Writings
Upon this land came a seething and horribly misguided force
that divorced itself from natural reason and both embraced and
vehemently taught fear and greed as a way of life, gradually yet
quite rapidly instilling in all those denuded of their abilities to
think for themselves, a way of death ….
This force hit quickly, ravaged at breakneck speed, and continues
to hurry itself to its own well-earned demise.
Yet this land, and its aware and interconnected living organisms,
continue to live, thrive and both find and express beauty amongst
the mayhem. These emanations of love—through sound, caring
actions, kindness to the earth, empathy with all created things—
come from the heart, as does this music, and serves as a direct
channel to that which is beyond words, beyond us and embraces
the wonderful mystery of it all, in humility and amused awe.
It is indeed absurd, that which is happening all around, and
laughter is a sound and resonance tool of great power in and of
itself. Through music and laughter, love and immersion in the
ways of the natural world there is an open door to freedom, that
place where you can be who you truly are, and be that with others,
as they are with you.
We are free to unhurriedly be Tripolar, without fretting, or
having seething desires … as the trees of our youth continue to
be annihilated and we are surrounded by an increasing horde that
seem intransient addicts of cesspool level modalities of existing,
we play on, we play on … we will play on … in hope, healing
intention and good fun.
-From John' s liner notes to John Lindberg' s Tripolar, (a)live at
Roulette, NYC (2011)