Petals

Love
Fear
I step inside the yellow tracks with red roses
Only be shot down with bruises,
Until I saw,
They were more like stained teeth than blossoms.

Clarity swirling,
Hopping in and out of merry go rounds
To find perspective,
Ever searching for a fuller picture
While it fades in my hands like a photograph.

Yet smiles and joy and glee ensues
The ever loving sadness.
Meeting so many of these Petals, one day to be closed

Thoughts
Breathing as a Flower,
Simply happy to have ever opened.


-Ben

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Photography by jano gepiga

Putting Information into Practice. Information Wounds and Remedies.

For those of us who read many books and are curious about many things. There becomes a point at which there is so much information in our heads that we do not know where to start. Sometimes we lose sight of where to go, but we have so many ways to approach it! Whatever it is!

Obviously the first and most important trick here is to understand where you are trying to get to. If you do not have a vision of place, then you are purely wandering.
Once you understand this, you are faced with a multitude of options as to how to be getting there.

The first thing that I and many others have done, logically, is to read as much around the topic as possible. For it comes logically that the more one knows about the subject, the more one will know as to how to approach it; however this is rarely the case. For what happens is that now that you believe that you know so much about the subject, there are so many entry points and things to do (all of which could possibly go wrong) that you are now paralysed as to where to begin. You have shot yourself in the foot with information, and are now immobile.

The longer you leave this information wound, the longer it festers and becomes infected. As with any infection, the first thing to do is to wash it and attempt to disinfect it. The way of doing this in regards to information is to order it. Write down the key points and principles regarding what you have learned, and compare these principles to the goals that you are trying to achieve, the place that you are trying to get to. Now in awareness the incongruence between the two you have a path.
The next thing to do is to put one step in front of the other and move towards it. This is going to take the use of your full faculties, body included. One needs to understand which steps to take in which order, and then put one foot in front of the other. This is the way of moving towards a destination without getting your feet tangled or lost along the way. Write down a step-by-step, actionable list, and apply yourself to each of the steps with true focus and application.

If the information wound becomes truly and irreversibly effective, the fastest way of becoming mobile again, so that the infection does not spread into other areas of your life is to cut of the information for good. Once you have done this, you may start over, or you may decide to begin walking again, without a map, but yet with a sense of direction purpose under your belt. No worries your foot will grow back, this is merely a hypothetical blog post. Cutting off a part of that which you are attached to is sometimes the only way to free you up, in order that something new and fresh can fill the empty vacuum.

Tend to your information wounds, stay vigilant of infection, and most of all take action towards your destination. Nobody ever got to any place merely by thinking about it.  An awareness of balance is necessary in order to stay upright.

‘Information is not knowledge.’ -Albert Einstein


-Ben

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Photography by eberhard grossteiger

Tapping Feet

Feet Tapping
In ten thousand different directions
Treble, Bass, and in-between,
Through puddles, grass, and dry concrete,
Rushed or Slowed,
Some walk on their tippie-toes
Through day and night,
Through Sun and Moon,
And Smiles and Fright.

Some throw change at him,
Not many polite,
Again and again
He chants to the tapping feet,
The money song
Of god and bless
And please and thanks.

Through time,
Through hail and storm,
With coats that tore,
Through icy thaw,
The wind is the only change.

The Tapping Feet
Become bored of grey faces.
The song becomes the city
Like the birds and the trees
And the change and the please.

And the bee’s knee’s
The latest trend
Will it ever end?
He see’s the lesser angels
Of true nature.

Like a lame eagle watching
Prey make it’s own way
‘Till it’s end.


-Ben

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“I don’t know what to do…” What you should do:

How to do more than one thing and continue to make progress.

Most people want to focus on the one thing, only there isn’t one thing, and they are torn between two or more things, but they have to make a decision.

What is this one thing?

It would be useful to understand that what we focus on massively effects our actions, and the outcomes of those actions.

In my experience, there is one thing. It’s just not what you think it is. The one thing is the reason behind the art… the why. Why do you really make music? Is it the music you love, or the way it makes you feel when you touch people deeply?
Do you love health and fitness really, is that why you do it? Or is it that you feel the deep drive to empower people, and fitness is one of the ways of you doing that?

THE WHY. It is the deeper meaning from which all of the rest springs. Don’t mistake the forest for the trees.

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’
‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
‘I don’t much care where -‘ said Alice.
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.” – Lewis Carroll (Alice in Wonderland)


-Ben

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Dad

All of the thousands of bristles travelling across the tips of my fingers,
My dad,
Superman,
Protected me
And let me touch his chin to comfort my autistic hands,
To calm my waves of cerebral feeling.
My ocean of vitality
And manic energy
Tamed by touch
And love
And strength
I brushed my hands along the fabric,
The linen and cloth button tops
And the smell of deodorant in the morning
That smelt like my dad and no other.

Deep bass
That used to lift me out of slumber,
Those grey streaks of wisdom
That knew the right thing to do
Turned to white.

In the night I remember
My own lonely fright

I followed a man
Who showed me what’s right

Now I have my own chin of bristles,
My own calloused hands,
And I see how we have always waded through the darkness.

Hand in hand in hand


-Ben

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The Benefits of Collaborating with other Artists

To collaborate with people is sometimes quite a scary prospect. One is revealed in all of their glory and their downfalls. Yet this is why it is such a valuable process.

The process of a shared practice gives you the opportunity to emotionally involve yourself in your growth. You become motivated to be better, and you grow (simply by the process of assimilation).

EVEN if you are a guitar player, for instance,  jamming with a piano player: You will learn about the piano players process, musical knowledge, repertoire, strengths, shortcomings, the list goes on… This knowledge that you have gathered through shared practice is actionable and invaluable to you a person, and as an artist. This analogy is applies to every walk of life.

Just make sure that you are either doing this in your leisure time, OR that it is directly contributing to your primary goal/purpose. Otherwise you may find yourself learning about the bassoon while you’re trying to get your rock album down… that could be a waste of time.

Be willing to suck. You won’t suck for long.

“If everyone is moving forward together, then success takes care of itself.” —Henry Ford

Also… couldn’t leave this out:

“If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants.” —Isaac Newton


-Ben

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Photography by Pok Rie