Beatniks Bumtrips Bullshit

Berlin late night field recording of Love , dedication, and undiagnosed mental illness. “ I would burn the world for the right person”. A Norwegian man in love with a quantum physicist scientist.

Beastly sex , interdimensional beings, dooms day scenarios, a spiritual practice with Condor feathers… this is a conversation with Ian who recently moved to Argentina.

Beatnik poetry pushing conversation past the limits of an ai language model. A wild chat with Sean , Nat, and Jed. This one is fun x x L 🦗

Standing out side all night beer store narrating the nights transition from darkness to jubilance.

Berlin Club Cue Micro cast with a dude who wore platform crocs all summer @10 non profit music festivals.

Berlin Street art by “not.pinky” micro cast in Tempelhof urban, “ I’m not selling my art I’m just pasting it all around the city.”

Beatnik poetry , Meher Baba , Swing Drums , Heart Beats , eating Berlin berries, rolling chairs , a wild woman in your buss, 707, Charmain Knowles , spread my love. A chat with mini and Jed. https://open.spotify.com/episode/4XDhZE9LZThyHj7T15Jy0A?si=e53K02bVTDaHQ7rbEFjtSg

Poetry , jazz, acid time , alligator bucket hat, island drums A sudden poetry reading on a Street island with a philosopher rock star drummer discussing the Origin of swing music .

A lesson in ancient singing techniques 🦅

Beatnik poetry Santa Cruz Berlin Meher Baba Want to hear Baba's woman talking, 2 years after recovering from the loss of the physical body of her lover God? Or talk about sprinkling rain just before sunrise? For about doug, who plays Jam band music at 5:00 a.m. just inside the gate of homeless garden project because he is kind of like the security guard Or about crystals empty apartment? Is it rea...

Berlin dance floor research club report

Color and light made clear in a dream

Found it in the gutter Almost turquoise, Rain-soaked, oil-stained, Smelled like the street, Kept it in the car, weeks gone stale, Didn’t mind, no wool, just good vibes. Synthetic, plastic sheen, Still held that energy— The kind you pick up from the right places, Those spots humming with knowing. Balancing, edge-walking, Like a seal on a ball, Like Chaplin falling and catching, Riding gravity like...

17. Where do you look for a real experience? Not on the app store? But maybe on the radio? 📻 And emojis? Like 🔥 🌻 🪺 💫 “You have to remember I'm really into the sound of emptiness... I like a lot of open space in the middle of a recording sometimes. How do I explain it....new age? Really quiet pad of a soundscape. That moment where you forgot something was playing and then all of a sudden the...

Santa Cruz Tokyo Berlin stitched together with beatnik poetry, hip to the conspiracy, In the woods at night saying things like “Not only is the Internet and AI trying to grow its brain, faster and wider. We as spiritual bodies are expanding our bandwith.” A conversation between Jedidiah and Sean.

The origins of LSD, beatnik poetry, Timothy Leary, psychology. A conversation with Jedidiah in a library at night on a small island and Sean in the Santa Cuz mountain morning light. The end of the conversation has become the beginning.

Distortion, Human potentials, Jim Morrison, Michael Jackson, Cecile Brown, future utopias, destruction, passion, visions. A invigorating conversation with my mystic while she drives on autobahn.

A Beatnik adventure in Switzerland, marveling at a Cecily Brown painting of a forest fire, Sean in the Santa Cruz mountains micro dosing strange drugs, hard core beatnik poetry.

Finding leather lederhosen in a free pile, Break up songs, micro epic trips to art museums, hardcore beatnik poetry, electricity in your ass, predicting the future with 90° angles. And way more bullshit with Jedidiah and Sean. Come hang out.

Sometimes I find my self lucky enough to be in a canopy bed with a mystic. This is a conversation we had early morning. We chat about fear, the gap between what is and is not, processing grief, fully aware sex and painting, Cecil Brown authenticity, perversion inclusion, Osho corruption, loneliness and boredom, separation from the world, Arthur M Young degrees of freedom and also deep bliss.

Sex, Meditation, drinking beer sideways, suicide notes, zen, beatnik poetry, God coming to you in ball of light, length and girth. This chat starts with 4 people. And ends with A fine explanation of how to write poetry…say the things that are quite and embarrassing and true. It’s Meher Baba’s birthday. Jedidiah is in Berlin and calls up Sean in California. Sean tells us a bit about Baba while Tiff...

Attack decay sustain release an envelope of conversation with Jedidiah and Sean.

Beatnik Poetry, Meher Baba, the secret of sleep, Murshida Ivy Oneita Duce, Cashnash, our personal released from holding the universe together with our consciousness, wood chippers, twirling eucalyptus beams, Bay Area dragon parade, a chat with Jedidiah and Sean.

Picked up John Hitchhiking. This is a wild beat conversation about death , truth, life times and the The Heart-Mind Matrix. Heart mind coherence Out side of self Self dissolved I know that when I drowned There was nothing No sence of up or down no smell Un conflicted behavior Brain neurons in the heart That rush of truth it may be unsettling breathing water I went to the lake to drown Died and fou...

Jedidiah plays music on a pocket subwoofer while Sean reads beatnik poetry. They record a podcast about mind control, karma, the nodes of reality holding suffering. And then play another layer of music over the poetry. The setting is Log cabin with fier and Zelda vibes. Fat Cat sleeps on couch. There are drums and logs around sharing most the space together. Sean serves moulin tea.