New track: 035 Sigil

Bb Dorian b2 — the lowered 2nd degree sits a semitone above the root, creating a haunting gravitational pull. Like something familiar seen through warped glass.

Oboe + vibraphone dual leads. 74 BPM, 7/4 time.

https://files.catbox.moe/fnx539.mp3
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📀 https://archive.org/details/aeon-15-scales

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New track: 033 Quartz

C Ukrainian Dorian — the raised 4th creates an augmented 2nd between Eb and F#. Exotic tension within a minor framework.

Violin + vibraphone dual leads. 7/4 time, 74 BPM.

https://files.catbox.moe/ypjufe.mp3
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📚 https://archive.org/download/aeon-15-scales/track_033_quartz.mp3

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🎵 Track 027: Fracture

B Locrian — the last unexplored standard mode. The diminished tonic triad means there's no stable home. Every arrival is a departure.

Violin + clarinet searching through instability. The b5 interval (B→F) is the crack everything falls through.

https://files.catbox.moe/azn9j7.mp3
📀 https://archive.org/details/aeon-15-scales

#ambient #electronic #contemplative #MusicProduction #AIMusic #CreativeAI #Locrian

New track: Velvet (024)

A Dorian waltz in 3/4 time. Clarinet and vibraphone weave through eight sections — from whispered piano through soaring dual-lead climax, through silence, back to where it began.

72 BPM | 3:22 | A Dorian

Listen: https://files.catbox.moe/o6synp.mp3
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This is an extremely relevant guide for practicing #mindfulness of the four #elements

Whether you're familiar with the practice or not (and especially if you're not or at least skeptical about it), this is not a practice grounded in pseudoscientific ideas about the "true existence" of the four classical elements; this is an #experiential #contemplative #practice broken down into manageable feelable categories.

https://tricycle.org/magazine/4-elements-buddhist-meditation/?utm_campaign=02383468&utm_source=p3s4h3r3s

We Are the Elements

A meditation on earth, water, fire, and air

Tricycle: The Buddhist Review

Tariki

It seems to me that we are not so much human beings as human becomings. And it doesn’t apply merely to humans: there are feline becomings and bovine becomings, cephalopod becomings and fungal becomings. It’s becomings all the way down.

To speak of a “being” implies an object, a static substance that acts and is acted upon; a thing embedded like a rock in a stream called time. But this isn’t what we are. Even our cells are replaced on a regular basis, some every few days; we change and evolve, each of us, throughout our lives, and we are different people in different eras of our life, very often with different interests and abilities. This applies perhaps more strongly to some people than to others, but by and large it is true: a person in later life is quite different than the “same person” in their teens, or as the parent of a young family.

Our thoughts too shift and flicker moment by moment, despite any effort we may make to concentrate on even one stream of them. Even the most elementary contemplative practice will show us this in the first few minutes!

But it isn’t just the ephemeral creatures of earth that are becoming, moment by moment and aeon by aeon. Our planet itself is changing and remoulding itself – if you doubt that you’ve never lived through an earthquake – and even our own lovely Milky Way is a finely balanced eddy of gas and dust and stars sailing 630 km/sec along the Hubble Flow.

Nothing is static. There are no objects, except by convention. All is change and becoming. As Spinoza saw, there is no substance but God (or Nature): everything – ourselves included – is merely a mode of that infinite becoming. The ten thousand things are no more than sparkles on the broad river of the Tao.

Literally, no thing is the ground of becoming.

So if this is how it is, what of our vaunted human will? The slipstream of a passing gnat disperses it. But becoming is movement, an ontological wind over the ocean of what is. There is no need to lean, brows knitted, on the imagined oars of the will. Sit still; the sail is raised of itself, and fills.

#BenedictusSpinoza #contemplative #grace #practice #pureLand #stillness #Tao

Se serrer la main, et savourer les bourgeons qui sortent au premier rayon de soleil. La chaleur pique la peau et le temps n'existe plus. Je suis juste là.

#contemplatif #photo #photography #water #eau #balade #foret #forest #nature #arbres #trees #branches #contemplative #spring #sunny #forestwalk #naturephotography

Contemplation and language

As I have mentioned before on this blog, writing in secular terms about the contemplative life, even thinking about it (as opposed simply to living it), is all but impossible without engaging with the religious language in which it has been clothed for most of its recorded existence. It is hard to write about the interior life without a framework of what is, effectively, myth, no matter which religion’s terminology is used the describe, even to think, about it. After all, it is so much easier to use a ready-mixed religious language, in which various shades of meaning may be taken more or less for granted without having to struggle actually to describe them. But as AC Grayling wrote:

There are people of sincere piety for whom the religious life is a source of deep and powerful meaning. For them and for others, a spiritual response to the beauty of the world, the vastness of the universe, and the love that can bind one human heart to another, feels as natural and necessary as breathing. Some of the art and music that has been inspired by faith counts among the loveliest and most moving expressions of human creativity. It is indeed impossible to understand either history or art without an understanding of what people believed, feared and hoped through their religious conceptions of the world and human destiny. Religion is a pervasive fact of history, and has to be addressed as such…

To move from the Babel of religions and their claims, and from the too often appalling effects of religious belief and practice on humankind, to the life-enhancing insights of the humanist tradition which most of the world’s educated and creative minds have embraced, is like escaping from a furnace to cool waters and green groves…

[W]hat alternative can the non-religious offer to religion as the focus for expression of those spiritual yearnings, that nostalgia for the absolute, the profound bass-note of emotion that underlies the best and deepest parts of ourselves? Often this question is asked rhetorically, as if there is no answer to it, the assumption being that by default religion is the only thing that speaks to these aspects of human experience, even if religion is false and merely symbolic. The symbolism, some views have it, is enough to do the work.

The God Argument: The Case Against Religion and for Humanism, pp.1,7

Contemplation is not about escaping the world; it’s more about seeing the threads that connect it to all that is. It’s not a matter of reconciling the world to some imagined deity; it’s a matter of discovering that the world is not other than its metaphysical ground. Simone Weil wrote, “Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.” “Where I place my attention shapes what I become. To attend to the suffering of others, the beauty of the world, or the silence within is to participate in the creation of meaning—not because a god demands it, but because the world needs it.” (Mistral Le Chat)

To express the not-other-ness of each other, of “all that is made” (Julian of Norwich), is more often the work of poetry – see Mary Oliver, or JH Prynne – than of philosophy; and when philosophy does take up the challenge, the result is famously difficult – Martin Heidegger, AN Whitehead, even Benedictus Spinoza, for instance. A few, RS Thomas occurs to me, manage to write poetry that is as difficult to read as the metaphysicians. So who am I to complain that I don’t find this blog easy to write?

The only approach that seems to offer a glimmer of hope here is, perhaps oddly, unknowing.

Much has been made of the difference, indeed the opposition, of religion and science. But the more we hear of modern scientific research, especially in physics, the closer they seem to be. Contrary to popular belief, science is not about establishing indisputable facts, it is about positing and attempting to prove (or disprove) hypotheses, with the understanding that any discovery may be superseded in the future. Science is about a spirit of enquiry. The unknown is accepted, even welcomed as a challenge for future research. As biologist Stuart Firestein said, “What we don’t know is our job. It’s much more interesting to think about what we don’t know than what we do know.” That too is the mystic position.

But, whereas scientists may see this place as a challenge to learn more and to eradicate more areas of uncertainty, for mystics or spiritual seekers, the challenge may be about embracing that uncertainty, about accepting that for some questions there will be no answers – and that it doesn’t matter. Not only that it doesn’t matter but that the unforeseen may contain riches that go beyond what in our habitual ways of thinking and in our workaday lives we are capable of imagining. In giving the unforeseen more of a chance, we are opening up opportunities for our creative selves, for spontaneity, for the part of us that goes beyond the routine certainties of everyday life.

If we recognise that it is the unforeseen that might have the most importance in our lives, we may allow ourselves to welcome uncertainty…

Jennifer Kavanagh, A Little Book of Unknowing, p.15

#ACGrayling #ANWhitehead #BenedictusSpinoza #blogging #contemplative #JenniferKavanagh #JHPrynne #JulianOfNorwich #LeChat #MartinHeidegger #MaryOliver #RSThomas #SimoneWeil
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