over the oceans deep, into the fires of passion, carried out unscathed. Love held us over the endless void of insanity, only to refine us and prepare us for the ultimate encounter, the grand expression of the immense potential that lies dormant within us.
A gasp for air, the glimmer of the morning sun on my eyelash, and there I lay, in a small one bedroom studio, in Brooklyn, in her arms...
- By AVISION

Divine Geometry

2009-09-25T14:33:00.000-07:00

Honduran Riots

2009-09-24T15:46:00.000-07:00

Hondurans Protest on behalf of Manuel Zelaya

My Random Cosmic Thoughts and quotes

2009-09-23T20:47:00.001-07:00

The universe will take care of you and provide opportunities for you, but only if you're willing to Live and Love. We create the probabilities of destiny with action, without action destiny is non-existent.

We have to save ourselves by facing ourselves, because no one can save you from yourself, but you...

We may realize that once we get to the top and have everything we think we need, the realization is, you never really ever needed anything at all, but Love.

WBAI Health Action

2009-03-30T23:34:00.000-07:00

Hey, I uploaded a feed of a recent broadcast concerning health and alternative health solutions. These are segments of a program that recently aired on WBAI Radio. A publicly funded radio station that covers international news as well as news you wont find on your mainstream sources. I don't have to mention who those sources are, lets just say.... that most of them are short acronyms:) SO anyhow, you'll find a link to these segments on your right just below the HYPEM MUSIC feed, check them out, you will learn about plenty of ways to stay healthy, blessings :)

Bisc1

2009-03-28T12:38:00.001-07:00

Tomorrow I'll be joining the Bisc1 crew at public assembly for a night of eccentric acts coupled with graphic artists and musicians! It's gonna be a hot night....

LA FEM SACRED

2009-03-26T21:50:00.000-07:00

I created The LA FEMME IS SACRED blog as a dedication to the true essence of the feminine as she was personified, revered and venerated in the ancient ages . There you will find links to interesting articles about women concerning their role in history, society and religion.

To all of you Goddesses out there, I hope you find the information on this site uplifting and positive. Blessings

Check out an essay I recently posted regarding the Sacred feminine, on My LA FEM SACRED blog. Enjoy.....