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I have become the hollow drum

36 years ago today I crossed an essential threshold and embarked on an epic journey …

into enlightenment.

Almost every day since the 20th of April, 1982, I’ve been able to attain clarity, and briefly glimpse blissful Reality through the instrument of my central nervous system, and the state of thoughtless awareness.

The upward spiral unfolds, with wonderful surprises arising just around every curve.

More than anything else, I wish this for you.

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(for full-size headphones or bass intense speaker system!)

In separation have I suffered long,
But now am glorified in the eternal bliss of Union.

And from my core,
That once was small,
The sound of Light
Expands to all.

Never will I shrink again
Into a ball of doubt and pain.
Forever forth, in inner sky,
I spread my wings and upward fly.

All Life pulsates within my breast.

I have become
The hollow drum.

~Ed Saugstad
20 April 2018

 

 

—special thanks to Linda Dzus (wife of one of my old best buddies, Doug) who took this amazing photo in their neighbourhood on Mayne Island, British Columbia, the oasis that I briefly took refuge in after attaining self-realisation, 36 years ago—

Canadian chill

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😉

And here was my fun birthday beginning (around midnight last Saturday) with:
http://www.reverbnation.com/ruslanpashynskyi
and
http://www.wienersaengerknaben.at/about_us/organization

Ed's birthday in Gmunden 3-Feb-2013

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what would you do if a magical dream machine showed up on your doorstep one day?…

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… Play it!

~18 minutes of pure fun~

😀

 

(this is not a Roland advertisement)

 

don’t miss the beginning of the mini dance party at the end…

 

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(if you visited during these five hours of the first day of this posting, you might see yourself here …)

http://youtu.be/DsSLORRDkMk 

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then there was rhythm

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~CLICK on the tip of the broken drumstick to breakthrough to the next page~

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drummin’ for all the lonely …

When I woke up this morning, this new rhythm was vibrating through me. I would like to dedicate it to all unsung, lonely children and adults out there, waiting to someday be hugged. May the day come soon, when no human being feels unloved.

(The bass is my heel on the floor – heard best through a proper set of speakers – and the rest comes from my fingers on the desk)

with much (needed) love,
Ed

bearhug