Connective blogs February 7, 2007
Posted by Andy Roberts in : Music, blogs and community , trackbackThings have been starting to happen recently in relation to this blog. Not very consistent or tangible things, but little connections and coincidences occurring at a slightly faster rate, a process that develops half unseen, at arm’s length, accumulating. The comments on older posts, the topical inquiries, and also my own movement into different subjects and styles. Reorientation.
So Fuzzy, aka Graeme, tried to post a comment on my post “First Believer” but it didn’t work for some reason so he set up his own blog and posted it there. Welcome to the blogosphere Graeme. Now I wouldn’t have known about that if it wasn’t for Linda pointing out to me that he’d left a comment on her blog about her Dad.
Anyway, Graeme liked my song about Gernika partly for reasons which go back to childhood and he writes about model aeroplanes, history teachers, dyslexia and the Condor Legion.
Hearing your take on the bombing of Gernika, awoke all these memories. So thank you Andy for stirring up my old grey cells, as well as making me take another look at the history of that period.
All the best and hopefully a few more folks will soon become “believers” too.
is an online professional who initiated DARnet 
Andy,
I’m in my 60’s now and i’m still nostalgic over the Rogers and Hammerstein musical “Lost Horizon” This fits with connectivity/ community/spirituality/ Quantum thinking, Etc.For a long time, one of my telempathic contacts would use the Ode to Joy as a means of signaling me to do a session of conversation, and I was simply blocked from being able to remember the melody for any other purpose.
I have long believed that one day some genius would come along who would create a new music that would have that pied piper effect that would usher in the new age and we would learn how to all get along with one another in peace, or some reasonable faccimile thereof. For some reason or another “We are the World” and the like didn’t do it, maybe because the lyrics and visuals still was so intent on focus on racial difference.
I used to like to ask people if they saw themselves as a body in possession of a soul, or a soul in possession of a body. I encouraged them to think about it , but not to give me an answer. Truth is, it’s a trick question with lots of possible answers. What do you think? What does a soul look like, anyhow? I think it is spherical, like a soap bubble! That is, when it grows up, from being a mere point of view. Nothing is everything!