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I played trombone. For 6 years, haven't touched it in over ten though. Hopefully that helps. Just got the guitar (acoustic) in yesterday, will hopefully get to work by this weekend!

Also, thanks for the advice about scales/chords basics etc. Will definatly do that. Also, have in mind a cd that I will learn. Have no clue how hard it is or not. I don't think it will be very. It will be a mid to long term goal to keep me interested as well.

Played with it a bit tonight. Making it make sounds. Watching why. I can play the fuck out of this, I have no doubt. This will be fun. Pretty fucking stoked.
 
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Agreed, further discussion, head to the Social, but I have one more message for you Pharmakos; is your name derived from Pharmako/Poeia by Dale Pendell? The book was recently given to me by a astrological spirit brother in divine synchronicity; we have many revelations to share between us. Lastly, thank you for the message of Ecclesiastes. It is on my reading list today and is already speaking directly.

Ride on.

i've actually never read that book, though i've always meant to. here's some copypasta about where pendell and i both got the root word from:

Pharmākos, in Greek religion, a human scapegoat used in certain state rituals. In Athens, for example, a man and a woman who were considered ugly were selected as scapegoats each year. At the festival of the Thargelia in May or June, they were feasted, led round the town, beaten with green twigs, and driven out or killed with stones. The practice in Colophon, on the coast of Asia Minor (the part of modern Turkey that lies in Asia) was described by the 6th-century-bc poet Hipponax (fragments 5–11). An especially ugly man was honoured by the community with a feast of figs, barley soup, and cheese. Then he was whipped with fig branches, with care that he was hit seven times on his phallus, before being driven out of town. (Medieval sources said that the Colophonian pharmākos was burned and his ashes scattered in the sea.) The custom was meant to rid the place annually of ill luck.

The 5th-century Athenian practice of ostracism has been described as a rationalized and democratic form of the custom. The biblical practice of driving the scapegoat from the community, described in Leviticus 16, gave a name to this widespread custom, which was said by the French intellectual René Girard to explain the basis of all human societies.

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A pharmakós (Greek: φαρμακός, plural pharmakoi) in Ancient Greek religion was the ritualistic sacrifice or exile of a human scapegoat or victim.

A slave, a cripple or a criminal was chosen and expelled from the community at times of disaster (famine, invasion or plague) or at times of calendrical crisis. It was believed that this would bring about purification. On the first day of the Thargelia, a festival of Apollo at Athens, two men, the Pharmakoi, were led out as if to be sacrificed as an expiation.

Some scholia state that pharmakoi were actually sacrificed (thrown from a cliff or burned), but many modern scholars reject this, arguing that the earliest source for the pharmakos (the iambic satirist Hipponax) shows the pharmakoi being beaten and stoned, but not executed. A more plausible explanation would be that sometimes they were executed and sometimes not, depending on the attitude of the victim. For instance, a deliberate unrepentant murderer would most likely be put to death.[citation needed]

In Aesop in Delphi (1961), Anton Wiechers discussed the parallels between the legendary biography of Aesop (in which he is unjustly tried and executed by the Delphians) and the pharmakos ritual. For example, Aesop is grotesquely deformed, as was the pharmakoi in some traditions; and Aesop was thrown from a cliff, as was the pharmakoi in some traditions.

Gregory Nagy, in Best of the Achaeans (1979), compared Aesop’s pharmakos death to the “worst” of the Achaeans in the Iliad, Thersites. More recently, both Daniel Ogden, The Crooked Kings of Ancient Greece (1997) and Todd Compton, Victim of the Muses: Poet as Scapegoat, Warrior and Hero (2006) examine poet pharmakoi. Compton surveys important poets who were exiled, executed or suffered unjust trials, either in history, legend or Greek or Indo-European myth.

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[1] The chain, pharmakeia-pharmakon-pharmakeus, appears several times in Plato's texts. A word not directly or literally used by Plato is pharmakos, which means 'scapegoat'. According to Derrida, that it is not used by Plato does not indicate that the word is necessarily absent. Certain forces of association unite the words that are 'actually present' in a text with all the other words in the lexical system, whether or not they appear as words in such discourse. The textual chain is not simply 'internal' to Plato's lexicon. One can say that all the 'pharmaceutical' words do actually make themselves present in the text. 'It is in the back room, in the shadows of the pharmacy, prior to the oppositions between conscious and unconscious, freedom and constraint, voluntary and involuntary, speech and language, that these textual 'operations' occur' (Dissemination, p.129). Derrida places the opposites, presence-absence and inside-outside, under great pressure. If the word pharmakos that Plato does not use still resonates within the text, then there can be no matter of a text being closed upon itself. What do 'absent' and 'present' mean when the outside is always already part of the inside, at work on the inside?

[2] In ancient Athens, the character and the ritual of the pharmakos had the task of expelling and shutting out the evil (out of the body and out of the city). The Athenians maintained several outcasts at the public expense. When plague, famine, drought or other calamities befell the city, they sacrificed some of the outcasts as a purification and a remedy. The pharmakos, the scapegoat, was led to the outside of the city and killed in order to purify the city's interior. The evil that had affected the inside of the city from the outside, was thus returned to the outside in order to protect the inside. But the representative of the outside (the pharmakos) was nonetheless kept in the very heart of the inside, the city. In order to be led out of the city, the scapegoat must have already been within the city. 'The ceremony of the pharmakos is thus played out on the boundary line between the inside and the outside, which it has as its function ceaselessly to trace and retrace' (Dissemination, p.133). At the same time, the pharmakos is on the borderl between sacred and cursed, '... beneficial insofar as he cures - and for that, venerated and cared for - harmful insofar as he incarnates the powers of evil - and for that, feared and treated with caution' (Dissemination, p.133). He is the benefactor who heals and he is the criminal who incarnates the powers of evil. The pharmakos is like a medicine in that he 'cures' the impurity of the city, but he is, at the same time, a poison, an evil. Pharmakos. Pharmakon. Undecidables. Both words carry within themselves more than one meaning. Conflicting meanings.

[3] Pharmakos does not only mean scapegoat. It is also synonymous for pharmakeus, or wizard, magician, poisoner. In Plato's dialogues, Socrates is often portrayed as a pharmakeus. Socrates is considered as one who knows how to perform magic with words. His words act as a pharmakon (as a remedy, or as a poison?) and permeate the soul of the listener. In Phaedrus, he fiercely objects to the ill effects of writing. He compares writing to a pharmakon, a drug, a poison: writing repeats without knowing. Socrates suggests a different pharmakon, a medicine: dialectics, the philosophical dialogue. This, he claims, can lead one to true knowledge, the truth of the eidos, that which is identical to itself, always the same as itself, invariable. This is the message of Socrates to the city of Athens. He acts as a magician (pharmakos) - Socrates himself speaks about a divine or supernatural voice that comes to him - and his most famous medicine (pharmakon) is speech, dialectics and dialogue that will lead to knowledge and truth.

But Socrates also becomes Athen's most famous 'other' pharmakos, the scapegoat. He becomes a stranger, even an enemy who does not speak the proper language of the other citizens. He is an other; not the absolute other, the barbarian, but the other (the outside) who is very near, who is already on the inside. According to several prominent Athenians, he was of bad moral and political influence. His constant criticism undermined the faith in democracy of many Athenians. In 399 BC, Socrates was charged with introducing new gods and corrupting the young and sentenced to death. Having accused him as a force of evil, Athens killed him to keep itself intact. Athens kills the pharmakos (both the magician and the scapegoat).





interesting that even 2500 years ago the druggies became the scapegoats.
 
Yesterday I bought my first synth, a Moog sub-fatty! So excited! I spent about $600 on it, I was going to get something like a Nord first that has more of a preset thing with some great organ sounds, but I found a really good deal on a nice used sub-fatty at guitar center for cheaper than I've seen one anywhere, and I wanted one eventually anyway, and I fell in love once I started playing it. I stayed up late at my friend's house playing with it. I can't WAIT to start using it. :) Analog synths are the coolest.

Last night I had some really weird dreams, well, 2 I remember. The first one I had as I started to fall asleep, almost immediately. In it, my ex had come back to live at my house with me and we had gotten back together for some reason. In the dream we were making out and talking all about how it was great she was back, and then all of a sudden I remembered my girlfriend and I was hit with this huge wave of guilt, and it was like it broke the spell and suddenly I was like, what the fuck, why did I let her move back in here? What am I going to do? I don't want her, I want my girl! It made me really sad and anxious. It's been a long time since I had a dream about my ex. I woke up from it probably within 10 minutes of trying to sleep, at first feeling guilty and bad, and then a huge wave of relief hit me as I realized it was just a dream.

Then later in the night I had a dream that I had taken some kratom. I had a nice high but I was feeling guilty, obviously, for taking an opioid. But then in the dream more days went by and I wasn't craving more, and I decided I'd be able to start occasionally taking opiates without trouble. I don't actually think I should do this (maybe I COULD do it, but I'm not willing to try given the unmitigated disaster that happened over 10 years the last time I decided to start taking opiates). I hadn't had a dream about opiates in a while either.

So I had 2 dreams last night about things I don't want at all, but in the dreams I did want them. Dreams are weird.

and the cool thing is, once you learn scales and chords on one instrument, you have a solid foundation to pick up anything else. xorky is primarily a keys man, but i bet you he could play a C Major scale on a guitar. :)

Sure can. :) Once you understand the pattern of half and whole steps, you can apply it to anything. Especially a guitar or other stringed instrument since like a piano it's visual in its representation
 
Oh man, the last hour was intense... one of my best and oldest friends struggles with severe clinical depression, has since he was 17 but as these things do it's gotten worse and worse over the years. He called me needing to talk. I have a busy work day but I could tell he really needed someone right then. He proceeded to tell me about how depressed he is and how badly he's hurting. He failed out of college many years ago, twice, he just couldn't seem to get himself to complete a semester even though he'd start out great (he's really smart and was at the top of the class in high school). That was the start of his downward spiral... since then he's held a lot of random jobs and is always struggling really hard to make ends meet. He either seems to get dead-end jobs, or in one particular case, it was a great job with an emerging company where he busted his ass and got constantly promised a promotion "soon", but they basically took advantage of his nature and were really shitty to him and he eventually quit after 3 years. His self-esteem is so low right now, he feels like he's letting everyone down and is worthless. He has always wanted to contribute to the world but doesn't know how. I asked him what he would do in an ideal world, and he said go to college and study marine biology because he is passionate about it. I told him that he really needs to pursue that... he told me before that that he is planning to go back to school when he gets his next job but isn't sure what for. I gave him some insight into what should factor into a choice based on my experience... I went into computer science (he is considering the same, or IT, because of the money), and I loved it, but I found after years it was no passion and I was feeling depressed because of (among other reasons) the fact that I felt like I wasn't doing something I loved. And now that I'm getting into music again that has changed and has been so good for my life and sense of self-worth. So we settled on marine biology. We talked about a lot of stuff, it was really hard for me to know what to say sometimes but I think I did a good job. I tried really hard because I sensed this was a really important moment. But it's really scary, he's a brother to me and he told me he's had a gun in his mouth in the past few months. It's a variety of factors, he has a tendency towards depression and his life sucks now and has been sucking for a long time... he has no friends where he lives, he expects everyone to strongly dislike him when he meets them, he feels worthless, he bascially has nothing he feels excited about ever. He also wants a girlfriend so badly but hasn't had one in quite a few years because honestly energy like that repels people... it's one of the most insidious factors of depression, like a self-fulfilling prophecy. The only good thing is his family lives there and he has a great and loving family.

Whoo... :( I hope so badly for him that he finds his way out of this. He does think he has clinical depression but he also thinks that the main reason he feels so badly is because of the lack of passion and direction, which rings with me since I suffered depression because of that. He also said that he went through the doctor mill and tried a bunch of things in previous years (he never really talked to me about that until now), and once he got to seroquel and it turned his life into even more of a hell he decided to stop doing pursuing psychiatry/medication. I didn't feel qualified or even know how I felt about it to tell him whether or not I thought he should keep trying... I mean I don't necessary even agree with psychiatric medications much of the time, and it sucks that they just kind of try things out til they find one that works, and in the meantime some of them may make it worse. But on the other hand I know people they have really helped a lot.
 
@pharmakos, to play off that a bit, the Gk. φαρμακεία appears in the New Testament, often translated as "witchcraft," or "sorcery," c.f. Gal 5:20 (in a list of sins) and Apoc 18:23 (a means by which "nations" were deceived by Babylon) but in the contemporary koiné, it more properly referred to one of several types of divination (auspicy, casting lots, etc.), this specifically involving potions (which always made me think of ayahuasca) and of course from thence our "pharmacy" ... but "Babylon deceives the nations by pharmacology" ... that's something to chew on.
 
Yeah Xork I can relate to him on many levels. I'm defintely having one of...those days. I mean to be outright honest.....I'm sitting here wishing I would've just taken what I had and rode it to eternity. My backs against the wall, times are coming to a close with a morbid wind blowing it. Sometimes I just wonder why it's so important to exist.....? Would it truly be such a far cry that I just sleep without end? I'm so tired and broken, full of malice towards it all. Haven't you ever just.....wanted to to teeter towards the end, dancing eloquently enough as to not make an impact. To just stand at the abyss? No sound, no trail, just be gone. What's truly the worst though is I don't even really care how I was perceived, I'm okay dying a has been, a nothing, because at the end of the day I'll always have me. I will know what I stood for, what I didn't. What a devil I was, or maybe even just one who's fallen. Once good, maybe bad, in the end it's all you have. I think I fear this most, truly. Simply being okay with it, knowing myself well enough not to even stammer on that. I was me and I am me. At this point the way the world is, the way things have gone, it's all inconsequential, to the fact I'd rather give in than give up. Throw in the towel. Problem is....for some reason I keep on being. If it were up to me, I'd just wish this body would fail but it doesn't, it's angering. I suppose I should be happy, no matter how hard you destory me, chain me, I just keep crawling back....
 
SKL, i've never heard that saying regarding Babylon, interesting. i've known that pharmakeia was regarded as a sin in the bible, though. i've always wondered how much of the intricacies of the term have been lost in translation, tho, because it does have a very complex history.
 
Fuck, its been ages since I posted in here. How is everyone? :)

Oh man, the last hour was intense... one of my best and oldest friends struggles with severe clinical depression, has since he was 17 but as these things do it's gotten worse and worse over the years. He called me needing to talk. I have a busy work day but I could tell he really needed someone right then. He proceeded to tell me about how depressed he is and how badly he's hurting.

That's rough Xorky. But, it sounds like he has a great friend in you. Its so difficult to see decent people in pain. Life can be so merciless.

I wonder if a trip would help your friend? It could, but it may also cause a worsening of problems..
 
Fuck, its been ages since I posted in here. How is everyone? :)

Wild man.. I was just reading through PD social today and said to myself "willow never shows up in here anymore."
Then poof, here you are.
 
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Hey guys, greetings from the farm! Lol

I haven't posted in a while because I've been living out in nature on a farm with no wifi. I'm trimming weed for pay and it is wonderful. Excessive amounts of free Jameson has been given to me as well as an endless supply of marijuana. (And free food!)

Last night it was a friend's birthday so I ate four grams of mushrooms then snorted a miligram or two of 2cb. For some reason it seemed like being on psychedelics allowed me to consume more alcohol than I've ever been able to without vomiting or becoming too intoxicated to continue. It could also be that I've been drinking so much whiskey that my body is tolerating alcohol better.

I'm going to a cannabis cup on Saturday. I can't wait because everyone I've talked to says you get a shitton of free samples that I'm gonna bring back to philly and share with my friends for thanksgiving.

I bought a large jar of topical weed lotion. It feels like a localized weed high wherever you rub it, and it's infused with coconut oil and 8 other essential oils. I love this stuff!

I gotta say, Jameson is pretty nice on psychedelics lol

Also the finger hash we compiled probably weighs more than 7 grams at this point lol
 
Free weed, booze, and food to live out in nature on a farm? Sign me up! I'll see what I can do about the wifi situation ;)

2Cs seem to enhance my alcohol tolerance, too. I rarely combine them but when I do it takes more than usual to have a noticeable effect.
 
That's rough Xorky. But, it sounds like he has a great friend in you. Its so difficult to see decent people in pain. Life can be so merciless.

I wonder if a trip would help your friend? It could, but it may also cause a worsening of problems..

I have thought of that. I actually even thought of ibogaine just because of how well it worked for me... I took it for opiates but it gave me a lot more than that. And also because of how it seems to focus on your life and understanding and perspective, in a non-threatening manner. He's tripped before, I don't think he's ever had a breakthrough style experience though. I'd be nervous about him taking most things because of the place he's in, it would be so easy for him to fall into a really dark place. But it could help too.

Hey guys, greetings from the farm! Lol

I haven't posted in a while because I've been living out in nature on a farm with no wifi. I'm trimming weed for pay and it is wonderful. Excessive amounts of free Jameson has been given to me as well as an endless supply of marijuana. (And free food!)

Nice, my girl's doing that right now too.
 
Sounds like quite the gig

Where do I sign up? Perhaps this is one job having a record would be a plus for
 
I think you have to know people since it's clandestine. At least for now. Actually I bet you could get something in Colorado by answering an ad. My girl's ex-boyfriend grows and so she trims for him. He's already got his whole crew from people he knows. It can pay a lot though, if you're fast, she makes between 4 and 7 grand in about a month.
 
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How many marijuanas can you trim per day?

I can trim all the marijuanas.

Hired!

Yeah Xorkoth I was kinda jokin. I know ya gotta know people. Its crazy to think now though this could be a job you legally apply for...

4-7 grand a month and free weed? I'm gonna have to start meeting people. Maybe use SKL'S guide on how to get in with the in crowd at festivals ;-)
 
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