What sense is made of music and song?
But embrace the bond of human hearts as one!
Else, stay trapped in only room, mind-body spree;
Trapped in the side-pool of the me, afloat in self-centered sea.
Real music and song play us: like a child at our door with a kite!
Forms of the imagination's real and true flight!
In deep, reflective meditations of life; the soul opens like a flower to Sun,
Taps into music unplayable by instruments,
Except purest, heart string's ladders rung.
Don't forget music and song were first created in primal, eco village,
And family camp! Don't forget that authentic happening informs
Of our real, authentic, unpolluted purpose, nature, value, and freedom- tillage!
Thus, the deep soul-self, or spirit-self, re-becomes, re-finds and re-enters
One of our lost, hunting grounds, creating song, music and village, our common centers.
Real and great songs and music need real and great receptions--
By souls--not just by fans' inflections.
If music does not leave us in some kind of spirit spell entreated;
It was not fully played, fully heard, or not fully and accurately created.
Great music and song release some portion of organic, human natures,
spirit, being and eco-community that oppression by civilization wagers.
To know why a tune or song exists; ask, what peoples,
purpose, values and social sector, prospered and embraced sound- steeples.
Ask: of the the musician or songster: which side they are on!
Ours? Or the sides of material riches, arrogance, excesses and empires come?
Hearing music or song, we leave the ego-self, get transported nearer home!
Somewhere between where the artist would have us, and our soul has known!
We have to make the leap back into our humanity's common soul!
There is no fence to sit on-- it's wings of hearts! Or path where asses stroll!
Art is known for momentarily, temporarily liberating, artist and patron.
Will it ever end subjugations and oppressions institutionalized by nation!
O melody and lyric! Combine for pure, free spirit!
O song! Restore pure relatings, that hearts stay lit!
Have thy sounds portrayed the re-becoming of our souls!
Have voice and eyes retaken depths of where love grows!
Ring safe each child! Reclaim childhood, love stories!
Route out the artful hoax, ring in all kindness-glories! .
Copyright 2015- 2016 L.S. Heatherly
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Jun 25, 2015
Nov 10, 2013
Birth of Soul
by L.S. Heatherly
Soul -- in singing, talking, playing music;
In living, loving, and being human:
Something unbought by diploma's hubris;
Ungained by travel, arts, and science in hand;
Something growing outward, upward and true:
Where yearning stops; Heart throbs; and Earth-love springs;
Enfolding the child, relating love's rule,
Over all Human and Earth brought things.
Soul is mother of family, village, and fairness;
Of bondings, givings, receivings: all this
Old treasure defies the greedy and selfish!
Soul is wonders, splendors, all lovings' sweet bliss!
Soul's a sweet cup, sipped here, in fleeting time;
So unworthy, we, of soul's long presence.
Human heart's vision is Culture's essence.
Soul's decision is pure, ancient, and sublime.
With each arising from our depths,
We are, briefly, born again-blessed.
With each pollution of child's purity;
We pollute, strike short, our futurity.
Copyright 2013 L.S. Heatherly
Soul -- in singing, talking, playing music;
In living, loving, and being human:
Something unbought by diploma's hubris;
Ungained by travel, arts, and science in hand;
Something growing outward, upward and true:
Where yearning stops; Heart throbs; and Earth-love springs;
Enfolding the child, relating love's rule,
Over all Human and Earth brought things.
Soul is mother of family, village, and fairness;
Of bondings, givings, receivings: all this
Old treasure defies the greedy and selfish!
Soul is wonders, splendors, all lovings' sweet bliss!
Soul's a sweet cup, sipped here, in fleeting time;
So unworthy, we, of soul's long presence.
Human heart's vision is Culture's essence.
Soul's decision is pure, ancient, and sublime.
With each arising from our depths,
We are, briefly, born again-blessed.
With each pollution of child's purity;
We pollute, strike short, our futurity.
Copyright 2013 L.S. Heatherly
Mar 27, 2013
O Music, Fail Not Sweet Life on Earth!
I.
Ask not for whom the drum beats,
Guitar strums, fiddle bow rings,
horn blows, and piano man sings.
These should rightly sound for thee--
For Earth's life; for all Humanity.
II.
The Music, then, enters our life's relationships.
From memory's and longing's chord, melody slips
Into balance with life on Earth;
Renditions eco-spirit's rebirth,
Arrangements seek what life unfolds,
Taking stand as band for souls.
Enters natural village-protections,
Enters natural village-selections,
This orchestration, of humanity with Earth?
Music reaches for our natural rebirth!
III.
Take care, new music on artificial wing;
Fail not what soul would sing;
Be not false, elite artifact.
Honor ancient mission, meaning and tact.
Fail not spirit's human sociality,
Ritual, lore, love and culturality.
Fail not our organismicity's worth;
Fail not life-and-love-jeweled planet, Earth.
2013 L.S. Heatherly
Jun 23, 2012
Songs and Singers: Ego's Royalties and Empires
The singer's ego and personality, along with voice, unite in an artistry
of artificials, overriding and burying the common, sharing human soul.
Songsters and music are left to excavate fleeting embraces of the human soul,
originally, freely shared within the whole self of family-communty-ecovillage.
Words, words, words; music, music, music! What artificial inequities have been
seductively created via ego-self, industry and commerce! All part of an escalating
destruction of Earth's natural, free-flowing humanity!
The growing of one Modern Royalty! Performer/artist's royalties are not called
royal-ties for naught. Democracy has been programmed into the glorification
of personal empires of power and opulence.
The bancruptcy of civilization is seen, for one, when its songs are of the
individuals desire's and loves; when the heart is centered in selfish, personal,
affairs/matters of the heart and material gains to the body's life. Human family,
community and soul are abducted. These siren songs stealthily help carry humankind
onto the endangered species list.
Gone, long-ago, are natural, human song and music-- millenia-old! Once, Humanity's
indigenous, natural, authentic songs and music were central to village ceremonies,
celebrations, spiritual requests, thankfulness, inclusiveness and unity! Natural songs
express, manifest and sustain village, tribe, family, birth, death, puberty, marriage,
hunting, fishing, rain, harvests, harmony. Ultimately, songs must represent the innate,
ecological-ontological-spiritual sacredality found in Earth's humanity. Instead, they
increasingly center on the wealthy one percent's reception of time, money and
idolatry from the oppressed masses.
The story of songs and singers in the Modern Age is the story of the
artist's ego and voice out-singing the lyrics, out-performing the song, and out-casting
(what little, if any) meaning, message, social value and well-being delivered.
With all high-tech communications, the medium becomes the message.
The medium of television stood out early. But preceding TV, the medium of
ego and personality, bonded in marriage, was and remains the message. One
measure of a great song is how it, nonchalantly, outlasts all singers of it.
An authentic, human song delivers and shares some of the naturally selected,
deposited, layered and patterned gold and gems of universal, human culture and
soul. These are bequeathed, generation to generation, through eons, of natural
human culture-- families, camps, villages within ecosystem-habitats of Earth.
Todays Modern sci-technics, commercialism, materialism and Plutocratic,
oligarchic empires feeds on the decay and oppression of our human nurturome
(or culturome).
Humanity is a human, sociocultural ecosphere within and part of
Earth-life's ecosystem-habitats. The natural, authentic, human song
excavates lost treasures that have been oppressed and overrun by
civilization socioculture's arrogant enterprises, disenfranchising the people.
These lost, ecological and human purities are recaptued by one, or a few
artists, working away at the real work-- of excaving our lives, beings, cultures
and souls. They dig up and regenerate from 'civil', phoney, elitist constructs
our humanity's full, whole, ecological self-life-world midst Earth-life!
True artists are representative human beings: representing Earth's human
species. A species infected by the invasive, alien violations infected into
humanity by an arrogant one tenth of one percent, vitally assisted by the
entire one percent.
Getting to brass tacks: how can a largely pure and natural act of human sharing:
delivering humanity's recaptued sounds, movements and language; how can this
natural action occur on an artificial, commercial stage, and surrounded by a largely
artificialized, commercialized, dispirited, disheartened, dis-souled audience?
Art often talks the talk of soul. But, its delivery arrives, bearing nearly
nothing of soul, nor natural, common sense and fairness.
Further still, how can the singer and musician pull up from human depths;
then, grasp, maintain, and share human purities of sound, language and human
presence itself; whilst swimming in a sea of diverse toxins created and
defended by a greedy, dominant one tenth of one percent of the people upon
the Earth!
Any redeeming carriage of purity and naturality into the artificial systems
and ideologies of civilization is, merely, illusory. The general reality of
music is hoax, sham, egoism and creative self-rightious elitism. It is a
creative-art empire-kingdom-complex.
It is only by slight of hand, movement, sound, imagination; by slight of
language, light, high techics, fantasy and spectacle, that such illusions and
delusions regularly are disguised as glories of elitist, stratified, oppressive
civilizations.
The democratic spirit represents:
power to the people.
The Modern Artistic spirit represents:
power to the artists diverse, commercial empires.
L.S Heatherly 2012
of artificials, overriding and burying the common, sharing human soul.
Songsters and music are left to excavate fleeting embraces of the human soul,
originally, freely shared within the whole self of family-communty-ecovillage.
Words, words, words; music, music, music! What artificial inequities have been
seductively created via ego-self, industry and commerce! All part of an escalating
destruction of Earth's natural, free-flowing humanity!
The growing of one Modern Royalty! Performer/artist's royalties are not called
royal-ties for naught. Democracy has been programmed into the glorification
of personal empires of power and opulence.
The bancruptcy of civilization is seen, for one, when its songs are of the
individuals desire's and loves; when the heart is centered in selfish, personal,
affairs/matters of the heart and material gains to the body's life. Human family,
community and soul are abducted. These siren songs stealthily help carry humankind
onto the endangered species list.
Gone, long-ago, are natural, human song and music-- millenia-old! Once, Humanity's
indigenous, natural, authentic songs and music were central to village ceremonies,
celebrations, spiritual requests, thankfulness, inclusiveness and unity! Natural songs
express, manifest and sustain village, tribe, family, birth, death, puberty, marriage,
hunting, fishing, rain, harvests, harmony. Ultimately, songs must represent the innate,
ecological-ontological-spiritual sacredality found in Earth's humanity. Instead, they
increasingly center on the wealthy one percent's reception of time, money and
idolatry from the oppressed masses.
The story of songs and singers in the Modern Age is the story of the
artist's ego and voice out-singing the lyrics, out-performing the song, and out-casting
(what little, if any) meaning, message, social value and well-being delivered.
With all high-tech communications, the medium becomes the message.
The medium of television stood out early. But preceding TV, the medium of
ego and personality, bonded in marriage, was and remains the message. One
measure of a great song is how it, nonchalantly, outlasts all singers of it.
An authentic, human song delivers and shares some of the naturally selected,
deposited, layered and patterned gold and gems of universal, human culture and
soul. These are bequeathed, generation to generation, through eons, of natural
human culture-- families, camps, villages within ecosystem-habitats of Earth.
Todays Modern sci-technics, commercialism, materialism and Plutocratic,
oligarchic empires feeds on the decay and oppression of our human nurturome
(or culturome).
Humanity is a human, sociocultural ecosphere within and part of
Earth-life's ecosystem-habitats. The natural, authentic, human song
excavates lost treasures that have been oppressed and overrun by
civilization socioculture's arrogant enterprises, disenfranchising the people.
These lost, ecological and human purities are recaptued by one, or a few
artists, working away at the real work-- of excaving our lives, beings, cultures
and souls. They dig up and regenerate from 'civil', phoney, elitist constructs
our humanity's full, whole, ecological self-life-world midst Earth-life!
True artists are representative human beings: representing Earth's human
species. A species infected by the invasive, alien violations infected into
humanity by an arrogant one tenth of one percent, vitally assisted by the
entire one percent.
Getting to brass tacks: how can a largely pure and natural act of human sharing:
delivering humanity's recaptued sounds, movements and language; how can this
natural action occur on an artificial, commercial stage, and surrounded by a largely
artificialized, commercialized, dispirited, disheartened, dis-souled audience?
Art often talks the talk of soul. But, its delivery arrives, bearing nearly
nothing of soul, nor natural, common sense and fairness.
Further still, how can the singer and musician pull up from human depths;
then, grasp, maintain, and share human purities of sound, language and human
presence itself; whilst swimming in a sea of diverse toxins created and
defended by a greedy, dominant one tenth of one percent of the people upon
the Earth!
Any redeeming carriage of purity and naturality into the artificial systems
and ideologies of civilization is, merely, illusory. The general reality of
music is hoax, sham, egoism and creative self-rightious elitism. It is a
creative-art empire-kingdom-complex.
It is only by slight of hand, movement, sound, imagination; by slight of
language, light, high techics, fantasy and spectacle, that such illusions and
delusions regularly are disguised as glories of elitist, stratified, oppressive
civilizations.
The democratic spirit represents:
power to the people.
The Modern Artistic spirit represents:
power to the artists diverse, commercial empires.
L.S Heatherly 2012
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