Sex sells. Are the fans buying? Santa Clara to change its name to Swiftie Clara in honor of female pop star Taylor Swift, and attendees will be hypnotized, indoctrinated, and left with amnesia, which the media will explain away as a thing that happens naturally when one is excited about being at an event, you know. You know how you forget things you pay so much money to attend? You know. C'mon, everybody knows it's normal to just black out at a concert and forget what went on. C'mon. She didn't get to be the highest paid singer with the most hits by talent. Something else is hard at work carrying her to financial success.
Taylor Swift (the bestselling female singer ever) as a Limp Bizkit song
(Nick Lutsko) Taylor Swift is a "Nazi Barbie," Paglia famously commented. She's a corporation. She's a nut. So this song was made. Composed, performed, and edited by Nick Lutsko.
(Hefner) Hated Fred Durst does a good job on "Nookie" w/ Limp Bizkit
Scientists say “mind” isn’t confined to brain, or even to this body
Ever wonder what’s going on in another person’s mind? Ever get a compliment for having a great mind, or ask if someone is out of theirs? Ever try to expand or free the mind?
But what is a mind? Defining the concept is a surprisingly slippery task. The mind is the seat of consciousness, the essence of our being [aware]. Without a mind, we cannot be considered meaningfully alive. So what exactly, and where precisely, is it?
This whole tail and bulb is a brain.
[According to Buddhism, "mind" (mano or nama)is a mind-body process comprised partly of consciousness (vinnana), which is composed of mind-moments and mental factors (cittas and cetasikas). It is located physically in the area of the heart, and this can be directly investigated and confirmed by gaining absorption, emerging, and reviewing the area of the heart to see the mind door. If one looks between the ears, one will not see mind. See the meditation techniques of Ven. Pa Auk Sayadaw for details.]
Yeah, this part got no blood, a stroke of insight...
Traditionally, scientists have tried to define "mind" as the product of brain activity: The brain is the physical substance, and mind is the conscious product of those firing neurons, according to the classic argument.
But growing evidence shows that the mind goes far beyond the physical workings of the brain. [And the size of "the brain" is underestimated because most of it is not in the cranium but extends down the brainstem and spinal column. See Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor holding one whole brain.]
No doubt, the brain plays an incredibly important role. But the human mind cannot be confined to what’s inside the skull, or even the body, according to a definition first put forward by Dr. Dan Siegel, a professor of psychiatry at UCLA's School of Medicine and the author of Mind: A Journey to the Heart of Being Human.
He first came up with the definition more than two decades ago, at a meeting of 40 scientists across disciplines, including neuroscientists, physicists, sociologists, and anthropologists.
The aim was to come to an understanding of the mind that would appeal to many and serve as common ground, satisfying those wrestling with the question across various academic fields.
After much discussion, they decided that a key component of the mind is “the emergent self-organizing process, both embodied and relational, that regulates energy and information flow within and among us.”
It’s not catchy. But it is interesting with meaningful implications. The most immediately shocking element of this definition is that our mind extends beyond our physical selves.
The Buddha on mind-body
[In Buddhism, "self" (atta or atman) is defined in a very detailed way as those things (groups or clusters of things) we cling to as a self. The Buddha called them the Five Aggregates or heaps -- form, feelings, perceptions, formations (such as volitions), and consciousness. When one speaks of a self, it is usually in reference to one or more of these. Or these things are regarded as the property and possession of a self. This is the "me," the "I," the "ego," or the possessions of a "self." Ultimately, however, it is an illusion. There is no self behind these impersonal processes. But because there exists the thought that there is, clinging happens. What clings? There is no clinger, but form forms, feelings feel, perception perceives, mental formations will (among other things), and consciousness is conscious. The Abhidharma explains all of this is minute detail; moreover, it may be known-and-seen directly and enlightenment realized by calm meditation and liberating-insight.]
In other words, our mind is not simply our perception of experiences, but those experiences themselves. Dr. Siegel argues that it’s impossible to completely disentangle our subjective view of the world from our interactions.
“I realized if someone asked me to define the shoreline but insisted, is it the water or the sand, I would have to say the shore is both sand and sea,” says Dr. Siegel. “You can’t limit our understanding of the coastline to insist it’s one or the other.
Is the "shoreline" land OR sea? Which one?
“I started thinking, maybe the mind is like the coastline — some inner and inter process. Mental life for an anthropologist or sociologist is profoundly social. Your thoughts, feelings, memories, attention, what you experience in this subjective world is part of mind.”
The definition has since been supported by research across the sciences, but much of the original idea came from mathematics.
Dr. Siegel realized the mind meets the mathematical definition of a complex system in that it’s open (which means it can influence things outside itself), chaos capable (which, simply put, means it’s roughly randomly distributed), and non-linear (which means a small input leads to large and difficult to predict result).More
American Nazi Party darling Taylor Swift gets the Key of Awesome treatment in "Look What You Made Me Do" PARODY! (#125)
Key of Awesome! parodies Taylor SwiftTadolf Swiftler (aka "Nazi Barbie") again in hopes that one day she’ll get mad enough to write a song about KOA. Let’s see if this one does the trick!The Key of Awesome playlist. KOA Facebook.
Remember that Nazi party, Tay-Tay?
Written by Mark Douglas, Nick Mangione, and Doug Larsen. Directed by Mark Douglas. ACTORS: Taylor Swift: Kelly Aston. Katy Perry: Paige Grimard. Dancers: Noah Gouldsmith and Chris Matesevac. Edited by Andy Bond and Doug Larsen. DP: Bob Geile. Gaffer: Dan Rodriguez. Producer: Lisa Solimeo. Art Direction: Cara Alpert. Hair and Makeup: Lauren Citera. PA: Maddie Morrell. Taylor Swift Vocals: Tatiana Owens. Music produced by Anthony Gallindo. Music mixed and mastered by Ben Lindell. Subscribe to The Key of Awesome! Join their Patreon Fan Page.
(Bart Baker) Taylor Swift: "I Knew You Were Trouble" PARODY. Taylor Swift is after all of her ex-boyfriends who dumped her in this I Knew You Were Trouble parody! Get this song on iTunes: bit.ly/X0FXkc.
*Eyeroll* This is so stoopid! Why am I here between this Jew and this Nazi Republican?
The Buddha said females have all it takes to reach enlightenment (buddhism.about.com)
In Search of Buddha's Daughters: A Modern Journey Down Ancient Roads
An award-winning journalist vividly reports her two-year and 60,000-mile
global odyssey in the company of exceptional women who choose to
dedicate their lives to Buddhism.
Christine
Toomey met an unforgettable group of Tibetan Buddhist nuns in 2011. After
hearing their stories — of prison [under the invading Chinese], extreme hardship, and ultimately
fleeing across the Himalayas into exile [in Inda] — she resolved to learn more about
the private, courageous women of Buddhism:
Sacred feminine power: Kwan Yin
Who they are, their
experience of suffering, what motivates them to seek enlightenment, and
what stands in their way. Toomey’s quest took on even greater urgency
with the sudden deaths of her father and then her mother, and her own
search for healing wisdom in the aftermath of loss.
In Search of Buddha’s Daughters introduces
us to women from around the world — Nepal, India, Burma, and Japan, as
well as the US, UK, and France — who have come to the ordained Buddhist life
from every faith and career:
a former policewoman,
a princess,
a
Bollywood star, and
a concert violinist.
Toomey meets a Harvard graduate
who sometimes breaks into hip-hop moves after meditating, a Japanese
nun who has written bestselling erotica, and a Nepalese order of nuns
who practice kung fu for spiritual and physical empowerment.
Tadolf Swiftler, the fake face of female power
By insightful conversations with over 30 women, Toomey
investigates Buddhism as an antidote to the problems of life in the 21st century.
And she considers the status of women today — worldwide,
and within one of our oldest wisdom traditions.
“In a world numbed by
the amount of attention paid to violence, terrorism, and political and
religious power struggles,” she writes, “I find it profoundly refreshing
to come across women whose lives are dedicated to nurturing the
opposite.” More
Hey, Vickie (Karlie Kloss), it's my party! I'm the star here! Where did you get those wings? Swift sings center stage, Dec. 2, 2014, Victoria's Secret event (Joel Ryan Invision/AP).
Heart to Heart with Taylor Swift (Wonderland)
(Bart Baker) "I Knew You Were Trouble" as it rings true to the world and parody makers.
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NEW YORK, USA - The Taylor Swift, Microsoft, and Harvard University [all elite corporations] are among those buying up .porn and .adult Web suffixes as a pre-emptive move before those domain names become available to everyone this summer.
Swift attends the SNL 40th Anniversary Special in New York, where she presumably failed to get most of the jokes, so sang some hits (Evan Agostini/Invision/AP).
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I am SO hot. Look, everybody!
The Internet Corporation for Assigned Names and Numbers (ICANN) is making Internet address suffixes beyond the usual .com or .org available for people and businesses to use. While some are in Chinese or other languages besides English, others could include the likes of .music, .app or, of course, .porn.
Representatives for Taylor Swift, Microsoft, and Harvard could not immediately be reached for comment. According to the site, Microsoft has bought not only Microsoft.porn but Office.porn and Office.adult as well. Will Tadolf Swiftler also be buying dummy.porn, Hitler.porn, or badinfluenceonourkids.porn?
"Tadolf Swiftler"
No one who knows is saying but speculation is rampant. And what will Swifty be putting up on her .porn site? Her Victoria's Secret material (shown above), behind the scenes n*p slip photos from her SNL appearance that time, private photos her many disgruntled ex-boyfriends took of her in compromising positions which were then taken from her laptop/Blackberry or cloud storage site?
To check what brands, groups, and celebrities have bought their domain names, visit icmregistry.com/domaincheck.
The Brain Extravaganza! was launched in Bloomington, Indiana, in April 2012. Brains, brains, brains! Big beautiful anatomically correct brains with 12 pairs of cranial nerves and all the gyri and sulci one could ever want.
There are 22 enormous fiberglass brains (5 feet long, 5 feet high, and 4 feet wide) in the hands of the artists who painted/decorated them for the extravaganza. This thrills Dr. Jill's heart, she explains.
Every brain will have a sign attached. On the sign will read five facts
about the brain and a special question. Download a really cool mobile
app at jbtbrains.org to paint your own brain. Then compare it to other
brains, upload the image to Facebook [so the government can get a copy
for your file], and talk brains, brains, brains. "YaY! Brains are
cool!" the doctor and author of My Stroke of Insight insists. More
On
the heels of her viral sensation TED Talk, Harvard neuroscientist Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor wrote My Stroke of Insight. She was interviewed by Teri Gross on "Fresh Air."
What makes us feel spiritual? It could be the quieting of a small area in our brains, a new study suggests. The area in question — the right parietal lobe — is responsible for defining "Me," said researcher Brick Johnstone of Missouri University. It generates self-criticism, he said, and guides us through physical and social terrains by constantly updating our self-knowledge: my hand, my cocktail, my witty conversation skills, my new love interest...
People with less active Me-Definers are more likely to lead spiritual lives, reports the study in the current issue of the journal Zygon. Most previous research on neuro-spirituality has been based on brain scans of actively practicing adherents (i.e., meditating monks, praying nuns) and has resulted in broad and inconclusive findings. (Is the brain area lighting up in response to verse or spiritual experience?) More>>
Is that a U.F.O.? These flying saucer looking aircraft look as though they are from outer space, but they are not being piloted by little green men.
The "Belief Gap" Some 55 percent say science and religion are often in conflict, and 36 percent say science sometimes conflicts with their own beliefs.
The Great New Jersey UFO Hoax When residents of Morris County, NJ saw bright lights in the night sky Jan. 5, many thought it was a UFO. But Joe Rudy and Chris Russo perpetrated the hoax with helium balloons and flares as part of a social experiment to create a media event.
You want a guided tour of the human brain? My guess is that you probably can’t do better than “My Stroke of Insight,” Harvard-trained neuroanatomist Jill Taylor’s extraordinary account of the cranial hemorrhage that shut down her left brain when she was 37 years old.
But the book’s value — its preciousness — lies less in the plain-language, enthusiastic science it offers us, than in the door it courageously opens to the mystery of the brain’s right hemisphere and beyond...to the pulsing miracle of life and the vast universe that is our home.
One morning in late 1996, Taylor, a research scientist who worked at the Harvard Brain Tissue Resource Center (a.k.a., the Brain Bank), awoke with a sharp pain behind her left eye, and soon enough — as her speech and motor functions failed her, as she melted into what she called a euphoric stupor and lost all sense of where “Dr. Jill” ended and the rest of the universe began — she realized this was no ordinary headache.
It was, she later learned, a blown AVM: the rupture of a congenitally deformed vein-artery connection deep inside her brain. She was in the first stage of a potentially killer stroke — and she was alone in her apartment and had lost the capacity to think or act rationally or even communicate with the outside world.
Part of the joy of this book is that nothing unfolds the way you’d expect. Taylor’s story at its darkest courses with gratitude and humor and, most of all, amazement, as she recounts what happened to her with Ph.D.-level clarity and awareness of detail combined with childlike exuberance.
The sudden loss of her left-brain organizational and self-defining capabilities was not, for instance, terrifying. Life-threatening though her predicament was, Taylor saw her stroke as a gift of unparalleled awareness: the shattering of the self-created box we live in that we call “life.” More>>
Jill Bolte Taylor, neuroanatomist, had an opportunity few brain scientists would wish for: One morning, she realized she was having a massive stroke. As it happened -- as she felt her brain functions slip away one by one, speech, movement, understanding -- she studied and remembered every moment. This is a powerful story about how our brains define us and connect us to the world and to one another.
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On the heels of her viral internet sensation (her talk at TED), she has a new book, My Stroke of Insight, and was interviewed by Teri Gross on Fresh Air (WHYY and NPR, June 25, 2008):
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Neurological researcher Jill Bolte Taylor suffered a stroke 12 years ago. While a stroke is often devastating and sometimes fatal, Taylor was able to make a complete recovery after becoming her own experimental subject. Her new book, My Stroke of Insight: A Brain Scientist's Personal Journey, recounts her experience. Taylor is a Harvard-trained neuroanatomist. She was named one of Time magazine's 100 Most Influential People in the World for 2008. She is currently affiliated with the Indiana University School of Medicine in Indianapolis.
Book Excerpt It was 7:00 am on December 10, 1996. I sluggishly awoke to a sharp pain piercing my brain directly behind my left eye. Squinting into the early morning light, I clicked off the impending alarm with my right hand and instinctively pressed the palm of my left hand firmly against the side of my face. Rarely ill, I thought how queer it was for me to awaken to such a striking pain. As my left eye pulsed with a slow and deliberate rhythm, I felt bewildered and irritated.
As I rolled out of my warm waterbed, I stumbled into the world with the ambivalence of a wounded soldier. I closed the bedroom window blind to block the incoming stream of light from stinging my eyes. I decided that exercise might get my blood flowing and perhaps help dissipate the pain. Within moments, I hopped on to my "cardio-glider" (a full body exercise machine) and began jamming away to Shania Twain singing the lyrics, "Whose bed have your boots been under?"
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Immediately, I felt a powerful and unusual sense of dissociation roll over me. Even though my thoughts seemed lucid, my body felt irregular. As I watched my hands and arms rocking forward and back, forward and back, in opposing synchrony with my torso, I felt strangely detached from my normal cognitive functions. It was as if the integrity of my mind/body connection had somehow become compromised.
Feeling detached from normal reality, I felt as though I was observing myself in motion, as in the playback of a memory, as if my conscious mind was suspended somewhere between my normal reality and some esoteric space.
I was sure I was awake, yet, I felt as if I was trapped inside the perception of a meditation that I could neither stop nor escape. Dazed, I felt the frequency of shooting pangs escalate inside my brain, and I realized that this exercise regime was probably not a good idea.
Feeling a little nervous about my physical condition, I climbed off the machine and bumbled through my living room on the way to the bath. As I walked, I noticed that my movements were no longer fluid. Instead they felt deliberate and almost jerky. There was no grace to my pace and my balance was so impaired that my mind seemed completely preoccupied with just keeping me upright.
As I lifted my leg to step into the tub, I held on to the wall for support. It seemed odd that I could sense the inner activities of my brain as it adjusted and readjusted all of the opposing muscle groups in my lower extremities to prevent me from falling over. I was momentarily privy to a precise and experiential understanding of how hard the fifty trillion cells in my brain and body were working in perfect unison to maintain the flexibility and integrity of my physical form.
Ignorant to the degree of danger my body was in, I balanced my weight against the shower wall. As I leaned forward to turn on the faucet, I was startled by an abrupt and exaggerated clamor as water surged into the tub. This unexpected amplification of sound was both enlightening and disturbing. It brought me to the realization that, in addition to having problems with coordination and equilibrium, my ability to process incoming sound (auditory information) was erratic. For the first time, I considered the possibility that I was perhaps having a major neurological malfunction that was life threatening.
In that instant, I suddenly felt vulnerable, and I noticed that the constant brain chatter that routinely familiarized me with my surroundings was no longer a predictable and constant flow of conversation. Instead, my verbal thoughts were now inconsistent, fragmented, and interrupted by an intermittent silence.
As my brain chatter began to disinte-grate, I felt an odd sense of isolation. My blood pressure must have been dropping as a result of the bleeding in my brain because I felt as if all of my systems, including my mind's ability to instigate movement, were moving into a slow mode of operation. Yet, even though my thoughts were no longer a constant stream of chatter about the external world and my relationship to it, I was conscious and constantly present within my mind.
What is going on? I wondered. Have I ever experienced anything like this before? Have I ever felt like this before? This feels like a migraine. What is happening in my brain?
The harder I tried to concentrate, the more fleeting my ideas seemed to be. Instead of finding answers and information, I met a growing sense of peace. As the language centers in my left hemisphere grew increasingly silent, my consciousness soared into an all-knowingness, a "being at one" with the universe, if you will. In a compelling sort of way, it felt like the good road home and I liked it.
By this point I had lost touch with much of the physical three-dimensional reality that surrounded me. My body was propped up against the shower wall and I found it odd that I was aware that I could no longer clearly discern the physical boundaries of where I began and where I ended. Instead, I now blended in with the space and flow around me.
When the shower droplets beat into my chest like little bullets, I was harshly startled back into this reality. As I held my hands up in front of my face and wiggled my fingers, I was simultaneously perplexed and intrigued. Wow, what a strange and amazing thing I am. What a bizarre living being I am. Life! I am life! I am trillions of cells sharing a common mind. I am here, now, thriving as life. Wow! What an unfathomable concept!
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(Bart Baker) Taylor Swift: "I Knew You Were Trouble" PARODY. Taylor Swift is after all of her ex-boyfriends who dumped her in this I Knew You Were Trouble parody! Get this song on iTunes: bit.ly/X0FXkc.
