Okay, so I've got to update this place!

It's been about 8 months since I posted here, mainly because I decided to publish some of my website articles, etc. between covers (and add new items, graphics, etc.). This resulted in a book titled "A Planetary Sojourn" (cover on my website at -- which you may have already visited.
A quick overview of recent events should include Eric Christensen's launch of his excellent Trips Festival documentary and his interview on David Gans' 'Dead to the World' on KPFA-FM.
Also launched in June was U.C.Press's history of our composers/artists' collaborative from the early sixties titled "The San Francisco Tape Music Center: 1960s Counterculture and The Avant-Garde" bundled with a DVD of some of the best sound-light-instrumental pieces of that era. We had an overflow crowd for the launch at the Haight-Ashbury branch of the public library - lots of fun and I think the event was video'd by the Center for Contemporary Music folks (the 'daughter' of our parent group, alive and well at Mills College).
Again, here's an interview with the book's editor and various culprits on Dean Suzuki's Discreet Music (Emergency Circus) KPFA-FM show.
If that wasn't enough, along came Alastair Gordon's amazing 300-page all-color coffee-table book titled "Spaced Out: Crash Pads, Hippie Communes, Infinity Machines And Other Radical Environments Of The Psychedelic Sixties" that devotes a dozen or so pages to our rural open-gate ranches, photos and history that I've archived here.
Whew?
Alastair and friends opened a "Spaced Out" blog on MySpace, and linked it to one that generously outs me as some sort of explorer of alternate realities. Okay, there may be some truth to their views, but really-truly all I did was -- well, what was it -- and still is it -- anyway? Wanna tell the hairy accordion player?'
Speaking of music, my CD publisher Locust Music also has a MySpace blog for me that plays samples of some of my sixties' electronic pieces.
Having buffed my nails to a high gloss on my non-existent lapels, I'll sign off for now but promise to return soon with other recent hair-raising adventures and insightful mullings about just how we can achieve a massive planetary bliss-out for all beings before we go the way of the dinosaurs and let the raccoons take a turn at creating a paradise planet.
As Always, wishing your illusory self-refreshing pristine awareness embodiment/ emanation a festive absorption into the light while still planetside. And if you're already absorbed, wishing you a double-scoop of your favorite flavor. I'm having mine today on an amrita cone! Why scramble for crumbs if you can sit at the table with all the buddhas and bodhisattvas, purring and swishing your tail in delight?

"One of my teachers used to say, once you have turned towards
the light, it doesn't really matter how far away it seems as
long as you keep your eye on it."

from Stephen Levine, bless him.

Where's I Been?

Just in case there are regular readers who wonder where th' petunias I've been, I ran into some weird glitches in the archived postings - links linking to nowhere - and got discouraged after correcting a half-dozen. Also, ahem, I've swept a lot of my website short pieces into a book titled 'A PLANETARY SOJOURN' that I'm publishing soon - more about that when it happens, although I'm quite pleased with the cover - and the feedback I've received from a few readers of the uncorrected proofs.
I was going to include some of the postings from this blog, but the book already was almost 350 pages long, which is long enough. So now I'll start a SECOND collection that I'm titling "NON-DUAL IN THE SUN." More about that ditto.
In the meanbetimes, I'll honk my horn a little more by a link to David Gan's Grateful Dead radio show where he interviews documentary filmmaker Eric Christensen about his "The Trips Festival." The film covers the historic January 1966 weekend blow-out that took the Merry Pranksters Acid Test format into a three-night expansion -- and also unintentionally ushered in the Hippie Era. I was privileged to participate.
Wishing all illusory pristine awareness embodiments a festive absorption into the light!
And don't forget to celebrate Perihelion, this year on January 3 - high noon for us Pacific Standard Timers. We're 5 million km closer to the sun if measured from the opposite end of Mother Gaia's twirl.