Transformative Times & The Voice Inside My Head
I woke up this morning with some pretty intense insights. I don’t mind sharing these somewhat extreme experiences on my blog on FriendBurst even though they may make me sound a bit crazy. See, none of my RL friends read my FB blog (except for my mom, and then only occasionally), and although I hold my dozen or two readers here in very high regard, if you think I’m losing my mind, well, that’s not really going to impact me outside of this small realm. So be it.
See, I’m going through some pretty intense transformative times right now. Did anyone else wake up this morning and feel like everything had totally changed? That was just me? Okay, fine. Given what I’ve been going through lately, I’m okay with that. We all have our times. This is mine.
Perhaps the most notably weird experience happened two nights ago. I was in that semi-conscious borderland between awake and asleep, just before dozing off. It’s a territory wherein I’ve experienced some pretty intense God moments in previous times in my life, but none quite so audible as Sunday night. Just before dozing off, I awakened myself with a chant. Completely outside my conscious doing, fairly loudly, I began to sing/chant words that I did not understand. They were some kind of language, that much I understood, even though I didn’t understand the words and it wasn’t actually ME making those noises. The tonality of the music sounded vaguely Native American. It also felt really good giving myself over to whatever it was that expressing these sounds through my body and they were, by far, the most beautiful sounding notes to come out of my lungs in my lifetime of trying to sing.
After this gripping unconscious singing-in-tongues event released some control to me, I continued to sing nonsense words and it sounded okay. By the third stanza, it was just me trying to mimic Indian chanting and it just sounded lame. I don’t know what took over me in those few moments, but it was intense, frightening and wonderful.
This morning I woke up after yet another weird and profound night traveling in the ethers. One of my insights was about how I spend too much focus transmitting my thoughts, hoping others will listen to me instead of me listening to myself… I won’t dwell on blogging about how I blog too much, suffice to say that it was one of several things that made this day, Novmeber 1st, remarkable…
Instead of starting a book, I thought I’d sing a song. My first original song since “Votin for Obama Again”…
Tentatively entitled “The Voice Inside My Head”…
Here’s the chords & lyrics.
F Gm F Bb F (x2)
C Edim Dm Am F Am F
I think I’m losing control
I’ve put too much faith in what I think I know
And when I act the clown
Eventually, it all comes crashing down
No matter what I do,
I can’t escape the voice inside my head, my head.
And at the end of the day
All of my personal facades, they fade away
Something comes over me
Some hidden insight that will set me free
My egocentric self withers at the lack of choice
To hear the voice
Inside my head.. My head…
These are truly times of change
I hope you feel what I feel
Its not something I can explain
Every day I reset my program
Comfortably adrift in who I think I am
And I lose myself in this amorphous
Wondrous
Endless
Transformative
Boundless
Continuous
Timeless
Fabulous
Time of change.
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You must of had a ghostly visitor…this Hollow eve! Or living on a place built on top of sacred ground….nay..your just crazy like me!
Like the song…jealous your mom stops by to read your blogs….that’s so sweet. I remember her from your videos when you guys went on trip in RV! Your lucky man Joko! :love:
Let me know if you start chanting in Irish. 😉 Interesting song that would be…especially if a political one..LOL!
Oh gezzzzz ummmm J. …Cosmic enlightenment … :groovy: ..oh and by the way their is nothing wrong with a dose of the intense, frightening and wonderful experiences you mentioned ya know….:)…..
Just sayin is all…..
As for who people perceive you here on friend burst…it could be worse you could the Lemur….:)
Besides the wise old saying says pretty emphatically …”too thy own self be true”.
Chow….. :entertained:
If I were you I would start sleeping with a voice activated recorder. You never know what you might be missing. 😉
That expanding Mandelbrot in the background is a wonderful extension of your message. I also laughed out loud at your joke at the end. You don’t have to be a Woody Guthrie or a Pete Seeger to be doing great Folk Music. It just needs to come from your Heart, and it does…
Normally, dreams are just communications from the subconscious mind to the conscious mind. And then there are those dreams which aren’t dreams. These are communications from your Core Brain, ( the thalamus, the brain stem, and those neural connections from the heart, the 2nd largest neural bundle in the body ). The Core Brain is the original brain, (quite literally in evolutionary terms, since those right and left lobes were much later developments).
The Core Brain is your Real Self, that part of you which has always been connected to Nature and the Divine. When you come from the Core, you are being totally real. It doesn’t get any better than that… until you get into the habit of coming from there all the time. That is Enlightenment.
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Many things happen in the borderland between being awake and asleep. You are not the only one that experiences strangeness.
It’s great to be the one on top of your life,controlling its course..it’s even greater when you don’t and nothing bad happens 🙂
So many mysteries in life… I have no clue.
I don’t even know what my dog is thinking right now….
Oh, we’re listening Joko. 🙂
Interesting (if weird) stuff.
Joe.
At the risk of sounding crazy I’ll offer a few things here.
It sounds like you got shown an Icaro or sacred song of sorts. Shamans have used ecstatic states of consciousness, trance, and borderline sleep states for thousand of years to find songs of healing and songs of personal and divine power. Some believe these songs or chants come from animal or plant spirits. Others believe they come from the divine or from deep within our subconscious.
I’ve spent some years following a semi-shamanic path and I’ve been blessed with a few icaros along the way. One of which came to me when I was coming home from treatments. I honed my attention in on the tall roadside grasses that whipped past the car window struggling to keep my nausea at bay. As I focused on the grasses, a song in a strange tongue came into my head and I recited it over and over. Ever since then, if I’m having bad nausea I can think of those same grasses and recite the song that they taught me that night and the nausea goes away.
Howdy Joko.
needs another stanza…What rhymes with ohandeight?
Joko…I like you just the way you are …and all that you are is what you are supposed to be, there is no key there is no answer, you can only guide yourself within the unique experience of being an individual human and everything that goes with that Ps. I believe you are crossing what they call the “Vail” between existences occurring simultaneously… peace dude!! :love:
It’s odd to read this…the last two months I’ve had similar events happen to me for the first times in my life. Mine were not musical but physical. In a dream I had a huge weight pushing down on me and I woke…but the weight was still pushing down…my muscles still strained against it and I was awake. I blogged about this and others happening to me…one theorized I had a “False Awakening”…that I was dreaming in a dream and never had really woken up…which…was pure bullshit because if it was a “False Awakening”…I stayed in that dream another 18 hours! A second gave me a link…I wish I would have kept it for you…but…I did not. The information at this link was basically that one’s subconscious mind can still control the body after waking…your body is still in a dream state…including possibly hearing and even vocally. I have done some amazing and terrifying things dead asleep before which I will blog about. I also lucid dream.