Realize through real eyes

Realize through real eyes http://bendean.multiply.com/ "Existence creates only originals; it does not believe in carbon copies." -- Osho Wed, 23 Jul 2008 17:36:01 -0000 Tue, 22 Jul 2008 16:33:08 -0000 Realize through real eyes http://images.bendean.multiply.com/logo http://bendean.multiply.com 100 100 The Debate Rages ON - Issue #2 - Health Care <img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIYKOQoKCBoAAE@rzRA1/31.gif?et=NQ3ahIUm%2CxaTWxm1CFw93Q&nmid=0">Doesn't everyone already have it? We are not a third world nation. There are no poor people here. If we want health care, we should have to pay for it. You have to pay to eat, you have to pay for gas, you have to pay for a place to live, the doctors and pharmaceutical companies have to pay me for maintaining this viewpoint... just because we live in a free country doesn't mean that everything should be free. <img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIYLuwoKCBoAAG-pP6o1/1.gif?et=lp7dOhWouhcNMLbZRCxgpg&nmid=0"> This is a very serious issue. People are turned away at hospitals every day and they die on the streets because instead of being hooked on the drugs which helped to fun my campaign they are hooked on crack and they hook just to get their next fix. Universal Health Care would fix this problem. It will put the decision making in the government's hands and we will be able to decide who lives or dies, and we will decide which drugs to shove down your throat to cause more health problems. Pharmaceutical companies have been giving potential candidates money for years. It's onl... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/276/The_Debate_Rages_ON_-_Issue_2_-_Health_Care Tue, 22 Jul 2008 16:33:08 -0000 The Debate Rages On - Issue #1 - The War I thought it might be interesting to simulate a debate based on the assumption that those running for office were a bit more honest and truthful. The first issue we will debate here is the war in Iraq. The screaming Ben will be the "right". The blue Ben with his hand up will be the "left". The Ben simply looking out his window will be average Joe Schmo. ( Please be advised, this has some bad words. ) <img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SITIAgoKCBoAAA6APiI1/31.gif?et=Gl21cJjv2%2CziQqwsOPb40w&nmid=0"> It's absolutely necessary that we remain in Iraq. Why not? We are already everywhere else and no man, woman, or child can shit without us knowing. We know what's best for the whole entire world, what's best for everyone... and that is freedom! Democracy! And the only way to be free of tyrants is to know what everyone is doing and thinking, and as long as we can control- um, I mean limit... um, no that's not right... um, as long as we can protect(yes, that's it)... protect the people from terrorists, we shall be free! <img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SITJVgoKCBoAADAcsxI1/1.gif?et=%2CiX3ylo1Wzr9%2C055uUV81Q&nmid=0"> Invading Iraq was a mistake. It was a crime. Countless America... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/275/The_Debate_Rages_On_-_Issue_1_-_The_War Mon, 21 Jul 2008 17:42:58 -0000 Secret Language Musimagical <img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SICtiwoKCBoAAEo4@XY1/visions.gif?et=mmj9TqWUuM2dsMVAyq5GCA&nmid=0">Welcome to the place I sharewhere you were merely barely there standing on the edge of dreams.Life is showing that you care about people, not in badges or esteems.Hold on to me, fly over on invisible clouds in the sky so I can see you through the foggy mists blowing in the shiny morning breeze. All I need is a number and a letter, baby, all I need is a random chance to drop these things I hold, to dance in joy and sing despite the noise that echoes through the air from my throat, for it is mine and the only one I'll ever have to share... <img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SICxLwoKCBoAAC4Go@I1/notes.JPG?et=P63NopyckNfpJme6YNxaYg&nmid=0">These notes- the only ones I've wrote in secret language musimagical, the only ones I truly understand. The only ones I can truly call my own.When something speaks to me, it echoes these, reverberates off tips of my soul and I don't have to think or believe to feel it ringing true. I don't have to know anything to know I love you. http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/274/Secret_Language_Musimagical Fri, 18 Jul 2008 14:20:31 -0000 Existence I eat too much pre-packaged, PrOcEsSeD,and [ ready-made information ]which hides, which lies,finding underneath it all that I am meand nothing changessave the voices of perception. Existence. Being. Individuality. Such simple and overused wordsto describe something to be achieved,to be developed... but it is very clearand <img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png">staring<img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"> at me,very clear that it's already herebut buried under knowledgeand peoples' expectations. http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/273/Existence Thu, 17 Jul 2008 16:16:47 -0000 barefoot summer Back to the days of driving barefoot in the morning with the windows open and the air on my feet. It's like a reunion with something long forgotten... times had, spent in the summers with my junky jalopy of a car, bright orange and shining in the sun through all its dust and mud. I miss its smell, of everywhere it had been. All the hills and rivers and hard to reach places. All the fun with people and beautiful faces dancing across the upholstery memory... just like the memory on the soles of my feet which I used to walk barefoot across the rocks and dirt and water and leaves to feel closer to the places I love. I'm staring down at my shoes and I suddenly hate them. http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/272/barefoot_summer Wed, 16 Jul 2008 22:28:30 -0000 I am water; water is me Smells like beauty Views in small oceans Drifting through scent to the shore within Clean and free but not afraid of being dirty, exactly how I'd like to be Running loose, unobstructed, as much as me pouring over everything just to feel it up against me, to breathe it in and taste it, to make me more alive, to share and be real over every inch and stretch of time Every place opened in wholeness, in being one So far to go but I've already begun http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/271/I_am_water_water_is_me Mon, 14 Jul 2008 17:36:31 -0000 Creation How much can we really speak of death, never remembering the moment of our conception? What lies beyond? The heaven or hell we've created for ourselves or simply more of the same, slowly remembering bits and pieces of things and people we knew before? The glorious moment where our energy of life is released and flows out from our bodies and we return for a moment of some length to where we came from, where everything is, where everything comes from... and then back to the amnesia of birth. We forget our names and we take upon the identity of another body, another person, another empty cage that can barely contain the limitless potential of our souls. Birth and death do not truly matter. It's what we do with our moments between, for everything is merely a moment. Could you maybe look another way if in your mind you truly willed it? In this powerful place where simple superstitions are real and made to be, whatever is believed becomes truth. However you believe yourself to be is h... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/270/Creation Sat, 12 Jul 2008 15:41:51 -0000 This Special Spot These pictures were taken today in a place I've grown to love. It was badly burned last year in some wildfires burning through the area, but it is growing back quickly. The trees... some of them are still blackened on the outside but they live and breathe just as strongly as before, which inspires me to be more. I saw this place a bit off a trail outside of town when on a hike with the boys(but didn't go there then because I didn't want to give them poison oak) and something told me to head back from time to time because it's just somewhere I'm drawn towards. The trees are a friendly bunch. Welcome to this special spot. http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/album/21/This_Special_Spot Sat, 12 Jul 2008 03:57:12 -0000 Nature Nothing is bluer than the view from under a tree, while the wind sings its songs and the sun shines on me. Circles and circles of leaves and their branches while the birds and bees and ants fly and crawl around, attracted to the sound of emotion flowing from me out to the Earth, repaying it for the gift of my energy, for another day to live and protect it from harm. I know it hears me and responds to all my needs with all its life springing forth from all the many different seeds because nature, she loves me despite all my misdeeds... for what I am and all I give and share, for what I try to dare. <a href="http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SHWDDgoKCBoAAASXdoo1"><img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHWDDgoKCBoAAASXdoo1/HPIM0718.JPG?et=WeJr7mfs3Lt0SH6v%2CKmlEA&nmid=0" width="400"></a>She was my first and favorite lover, always reaching out with open arms, not caring for subtlety or tact but openness .. directness, just a sharing of myself as I am with no exceptions or things marked as private, no, she knows all for I have told her in our special way without words, shared with her all my thoughts and feelings and I can still feel she loves me even after all this time...... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/269/Nature Thu, 10 Jul 2008 03:38:07 -0000 Picture Perfect - I Spy I spy with my little eye... something that begins with P. <a href="http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SHQzeAoKCBoAAGuIhEc1"><img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHQzeAoKCBoAAGuIhEc1/HPIM0716.JPG?et=HqFuzhjiL2Z8Yc8ApkL1sQ&nmid=0" width="600"></a> We waited a long time outside, shivering in the cold November morning for hours. He had to leave soon, he just had to. We all gasped in surprise as he got into his vehicle and started to leave, the whole driveway was a riotous sound of beeping, clicking, and whizzing noises as everyone prepared their equipment. I remember feeling so glad that day because he took the convertible, which would make us lots more money. Here he comes... here he comes around the corner and snap beep click reee... We are the paparazzi! Taken on my HP Photosmart E327(because there is absolutely nothing like a free camera)No editing whatsoever, straight from camera to your eyes. For more picture fun, <a href="http://fotofriday.multiply.com/journal/item/119/The_Picture_Perfect_theme_is.........">click here for Picture Perfect.</a> http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/268/Picture_Perfect_-_I_Spy Wed, 9 Jul 2008 03:44:44 -0000 Rambling nonsense Break a mirror on the ground to hell with luck I can't see myself shining anymore this is what I use to look inside myself and take and select and pull things off my shelf to read and discard or save for later. Rake these leaves up on the ground where they had blanketed the earth to keep things warm for piles and hoards are the key to getting rich fast swimming around in things and money, clearing out paths of nature and making room for more of your things and places to hold all your worthless pieces of paper still ever growing less in value so that you need more and your appetite for greed is never satiated splash in puddles jump in leaves scattering piles and hordes of leaves and while the world spins around and around and the clowns laugh at us from space. Naked, excited and happy to be just as me I don't care who can see through these plastic smiles around the world ice cream people driving miles and so many miles in the heat of the summer to cool us off but I want to be hot! I... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/267/Rambling_nonsense Sun, 6 Jul 2008 15:44:35 -0000 It's Time to Declare Your Independence <a href="http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SGxDhAoKCBoAAGbiLcM1"><img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGxDhAoKCBoAAGbiLcM1/MyPicture-1.jpg?et=qE8M%2BUJic2NqICzfoCULZw&nmid=0" width="500"></a> I pledge allegiance to no flag, especially not my own country's or that of any republic which stands under the control of godless corporations. We are being divided to provide an illusion of being indivisible, to provide an illusion that we are fighting for liberty and justice for all- while liberty is being flushed down the toilet and justice is quickly becoming a myth of the past. This is my Declaration of Independence, dated the third day of July in the year two-thousand eight- but written long before in my mind. I've spent a good deal of time waiting and hoping for change that never came despite my own protests and those of countless others. It is now time to dissolve these political ties that have held me here. I owe no allegiance to anything save this planet which allows us all to live. You are your own person. You decide what it is you can and can not do. You write your own laws. You can think for yourself. Please feel free to declare your independence if you wish t... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/266/Its_Time_to_Declare_Your_Independence Thu, 3 Jul 2008 03:13:19 -0000 Picture Perfect - Freedom <a href="http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SGt9QQoKCBoAABFRYIE1"> <img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGt9QQoKCBoAABFRYIE1/HPIM0853.JPG?et=yyNqvXnSnAOagVuniaa5RQ&nmid=0" width="650"></a> To me, there is nothing more free than the sky. It knows no borders. It doesn't have to invade other countries, no, it simply passes through untouched and unharmed... and itself causing no harm. It's winds do not stop at the invisible lines made by man. On this particular day, the winds were a bit more free than usual. New Year's Day 2008, when everyone was making resolutions for this year... while the wind was very resolute. If I had taken a picture of what was going on below, you would see a bunch of overturned semi trucks on the side of the road. Even so, I thought the sky was more interesting... Taken with an HP Photosmart E327Cropped a bit on the edges, but no Photoshopping. For more photo fun, <a href="http://fotofriday.multiply.com/journal/item/112/Picture_Perfect_Freedom">click here.</a> http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/265/Picture_Perfect_-_Freedom Wed, 2 Jul 2008 13:20:52 -0000 I Quote Looks I'm nearing the end of anothersmall stretch of time,about to start with another loverto add to my growing collection.Inside lies a vast recollectionwhere over time I quote looksof my eyes(of beauty seenin the shimmery sheenof the moonlight reflecting back to me...of fluid movementsdancing in that special waywhere our eyes saymore than our mouths ever could...of your body's sway,of the cold of night and heat of daytogether as one)inside the space of my notebooks. http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/263/I_Quote_Looks Mon, 30 Jun 2008 21:34:19 -0000 The Life and Death of Part of Cora's Mind I decided to post this. It is my first larger scale creative work, written at the time when I was using a pen name online(Cora Vardalos). It is still very much unfinished, but is basically a semi-autobiography. Hope you enjoy. Chapter 1 Cora sat down in front of her laptop, beginning to type away, to bring you into her life as played out inside her mind. Her slender fingers scuttled along in rapid movement, becoming hypnotizing to her as she keyed these very words. I need a good place to start, thought Cora while she was still typing the last sentence. The little Cora inside of her sat down on a nice tuft of grey matter. Ah!, the little voice breathed a sigh of relief as it kicked back and reclined and watched the little pictures of memories floating by around her.... In the air the clouds were flying fast by as we look down through the trees where the rainy breeze was constant in the land of green and vibrant forests, past them to a clearing. Through the fortress of cold st... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/262/The_Life_and_Death_of_Part_of_Coras_Mind Sun, 29 Jun 2008 13:43:35 -0000 Automatic I leap and watch everything move up while I'm falling down into a heap I keep below just in case I forgot to look first. A burst of foresight, it gave me some more sight than I already have in my extra-eyed gaze. I hit the ground in a daze and I sighed and fell deeper than before, asleep on the shore, drifting out into the rifts of my mind and trying to find something to wake me from this sleepy snore. This is the beginning of my end, as I sit here and write this. Maybe, if I could meet you there, maybe things would just about be alright. As close as they could be, as close as I could be to you. That space between us closes as your lips close over my mouth and we share the same breath, nothing else to get between us. I know you as no one else can, and I see excitement swimming in your eyes upon knowing that you feel the same, you feel me where you used to be. I'm about to descend into madness by becoming one with those who don't notice. Is it possible to live life like... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/261/Automatic Sat, 28 Jun 2008 14:52:51 -0000 Picture Perfect - Twisted <img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa171/deanbenji/MyPicture-4.jpg" width="500"> This was taken using the built-in camera of my laptop, positioned on the ground looking up at the ceiling fan while I look back down at the camera. I used the "twirl" effect within the camera's stock software while taking the photo, then I tweaked the lighting and matted it in iPhoto. For more twisted photo fun, go here:<a href="http://fotofriday.multiply.com/journal/item/107/Picture_Perfect_Twisted">http://fotofriday.multiply.com/journal/item/107/Picture_Perfect_Twisted</a> http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/260/Picture_Perfect_-_Twisted Fri, 27 Jun 2008 02:12:27 -0000 Doodly Doodles from My Warped and Crazy Noodle Most of these are black ink on recycled paper from work which I saved from being thrown away in the trash. If you see any words behind them showing through the other side then do not worry. It's not your eyes playing tricks on you. They are really there. http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/album/20/Doodly_Doodles_from_My_Warped_and_Crazy_Noodle Fri, 20 Jun 2008 14:21:04 -0000 I'll pass on time Drawing on passing time...I'll pass on time.I don't need it to exist for me, no thank you.What I need is an eternal momentbut it is gone and used uplike a dried up river bed...like a thousand year stretch of timegone in a single second.Could I come byand knock on your doorand ask you for one more,should you have one to spare? http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/258/Ill_pass_on_time Thu, 19 Jun 2008 20:38:51 -0000 Poetry Slam Come on in, take a seat. We're about to start. <img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.bendean.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFF7EAoKCBoAACDk-S01/BENNY.JPG?et=zrpnnZP59pWqLP5tMz1mgQ&nmid=0"> Welcome, everyone! Thanks very much for coming to this impromptu, poorly organized, makeshift venue. There's a lot we have in store for you, a diverse gathering of poets of ranging styles, impressive in their art. I thought I would start off with a little diddie, before my words are swallowed by our special guests. Consider me the opening act to the opening act to the opening act to the opening act...... This one I call "Think" (ahem, hmmm, I am stalling because I'm nervous and the speed readers will have to wait for my voice to load): <a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/8-UUqk/music/4bFfvJ5J/benjamin_dean_think/">Think - Benjamin Dean</a>Do you have a place where you write your thoughts down?Do they work for you?Do they dance?Do you give them a chanceto find life outside your mindand go out to find others of their kind?Or do you rule them like a fascist nation,with suppression?Nothing can get out or come inand all dissensionis either unpatriotic or a sin?What would the world beif we were all made to think?Everythi... http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/257/Poetry_Slam Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:55:26 -0000 Come to the Poetry Slam! When?Friday, June 13th, all day longWhere?Right here.Details:This will not be a competitive contest. Anyone who chooses to share will be heard, as this is all about the gift of sharing words and all forms of creative expressions(it does not have to be spoken, should you not have a microphone or do not wish to share your voice... typing something up, or cutting and pasting something here is also great. But if you use someone else's work, please give them credit and do not pass it off as yours:) ). If you do not have anything of your own to share, then share something which speaks to you. We will have two very special guest speakers. Bring a friend and join in on the fun! http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/256/Come_to_the_Poetry_Slam Wed, 11 Jun 2008 13:09:51 -0000 "Fly" by Ben Dean Superstylize where mind connects with eyes, drawing me in, forward and backward in a rush of syncopated backbeats. Flying out because I can be anywhere but I now lack the streets or the desire to use them, like having a store with a million aisles with no desire to peruse them. Blue and green and smoggy skies come to me in swift surprise. The smell of fire and mosquito spray... this is where I love to play. Out swimming inside the river cold with the water of melting snow, thinking I am endless and will never be old inside my heart, where it really counts. No real end to the life I know. It's open to me. So I pick a number, say... one million miles and set off with no purpose, no direction save the flow of air because the winds bring change. The wind breathes it out, this pure and clean inspiration that gives me the fuel and will to fly. To the world I say goodbye for a fleeting moment to come back and share what I found while flying high above the http://bendean.multiply.com/video/item/37/Fly_by_Ben_Dean Tue, 10 Jun 2008 04:51:27 -0000 Candlelight Standing on top of the candlelightthat moves with me to give me sight,it's no wonder I couldn't see you there.The dancing shadows never look rightand I see a lot of shapes that mightbe apparitions made of air. With a quiet breath, I breathe it out and listen,like a silent death where every sound does glisteninside my mind and through my body,vibrating where I do not need eyes to see,wading out into my sea,waiting there inside of me. http://bendean.multiply.com/journal/item/255/Candlelight Mon, 9 Jun 2008 20:15:36 -0000 We All Are Our Own Form of Currency Here's the latest and greatest video poetry/rap/whatever you wish to call it. I'll put the lyrics up tomorrow. Just finished it and I'm about to pass out. Enjoy! Update, here's the lyrics: Turn off the TV, stop the presses, they're guesses... opionated, completely biased to depress us, suppress us from going out to find our own truth- but I'm my number one media, filtering through everything they're trying to feed y ya. :) Think about it... they give out the newspaper free, but what's the real cost of mind control to you and me? Might as well take the noose because you're better off dead than to have to listen to the crap they shovel into your head. Take a moment, breathe, and wake up instead. Take a moment, breathe, and wake up instead. It's a clever, closed system of subtlety reaching out from a place of hypocrisy making people point and blame so we feel shame when we don't want to play by the rules of their game. Undercurrents, so dangerous, can pull you... http://bendean.multiply.com/video/item/36/We_All_Are_Our_Own_Form_of_Currency Thu, 22 May 2008 04:53:07 -0000 The Smashing Pumpkins - Superchrist I put this up to share, not so much for the video and what it contains, nor the title of the song, but for the music. There are very few words, but it looks like they had a lot of fun while putting this together. Feeling the music, it is music I can feel... well, there's that.... and then the fact that I am a huge Smashing Pumpkins fan. Couldn't help but want to http://bendean.multiply.com/video/item/35/The_Smashing_Pumpkins_-_Superchrist Thu, 15 May 2008 20:43:42 -0000 The Family 4-12-2008 Here's some pictures of some time we spent with my wife's parents when they were in town. It's fun to be a kid whenever I can, to go back and play with the dirt and grass and http://bendean.multiply.com/photos/album/19/The_Family_4-12-2008 Tue, 15 Apr 2008 16:52:54 -0000