Via a Peaceful Ice Climb, an 不合作的方式 (Uncooperative Approach), We May Summit Ἁρμαγεδών

Americanism and Bolshevism are the same, the machine raping Gaia out of her oil. I do not like oil. I like trees, hippies, and clean water. You cannot drink oil if you are thirsty.


In my world, we aim for better than Minnesota nice. I aim to melt the ice around your heart to reveal the truth, we are all human. Same red blood flows through all our veins. Across the blue ocean, same ferrous hemoprotein protein in all of us,

It is harder to crack a prejudice than an atom,
But in your sleep if you see the Phoenix coming out of Joseph’s Tomb in flames,
The lasting peace after the third intifada,
After the nuclear exchange,
After the drone war,
After everything is over,
You will not see anything in black and white,
It will not be red or blue,
Male or female.
No binary reduction of reality into the haves and have nots,
The rich and the poor,
Those left writing on Instagram listen to trap EDM,
…or doing anything to make the world better,
Shit man, this world is crazy,
It is loosing its Mind,
But is it?

Is it not in the vortex,
The eye of the hurricane that peace comes?
The place of balance,
Yin and Yang,
The Tao held in tension with God,
Two memes evolving each other,
To the New Age,
An age of great Hope,
The age the Bzerkeley folk learn their history and future,
Scaling the secular city,
Negating the old,
Overcoming it into the new,
Sublating the obsolete,
Loving it at the same time,
Gaia is beautiful,
Here body is rich,
In love with her I write,
Dear heart, where do find,
The courage to seek the Beloved,
When you know He has annihilated
So many like you before?
I do not care, said my heart,
My only wish is become
One with the Beloved
Gaia, my mother,


Children of the Moon, hear my heart,


It is love that will win you peace and prosperity. That love can be white hot, or ice cold. It can be flowing like the river in fall, or as subtle as a chickadee chirping the new life of spring. Gaia, my love, this place is peaceful and centering. Thank you for this sunset, the colors and the moment,

As a man underwater, drowning in the mist of the wheeled vehicle, the car, I pray,

May my face be graced with presence of a lion, an animal in a hallway, confined and caged, fire burn in my heart, I am a mother, my cubs are trapped, underneath the Sword of Damocles,

Today, every inhabitant of this planet must contemplate the day when this planet may no longer be habitable. Every man, woman and child lives under a nuclear sword of Damocles, hanging by the slenderest of threads, capable of being cut at any moment by accident, or miscalculation, or by madness. The weapons of war must be abolished before they abolish us,

Technology, techne, is what is the question, the question concerning technology – gestell,

Enframing means the gathering together of that setting-upon which sets upon man, i.e., challenges him forth, to reveal the real, in the mode of ordering, as standing-reserve. Enframing means that way of revealing which holds sway in the essence of modern technology and which is itself nothing technological,

In its soul, nothingness, for the sake of our names – they gather us in – seals, the end believes us the beginning, before the master ensilences us, in the undifferentiated, attesting itself: the clammy brightness,

Father God I been betrayed,
Feel like they beat me like a slave,
But I learn from my mistakes,
We living in the last days pray for me and make me cold hearted,

An ice climber trained to climb Meddigo, steel blades my teeth, may I eat the Millitary-Industrial Complex for breakfast, defending the peace in my home with the non-violent graceful activism of a Mark Twight or Steve House,

Winter is coming and I cannot wait, when it’s cold and dark the freezing moon can obsess you, if only to climb starlight, I want heaven on earth now, it starts here, see the flood, the coming insurrection and climb!

Jack Gallant’s group at Berkeley published a paper entitled, “A continuous semantic space describes the representation of thousands of object and action categories across the human brain” in 2012 (Neuron, 76, 1210-1224). Figure 7, “Semantic space represented across the cortical surface” shows a map of their semantic space to the brain from fMRI data responses to a lexical database called WordNet. I wonder what happens in my brain when I flow spoken word? It is like an orgasm. What is going on in that? How is it that rappers are so good at bringing the truth to people? How can I do that to promote peace in Turkey the greater Middle East and the rest of the world? I got it, put my words to music!


The climate is changing by up to 8-10 Celsius by 2300 (Nature, 526, 421-425) and reason alone cannot stop it. Heidegger said poesis and art may be a path to restore the Mind to a state aware of humanity’s connection to earth. Celan writes of his meeting with the thinker after the war a cryptic poem, a Jewish poet meets a Nazi thinker and answers him with language so complex and sparse that in its simplicity Germany’s soul is somehow restored ( Vergangenheitsbewältigung come to Germany in Heidegger’s and Celan’s embrace of forgiveness, the makings of a lasting peace. All religious texts are poetry, sparse words preserved through evolution. It is interesting to see scripture so profoundly influencing the world today. In Nature, 526, 371-379 in Figure 2 I see, “A mapping of high-dimensional semantic space onto the cortical surface.” Neuroscientists are starting to map language to the physiology of the brain. In this way, I see poesis be understood physiologically but not fully grasped. Gaia is heating up. I write poems inspired by Celan and Heidegger to try to express a path of hope in this earth time. It is a fast age. The Singularity is amazingly fully of water and fire. You need the wisdom and love of Rumi and the Baha’i writing to survive if you feel it like me. A revelation for this age.



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About kayaerbil

I am a Berkeley educated chemistry Ph.D. who is moving into the area of working on developing appropriate technology for communities that are subjected to socio-economic oppression. The goal is to use simple and effective designs to empower people to live better lives. Currently, I am working with Native Americans on Pine Ridge, the Lakota reservation in South Dakota. I am working with a Native owned and run solar energy company. We are currently working on building a compressed earth block (CEB) house that showcases many of the technologies that the company has developed. The CEB house is made of locally derived resources, earth from the reservation. The blocks are naturally thermally insulating, keeping the house cool in the summer and warm in the winter. Eventually, a solar air heater and photovoltaic panels will be installed into the house to power the home and keep it warm, while preserving the house off the grid. A side project while in Pine Ridge is a solar computer. I hope to learn about blockchain encryption software for building microgrids. In addition, it is an immediate interest of mine to involve local youth in technology education.
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