Posted on April 6, 2017 by Nik

Your pocket guide to the secure digital cash revolution. Bitcoin and beyond.

Everything you and your mum need to know about the new distributed currency and the decentralised information revolution – how and why to get onboard, in a nutshell.

Bitcoin was born out of an extraordinary innovation to resolve the loss of faith in, and the failings of central banks, sovereign states and governments, after the economic collapse of 2008 in particular.
 
It does this in a way that has sparked a surge of innovation in the way information is stored and exchanged across the world wide web. 
 
Here’s the deal

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Revisiting India – Goa going gone

I had forgotten how completely and utterly fucking nuts India is. It’s so scuzzy and chaotic you still can’t believe it. But vibrant, colourful and exotic like nowhere else. Hop on your moped and into the foray and it’s adrenalin carnival all the way…  Read More

Posted on August 12, 2016 by Nik

Syzygy

poetry – I mean,
who fucking has time for poetry?
but,

 

there is a moment
when the light hits you
and you don’t feel
separate

 

a radiance obliterating
every atom and
 purpose
as you stand
basking, blissful, desolate
at the edge
of the world

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Posted on August 6, 2016 by Nik
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Autobiography of Eve

an ode to sex, desire, rebellion and fallen women

The Triumph of Eve by Scott Siedman

The Triumph of Eve by Scott Siedman
Artist FB page Neverwuz Productions

Autobiography of Eve
by Ansel Elkins

Wearing nothing but snakeskin
boots, I blazed a footpath, the first
radical road out of that old kingdom
toward a new unknown.
When I came to those great flaming gates
of burning gold,
I stood alone in terror at the threshold
between Paradise and Earth… Read More

Posted on August 2, 2016 by Nik

saved by beauty

celestial tree

celestial tree

Our one world will be saved by beauty
when we remember how to see
with the eyes of a child
into the golden heart of every living thing.

We will feel deeply
the earthly memories
etched into the mountains of home
the forgetfulness in the oceans heave, the forgiving Read More

Posted on August 26, 2015 by Nik

Burning Man, Carnival and A Pattern Language

Just as an individual person dreams fantastic happenings to release the inner forces which cannot be encompassed by ordinary events, so too a city needs its dreams.

A Pattern Language

is the seminal (1977) work of architect Christopher Alexander et al. describing a functional system to meet humanistic needs in the design of buildings, the urban environment and vital community.

Pattern number 58 “Carnival” is a prescient and perfect description of what has organically arisen as the ephemeral Black Rock City – otherwise known as Burning Man!

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Posted on August 26, 2015 by Nik

Saving Our One World

On his way back to Earth, having just walked on the moon, Apollo 14 astronaut Edgar Mitchell experienced a radical transformation in perspective and thus consciousness. As he approached our planet from beyond it’s sphere of influence, “he was filled with an inner conviction as certain as any mathematical equation he’d ever solved. He knew that the beautiful blue world to which he was returning is part of a living system, harmonious and whole—and that we all participate, as he expressed it later, “in a universe of consciousness.”

Getting a handle on culture, perspective and future.

Consider this: there can be no omniscient, impartial chronicler of history, culture or identity – it is all subjective. Accepting this on the cultural scale has been a tremendous liberation as I understood that my people, my city, my country, the English speaking world, are not necessarily better. There are of course no “chosen” people anywhere and indeed, my spiritual beliefs are equal to any other aspirant of the divine whether Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist, Pantheist, Shamanic cosmologist, or astronomer on the road to awe. Read More

Posted on January 6, 2015 by Nik

ecstasy / rapture

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThis morning, through the twilight, the sound of lovemaking enters me through the open window – such an arousing, hauntingly beautiful sound – a sound that could heal the world. Strange though… whenever this ardent song strays on the breeze, it’s only ever that of the woman I hear, never the man lost in his own rapture. What’s up with that fellas?

Posted on January 5, 2015 by Nik

Invitation of the Ancients

Lithe bodied,  we dance tall
swaying arcs of verdure leaning
into curved mists of space and aeons
as heaving earth-body
pulsing in tune,  exultant
sun,  sultry moon
we sink our roots,  feeling
deep around you,  and swirl
with wind,  and stars reaching,  we rise

upon the long song,  of creation. Read More

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