MmmBop cover that will change your life!

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I was laying in my hemp nest last night and contemplating the moon. The cool night air placing soft kisses of condensation on the few chest hairs that adorn my yogically sculpted torso. I felt truly in touch with nature and could imagine my germanic ancestors in a similar repose whilst awaiting battle against the Roman legions camped just inside the treeline.

But wait, something has evolved in humanity..well at least in me..perhaps the rest of you will follow my lead.

Anyhoo, I realized that in my pocket I had the iphone. The evolutionary next step in software and hardware. In my hand I felt how the hardened glass surface allowed subtle play with my agile prestidigitations.

Wow, so I can fully appreciate the pervasive Buddha nature of nature pervading my tangible tissue and the potential of unending information and connectivity offered by the iphone. Finally I have reached a state of cyborg like interaction between man and machine.

Dude, I am okay with that balance. My appreciation of one thing does not deny me the appreciation of the other.

Potpourri

Potpourri: a mixture of dried flower petals with herbs and spices used for its fragrance


You have so many relationships in this life,
But only one or two will last.
You go through all the pain and strife,
Then you turn your back and they're gone so fast.

Hold on to the ones who really care,
In the end they'll be the only ones there.
When you get old ....Can you tell me who will still care?
Can you tell me?

Oh yeah, in an INSTANT they're gone.
Plant a seed, plant a flower,
Plant a rose, you can plant any one of those
Keep planting to find out which one grows.
It's a secret no one knows.

Hi there, I put up this poem for you folks to read. I have been pretty busy lately thinking about life. Well tonight I stopped by a local watering hole and had the good fortune to sit down and chat with two attractive and down to earth beauties. I sort of know them but not very well.

I first noticed them for their striking looks but recently I have begun to recognize in them a similar sort of humanity that I have seen deep inside myself. Nothing covering up my soulsong...just ME and that is a rare commodity in human interactions in this neck of the woods.

Anyhow I found out they are moving away and it kinda breaks my heart. I wish them happy adventures but I know that these ladies are not long for my enjoyment. SO....that harkens back to the poem above.

A person does have a seemingly endless amount of interactions and relationships with other people. It may simply be a brief meeting or it may be a long term romantic exchange of soulsong. But in the end how do you know if any of them are something worth putting the energy into? As the poet states...it IS a secret no one knows.

So keep on planting the seeds of a relationship. Or if you have a relationship that is now a seedling...transplant it to a higher level and perhaps the soil of your interactions will allow for it to bloom or grow stronger.

However no one knows if this bloom is perennial or simply a 1 time event. What if you leave the perennial behind and move from your garden. When you return in the distant future it may still be there as as strong as ever for you. ON the flip side you can tend a relationship with the utmost care like a prized bonsai and it will still falter when you have need for it most.

So how can you even recognize what seeds or seedlings are worth giving care to and nurturing towards a hopefully healthy future full of blooms and photosythesis? YOU SIMPLY don't know. But wait too long and you might not even have planted enough starts to care for your heart in your old age.

So should you plant all the same type of plant or simply not try a kind of plant because you think you know of it and what it has to offer? I say to thee NO..a resounding and heartfelt negatory, buddy. Plant those seeds...grab a variety and with sincerity, respect and love be a Johnny Appleseed of interpersonal interactions.

Yes it may be comfortable to only cultivate relationships with people who are into activities you mostly enjoy. But what if those jam band groupies are missing out on other things like Hanson and the spiritually expressive nature of their amazing hit song MmmBop.

YES, that is correct. This whole post has been a meditation on the lyrics to MmmBop. Why did you never see the meaning before? Because you were not open to planting different seeds of understanding. Well the farmer cannot plant crops without understanding the soil. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see that there is more under the heavens than you ever imagined.

By the way...given what I have shared with you in this post I hope you can now listen to MmmBop and here the VIBRANCY and JOY for life that streams out of the video below. Wow, given the reality that these 3 brothers wrote about in MmmBop...namely the nature of humanity and the uncertain nature of building relationships I feel that the positive feeling shows wisdom far beyond their years. Juxtapose that to stoner jam bands that simply celebrate being high and I think the monumental level of achievment by the Hanson brothers is even more amazing.




Finally I end with why I named this post Potpourri. Basically your memories of your friends, lovers, enemies, family and random encounters form a potpourri in your soul that ends up being the tapestry of your life and in a way defines who you are and were. I hope to make my potpourri one worth savoring. I am well on my way and thank each and everyone of you for helping me to plant that seed or flower!

The Fine Art of Bustin' In

If there's anything that my life experiences have taught me, it's that sharing is one of the most important and rewarding interactions one life force can have with another. Sharing thoughts and feelings, stories, energy, good times and bad. Oh yeah, and sharing food.

See, the thing about food is that one person, at some point down the line in the processing and production of said food, has likely paid for it in some fashion. One of the most common is paying money to a bar or other establishment for a plate of fries, never mind the migrant slave worker who pulled the pesticide-laden potato out of the ground, or the guy working in the back of the bar for minimum wage slicing potatoes and frying them up, or the waitress (or waiter, but hopefully waitress) who brought the fries out to the table. See, I would rather not contribute my hard-earned money to that colossal waste of resources, but damn, I sure would like some fries. So, how do you convince someone that sharing fries is not only good for the environment, but is also good clean fun, despite the fact that they paid for it and you didn't? I'll show you.

"Dude, mind if I bust in on those fries?"

See what I did there? No? Let me break it down for you.

"Dude..." puts us on equal footing. Despite my superior intellect, I'm hip to your jive. We're all just dudes here.

"...mind if I..." puts the onus of negation on you. If you say yes, then you're sweet, dude. If you say no, then you're not cool. You can augment that effect by acting hurt if they say no.

"...bust in on..." is the verb of choice here. It acknowledges that what I am doing is jarring and rude, but it does not apologize. It states in no uncertain terms that I'm gonna eat some of those fries, and you're gonna let me.

"...those fries?" is obviously determined by the medium here. It might be 'some chips and salsa' or 'that pizza'. However, I've found that if the subject is 'your girlfriend', then should not use the techniques described here. You probably won't get the answer you're looking for.

Relax, Take it easy - Nardo Polo's Zen Theme

I know I have often stated that I will try to post original content as much as possible. But I wanted to share this song with all of you Nardo-ites. It is a song by an Lebanese immigrant to England by the name of Mika. In the song he talks of taking a train with complete strangers and finally realizing that everywhere you go it is the same. The same humanity and the same fears and joys. So why not relax and take it easy. For there is nothing that we can do.

"Relax (Take It Easy)"Took a ride to the end of the line Where no one ever goes.

Ended up on a broken train with nobody I know.

But the pain and the (longings) the same.

(Now I'm lost and I'm screaming for help.)

Relax, take it easy

For there is nothing that we can do. Blame it on me or blame it on you.

What does it mean to become Nardo Polo?

Why not have a Blog called Becoming Mark Frohnmayer? Well let me try to elucidate my reasons for this choice.

1. We are all who we are always and we always will be until the beginning of time. But really who I am is not who I am to you or to you. I am, as we all are, Schrodinger's Mark awaiting your seeing me to decide how I will be in your reality. So in effect there are endless numbers of me awaiting discovery by others and thus by myself...IS THAT NOT SO?

2. The choice of allowing myself to become other than me is simply an allowance I have given myself to be my own juxtaposed duality at my leisure. Maybe I am water to your canal and I flow in a certain way as predesribed by my balance and understanding of the external or internal loci of control.

In math this would be the set of points satisfying a particular condition, often forming a curve of some sort. In our interactions the curve or arc of our relationships sometimes do not allow for tangential points to exist. So to discover all the possible Marks I need to be allowed an outlet to be more than one thing to myself and to you at the same time.

The end goal is to simply keep things fresh and sweet but never stagnant. As well all know that life is movement and stagnation is not sweet.