Canary in the Coal Mine

Having not written for awhile...its time to do something, anything, merely to move the grease on the wheels.

So much has happened and is presently happening its hard to keep a handle on it. Sort of like the lady with the reins in her hand, riding, driving, cajoling the multi headed beast along. With the tail wagging the beast barking babble out like the bag-pipe motif in Bosch's "hell panel"....ones ears, inward and outward, can become jaded from the buzz of it all. You know what I mean!

One story that caught my eye in last weeks flurry was the death of Beverly Sills. A virtuoso of the highest kind. In her own words (in watching a PBS special) she came to view each role from the characters eyes. She embodied the character and came to discard anyones opinion "before, during or after" she played that character. Pure will. Pure artist. The living pulsation who has many faces.

One of her roles "Lucia di Lammermoor" had synchs worth mentioning...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucia_di_Lammermoor#Trivia

She was also filled with wisdom having seen life from so many points of view...

http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/b/beverly_sills.html

This canary was no blow hard, considering her as "Americas Queen of Opera" is the fat lady about to sing?

"Chi mi frena tal momento?" = "What restrains me this moment?"

"Behold xxx crouches at the door and seeks to devour you but you must have mastery over it!"

"Behold I stand at the door knock!"

That which is real by its very being undoes upon its arrival, ie when it shows itself, all those things that are not real. "Nothing unreal exists. Nothing real can be threatened. Herein lies the peace of God." as the 'Course in Miracles' says in its repeat of Lord Krishna in the Bhagavad Gita.

http://www.psyche.com/psyche/suares/cain2.html

When the door is opened what will xxx be? If its not you, you are not it. Is there anything other than the one thing, all one, alone and oh so joyous to be as such?
The singer of the Universe, oh so like our Canary, sings its song and kills each note perfectly. Oh to be killed by the singer! Sing me again and again and again!