Alberto Roman

there are many things that I am grateful for in this project. We are able to  play with multiple shamanic streams in a contemporary horizon. What a precious gift . All kinds of subtle perceptions and openings show up through our flower songs and that Spontaneous Magical Hut of the Mystic Cafe. I also love how those refined sensibilities and our responses to them fulfill our lives. I like that new lineages emerge than can be  just as powerful and authentic than older ones. We put on new Masks that are portals to regions of the boundless. We respond to our historical horizons and  our offerings are suited to what ever forces and powers might be the constellation of particular tribe, community, and historical period.  The staging of an Emergence Theatre is contemporary shamanic art. Ecosophical, even. Masks have always been powerful gear for the shamanic clans.  Masks  can allow border crossings, transgressions, hybridity, the writings of outrageous formulas for healing, transformati

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From my Medicine Pouch THE BIRDSONG COMPASS: This medicine tool is a quick reality check for any situation; Ask yourself this: * What is going on? * What am I adding? * What am I leaving out? * What do I really know? The Birdsong Compass is a form of your own Live streaming check. Often we texture a situation with story lines and assumptions that increase the potential for pain and suffering. Stop this practice. Practice ease instead. Stay spacious. Remember that part of maintaing yourself clear, spontaneous, fresh, vital is to cease and desist from repetitive thinking and behavior that keep you from living wisdom: seeing what is as it is. You will die but how and in what state of being? YESOM You live within the means of your body. So, inherently you are in absolute perfect delight. Meditate: Just Sit. Just Breathe. Just Be. Natural Meditation. Follow this to your bliss then be that daily. stay buoyant available happy moment by moment till... You live wit

Coursing through our Central Nervous Systems are non human particles, fragmented stars, reptilian imagination, electric hemoglobin, and the language crystals of solar strata Inside our Central Nervous system packets of folded/space energy scintillate and mutate at the speed of variable light. Or I can say it like this: endogenous modulators generate intercalated variance across multiple systems of my body. I am simultaneously multiple frames of eidetic possibility each with its own sensations and intensities. I experience this diversity in one coherent present which surveys and lives through diversifying lines of exogenous flight  Selfhood in multiplied visual, kinetic, auditory, configurations at the velocity of light is imminent, spontaneous and ever emergent We release the becoming infinite of the finite.  We are the becoming God of the human. Or we are the becoming human of the Universe.

I explore with them how to die and they don't yet see it. I say, "now, go between her legs and come out as what?"  each time a new mask is used upon the "rebirth", a mask, a flower, an animal  what do you let go off? I say do this rite of passage three times.  The last time you pass through her legs no mask just emerge with your naked face.. They do it. They are quiet. They are young. Beautiful.  They are happy to be seen as they construct more images of themselves in front of the dance floor mirror..... Yet I vanish in this