Exploring wavelengths [do do do do do do]

Wavelength
This is a song about your wavelength
And my wavelength, baby
You turn me on
When you get me on your wavelength
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
With your wavelength
Oh, with your wavelength
With your wavelength
With your wavelength
Oh mama, oh mama, oh mama, oh mama oh mama, oh mama
Wavelength
Wavelength

You never let me down no
You never let me down no
When I’m down you always comfort me
When I’m lonely you see about me
You are ev’ry where you’re ‘sposed to be
And I can get your station
When I need rejuvenation
Wavelength
Wavelength
You never let me down no
You never let me down no
I heard the Voice of America
Callin’ on my wavelength
Tellin’ me to tune in on my radio
I heard the Voice of America
Callin’ on my wavelength
Singin’ “Come back, baby
Come back
Come back, baby
Come back”
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Won’t you play that song again for me
About my lover, my lover in the grass, yeah, alright
You have told me ‘bout my destiny
Singin’ “Come back, baby
Come back
Come back, baby
Come back”
On my wavelength
Wavelength
You never let me down no
You never let me down no
When you get me on
When you get me on your wavelength
When you get me
Oh, yeah, Lord
You get me on your wavelength
You got yourself a boy
When you get me on
Get me on your wavelength
Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio
Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio
Wave wave wave


Love [37]

To put things in perspective: 1000 Hz = 1000 Hz. Nothing more, nothing less. 1001 Hz looks similar, but is a different frequency. We’re all born with a splendid radio — tune in and listen.


My daily beauty [singing]

Did you know that well-studied songbirds, such as the great tit, are known to convey important, sometimes very detailed information in their song: such as about the bird’s health, how old and experienced it is, whether it is a neighbor – and much more.

What is striking in this respect is that a bird like the great tit (and most likely other birds as well) must have a mental construct of what a ‘neighbor’ is. There is a certain abstraction – the conclusion must be: they have consciousness, and perhaps self-consciousness as well.


Ad fundum [1]


The presence [waiting game]

I’m not sure if there is any reason. A reason is bound to impatience. A reason is tied to human conditioning; the mind who’s always running. And, after all, it really doesn’t mater. Time has no end and no beginning.

Waiting Game
On a golden autumn day returning
Where each moment never is the same
Sometimes pure joy it comes with patience
When I’m waiting on, waiting game
When I’m waiting on, waiting game

There must be reason for all this inaction
Does it mean that everything must change
Sometimes I’m looking for perfection
When I’m waiting on, waiting game
When I’m waiting on, waiting game

I am the observer who is observing
I am the brother of this snake
I am the serpent filled with venom
A god of love and a god of hate

There is a presence deep within you
Sometimes they call it higher flame
And the leaves come tumbling down, remember
I’ll be waiting on, waiting game
I’ll be waiting on, waiting game

I am the observer who is observing
I am the brother of this snake
I am the serpent filled with venom
A god of love and a god of hate

There is a presence deep within you
Some people call it higher power in flame
When the leaves come tumbling down, remember
I’ll be waiting on, waiting game
I’ll be waiting on, waiting game.


Never & ever [the shared illusion]


Consciousness [1]

(are you chasing yourself or your shadow?)


Observations [42]


Small paradoxes [93]


Zen [judgement]