Nintendao

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  1. Intro

    That’s amazing, Radix. May your journey bear the brightest of fruits.
  2. Sexual Jing: Is It Really Limited (?)

    Some scientists like to talk about how our cells are constantly creating copies of themselves and then dying off. And every time the DNA gets copied there is a chance that some anomaly occurs, leading to eventual degradation manifesting as tumors and other problems. Just like making a copy of a copy of a copy etc. in a Xerox or VCR leads to the image getting fuzzy. I personally think there are certain flaws with this view, but It does convey a similar idea that we are given a finite amount of something at birth, that wears down irreplaceably throughout life. Slowing or stopping unnecessarily excessive reproductive churning is one among several ways of decreasing the burning away of one's life.
  3. Haiku Chain

    yet: here be dragons! stirred from their hibernation to shed holy light
  4. Haiku Chain

    are all second hand ticktocks through the eons on Universe Man's watch
  5. Does the soul know the difference?

    Why is it that a lot of people laugh at seeing some one else trip over something, or accidentally hit themself in the face with a fly swatter, that kind of thing? I’ve heard it’s because of a “glad it’s not me,” or “I’ve been there,” effect. I wonder if there’s also some initial jolt similar to “fight or flight,” or, “am I going to have to give first aid here?” but the mind very quickly figures out that everything’s okay and releases the energy in a fun way. Maybe it’s just so purely unexpected and absurd. Might violence seen in games and other entertainment work on some related principle? Depending on the level of gritty realism, of course, and sense of intent (comedy vs horror vs heroics). Like if the souls totally does know the difference after all, and it’s a good thing to be able to laugh at something that, if happening in real life, would be appalling. I dunno.
  6. Does the soul know the difference?

    It's gotta at least be a factor. Many a Tetris whiz has grown up to be some kind of engineer. I'm sure lots of kids out there signed up for Karate class due in part to an interest Street Fighter II. Back in '99 the original Columbine massacre punks were well known to be huge fans of Doom. The games out today are more intense and realistic. These are probably "chicken-or-egg" examples, though, as people already predisposed to violence would naturally like violent games way too much. It's not the games that made the person violent. It feeds off of each other though. To feel the satisfaction and sheer power of the click-click-Boom of a virtual shotgun makes even the nerdliest among us wonder what the real thing might be like. All that being said, I'd agree that it's not fair to vilify the games themselves, but are definitely yet another thing to keep an eye on. One thing I find really sad is since so many parents these days both have to work full time just to make ends meet, and the kid is too often left exposed to fend for themselves in a lot of ways. On this point I quickly descend right back into the ongoing struggles with economics, politics, media, gun control, mental health, you name it I think @silent thunder has again hit on something deeper than any of this, how humanity has simply grown too huge to be able to exist without some small percentage of it destroying itself through various evil..
  7. Does the soul know the difference?

    Desensitized, and even worse, rewarded with high score and bragging rights for whomever makes the most kills. I’ve often heard that a high percentage of those mass shooting criminals are on some kind of antidepressants or similar medication. So needless to say someone already mentally unstable should be considered differently when it comes to whether they should get interested in guns or certain entertainments. But honestly, there are other stories of people like drowned their kids in the bathtub, or literally tried to eat someone. Gun culture doesn’t even factor into it. But most time, DRUGS do. We need to admit that even prescription drugs can be highly psychoactive in some cases, possibly tapping into that blurred line between reality and the soul not knowing the difference.
  8. Does the soul know the difference?

    Absolutely the genre is valid and proper for various types of stories. And simulated gun fighting is exciting and skill-honing just like any other setting may use medieval weapons or martial arts. My beef is with the people that turn it into some kind of competitive sport, getting all cutthroat against other people not just in-game characters. Even then, the vast majority of players are perfectly capable of keeping game and reality completely and healthily separated. Maybe overindulgence, like anything, is when the problems can begin to creep in.
  9. Does the soul know the difference?

    I think it's fair to say that playing Super Mario Brothers has contributed to my desire to eat mushrooms, climb into tunnels, and try to save princesses. Likewise The Legend of Zelda has beckoned me to traverse the fields and forests in search of enchanted items. Not just games but all works of fantasy e.g. by Jules Verne, J.R.R Tolkien, George Lucas, Shakespeare, Gilgamesh, for many, many generations. I love the idea that even experiences purely in a dream state can be just as formative as "real-world." I'd say even more so, in some cases. I see a major disconnect from this tradition in the gamer subculture that engages in multiplayer death-match first person shooter styles. The element of story and mystery is totally sold out in exchange for pure carnage, and cold, tactical predation. It's sad and a plague on the psyche and thus society.
  10. Mass shootings

    Yeah! 'Shooter' style games suck. Mani mentioned them in this post, too..
  11. Jing to Qi - a Technical Question

    What if, the Yuan Jing were thought of as unformed clay. They clay can be molded into any number of shapes, each having their different qualities and uses. They are all still clay, though. Likewise the jing can be put to lots of different uses, sexual being one of them. Further, say one has already made the clay into some shape, but then decides to change it to something else. It's going to take more work than if they started out to make the second shape in the first place.
  12. Herbal Formulas

    Infusion of Usnea Lichen Usnea can easily be spotted growing on trees and fallen twigs. It is usually called "old man's beard," but it's very important to note that this is NOT the same plant as "Spanish moss," which also gets called "old man's beard." The active ingredient, usnic acid, is alcohol soluble, and is a natural antibiotic. The make the infusion, or "cold tincturing," is one of the oldest and easiest methods. 1. Harvest enough usnea to completely fill a container, without compressing it too much. I used a 16 oz stainless steel water bottle. If you use clear glass, wrap the bottle in cloth/sock or just store it anywhere away from light. 2. Fill the bottle with at least 80 proof liquor of your choice. I used blended scotch, and since my usnea was grown on oak trees, the flavor actually enhanced each other! 3. Wait at least 6 weeks, then the liquid is ready to use. The the longer time, the better. Give the bottle an occasional shake to mix up the ingredients. I'll usually top off the same bottle a couple times with fresh liquor once it gets half way down. After that, discard the usnea after the liquid is used up. The standard use is just a few drops in some water as a homeopathic immune booster. I usually just gargle and swallow a shot of it straight whenever I feel like I might be coming down with something (or just for the hell of it.) I've also used it like a mouthwash to heal a canker sore. I recently went for it and drank the entire bottle over the course of a 24 hour fast. I was surprised it actually worked and cleared up a small skin infection on my leg that had been lingering for over a year and stubbornly resisting various topical treatments. I'm going to wait a few months before collecting a new batch, though. Since it's so hot and rainy, there's too many other molds and fungus floating around out there.
  13. What are you listening to?

    THE FLOWER DUET from LAKME by Leo Delibes, new English translation by Joel Sattler LAKMÉ: Look Mallika! Lianes are in bloom Casting downward their shadows Over the sacred stream that flows calm and somber Awakened by the sound of the song-happy birds! MALLIKA: Oh dear mistress! It's time at last I see you smiling The time has come and I am reading What was closed up in the heart of Lakme! LAKMÉ [in duet with Mallika, below] Dome canopy sweet jasmine All the roses forever Flowers in the morn freshly born Call us to come together Ah glide along and sing along The current so strong The sun so hot the water is shimmering Hand skimming the surface nonchalantly Cutting through the edge While birds are singing singing sing enchanted Dome canopy white jasmine Call us to come together Please MALLIKA [in duet with Lakme, above]: Under dome canopy where the white jasmine All the roses forever River flowers in the morn freshly born Let us both go down together Gently we glide on and we float along Follow the current so strong The sun so hot the water is shimmering Hand skimming the surface nonchalantly Come let us reach the edge Where the spring sleeps And birds singing, sing enchanted Under dome canopy where the white jasmine Let us go down together LAKME: I, don't know what overcame me To fill my heart full of fear When my father goes down alone to the doomed city I tremble, I tremble, my dear MALLIKA: Ganesha will watch over his protege Up til the pond where the merry do play With wings of snow swans are swimming Come let us pick the lotus blue LAKME: Oh yes, let's go where white swans are swimming And let us pick the lotus blue LAKMÉ [in duet with Mallika, below] Dome canopy sweet jasmine All the roses forever Flowers in the morn freshly born Call us to come together Ah glide along and sing along The current so strong The sun so hot the water is shimmering Hand skimming the surface nonchalantly Cutting through the edge While birds are singing singing sing enchanted Dome canopy white jasmine Call us to come together Please MALLIKA [in duet with Lakme, above]: Under dome canopy where the white jasmine All the roses forever River flowers in the morn freshly born Let us both go down together Gently we glide on and we float along Follow the current so strong The sun so hot the water is shimmering Hand skimming the surface nonchalantly Come let us reach the edge Where the spring sleeps And birds singing, sing enchanted Under dome canopy where the white jasmine Let us go down together _______________________ Original lyrics in French by Edmond Gondinet : LAKMÉ Viens, Mallika, les lianes en fleurs Jettent déjà leur ombre Sur le ruisseau sacré qui coule, calme et sombre, Eveillé par le chant des oiseaux tapageurs! MALLIKA Oh! maîtresse, C'est l'heure ou je te vois sourire, L'heure bénie où je puis lire dans le c'ur toujours fermé de Lakmé! LAKMÉ [in duet with Mallika, below] Dôme épais le jasmin, A la rose s'assemble, Rive en fleurs frais matin, Nous appellent ensemble. Ah! glissons en suivant Le courant fuyant: Dans l'on de frémissante, D'une main nonchalante, Gagnons le bord, Où l'oiseau chante, l'oiseau, l'oiseau chante. Dôme épais, blanc jasmin, Nous appellent ensemble! MALLIKA Sous le dôme épais, où le blanc jasmin A la rose s'assemble, Sur la rive en fleurs riant au matin, Viens, descendons ensemble. Doucement glissons De son flot charmant Suivons le courant fuyant: Dans l'on de frémissante, D'une main nonchalante, Viens, gagnons le bord, Où la source dort Et l'oiseau, l'oiseau chante. Sous le dôme épais, Sous le blanc jasmin, Ah! descendons ensemble! LAKMÉ Mais, je ne sais quelle crainte subite, S'empare de moi, Quand mon père va seul à leur ville maudite; Je tremble, je tremble d'effroi! MALLIKA Pourquoi le Dieu Ganeça le protège, Jusqu'à l'étang où s'ébattent joyeux Les cygnes aux ailes de neige, Allons cueillir les lotus bleus. LAKMÉ Oui, près des cygnes aux ailes de neige, Allons cueillir les lotus bleus. LAKMÉ [in duet with Mallika, below] Dôme épais le jasmin, A la rose s'assemble, Rive en fleurs frais matin, Nous appellent ensemble. Ah! glissons en suivant Le courant fuyant: Dans l'on de frémissante, D'une main nonchalante, Gagnons le bord, Où l'oiseau chante, l'oiseau, l'oiseau chante. Dôme épais, blanc jasmin, Nous appellent ensemble! MALLIKA Sous le dôme épais, où le blanc jasmin A la rose s'assemble, Sur la rive en fleurs riant au matin, Viens, descendons ensemble. Doucement glissons De son flot charmant Suivons le courant fuyant: Dans l'on de frémissante, D'une main nonchalante, Viens, gagnons le bord, Où la source dort Et l'oiseau, l'oiseau chante. Sous le dôme épais, Sous le blanc jasmin, Ah! descendons ensemble!