Hey Zaadianos.  I've been working on these instruments for about a year, and a website to introduce (and hopefully sell them) for several months, and it is up finally.  Check it out, please, and send me feedback on the mistooks and any suggestion you may have.  I did the website mycellf,  the first time i've done anything of the sort, and this shows.  There is a lot i plan to add.  Discovered i really like working on webpages, which is a good thing because i have a lot to do on this site yet.  But having it up and working is something of a watershed event for me.

I'm working on a video presentation next.  I don 't really think the soundclips do them justice at all, and they come across a lot better in video.

I love xuns, and hope some other folks out there do too.

http://xunflute.com/

Our economic indicators register the use of the fuel that moves a car but not a person walking or biking to work. We keep statistics on the food that people buy but not the food that they grow for themselves. A grandmother canning beans and talking to kids is not valued in our GNP. A grandmother canning beans and talking to kids is a complex of benefits that we haven't valued, perhaps because they are too complex. This is where our culture should be passed on; grandma telling stories while engaged in meaningful work for the family, the kids plugged in to their heritage instead of a tv. This is where our culture has broken down.

The destruction of our communities and families has been an industrial process. When society was based on farmers and merchants the whole family could help in the provision of sustenance. When wage and job replaced farm and shop the focus of enterprise left the home and family and went to work in the factory. Under the pressure of industrialization even farms became more like factories and shops became chains and superstores. Schools took children away from the home environment and too often became education factories. Granny is put in the old folks home and people eat beans from California that were canned in a big factory, if they eat beans at all. Factories have factored and fractured our society to pieces. Consumerism has consumed us. Granny becomes a registered trademark and a picture on the side of an oatmeal cookie package. Prosperity, it turns out, is a whole lot more than jobs.

Most of us use cars now for getting to work, school, shopping, recreation and various other elements of our lives. Because of this, our communities have become dislocated. Neighbors, for the most part, know each other less now, and our friendships are increasingly with people who live at a distance. Ideally our communities should offer work, school, shopping, recreation and other amenities within walking distance. This would save a lot of gas, there would be much less air water and noise pollution , and we would save huge ammounts of time and money. Harder to measure but perhaps more important would be the social well being that would result from more people focusing more of their lives in the places where they live.

We have gone in living memory from extended family to nuclear family to one parent family and now some zero parent families. We are like stable and beautifully complex organic molecules being broken down to individual atoms and then unstable elements in the super-collider of our industrial society. Families, neighborhoods and cultures are living beings who we are part of but unconscious of in just the way that we are unconscious of the lives of the millions of living entities which make up our physical bodies. Synergy is the principal that the whole is greater than the sum of parts, and all living systems use this basic law. We have, in many ways, come a part. A healthy neighborhood can take care of children and old people to the great benefit of all concerned. A functioning community looks after its own with the organic surety inherant to all life forms. Life is a local effort.

Communism tried to legislate cooperation from the top down. This is unnatural and it sure didn't work. Cooperation grows upward from the bottom and is naturally understood on family and local levels. Russia, Ukraine and all the rest of them are going through a process of rapid decentralization. When these countries come back it will be from the ground up, community by community. In this country our love of competition has sometimes blinded us to the fact that cooperation plays a much bigger role in our day to day lives. Local cooperation is becoming more important here also, since our national economy has been undermined and our debt load will inevitably lead to a diffusion of real power back to localities as the federal and state levels lose their ability to deal with problems.

The world's population has been shifting towards big cities for hundreds of years but even today small rural villages are home to nearly half of the human population. Many of the new city dwellers can't find work and live in wretched conditions whereas in rural villages, people can at least grow most of their own food. Recent advances in telecommunications mean that physically remote places need not be culturally isolated. The deteriorating conditions in the cities combined with new technologies are pushing and pulling us towards a world in which most people once again live in small rural communities, but this time as part of a global society. This global society will not be a mono-culture. It will be a framework by and for a multicultural humanity. The new global culture will protect individual cultures from the forced amalgamation that has been practiced up to this point.

A return to village life will not mean an return to pre-industrial conditions. A modern village will have the amenities of the suburbs but this will be courtesy of local power sources and efficient design. In the future, small rural villages will combine the best of the ancient and stable social structures with the best of technology for a standard of living that is well above where we are today. People will grow much of their own food, produce much of their own power, help each other to build homes. Our health care system will mostly be made up of caring friends and family who have access to a worldwide computer diagnostic databanks and medicines. Likewise, our schools will be smaller than they are now but with access to planetary information networks. Work will be vitally important and psychologically fulfilling in ways that 9 to 5 jobs often are not, and we will realize the social and economic benefit of grandmas, grandpas, and everyone. People have always lived in basic local cooperative patterns and any other way of life is very recent and experimental. The disjointed and disorganized social patterns that we see around us today are temporary by their very nature. Perhaps it has been necessary for us to break down our social systems in order to re-form them into more harmonious patterns. Love is the gravitational force that binds us together into family, community and planetary unity, and fortunately love is alive and well. We will, in time, pull ourcellves together under its constant good influence.

( I wrote the above essay in the early 90's, and no longer believe as much in families and extended familiies, as i do in the power of the internet to bring together families of like mind an interest. )

First Person Plural

We are the changing line
jumpshift, whirl
switchback, twirl
wave and wind
a gain and again we are the
leap and the re
turning we are the
burning in our own throats,
yearning to be
further and free

We are the right
hemisphere liberation front
with cells in every human.
Shakti troopers striking
terror from the heart and breaking
the hegemony of the
white bread culture.
We are
up to Sirius
alien sedition

Following

would you kindly go quieter
into that good night
and stop your stupid ranting
on the dying of the light
our star is still burning
our world is still turning
and presently what has left
spirals around from the right
as the day follows night
follows day as the
Moon follows Earth follows
Sun follows Milky Way
death follows life follows
death in the same song
further and following
further along

Gaian Perspective

We are a million dragons
waiting patiently in
the genes of a chameleon
on a leaf
in a forest
in the rain

Hoedad

I throw my hoedad
into sandy loam, thinking
of my children's children as I
bend to plant a tree.

I throw my hoedad
into a rock and experience
more fully the pain in the
swollen joints of my right hand

I throw my hoedad again
and again and again and again and again
in the strange and savage
dancing of the mad tree planter
leaving lines of pines across
the hills of Tennessee

Eagerly i press my taproot
deep and firm into
dark moist
slit

gumbo, sand , rock or churt
duff or dust or just plain dirt
Slam Bam Cram and Jam
Throw the hoedad, stomp and scram

I grit my teeth and throw my hoedad
and place a wimpy pine seedling in
what was recently a hardwood forest.
Covering a little piece of grid and a
bureaucrat's ass for him.
Making sure there'll be cellulose
for adult pampers for aging
baby boomers.

i throw my hoedad, pull
back on the handle and
i'm brought to my senses by
the powerful brown smell
of wild ginger and Here i am
on this Sunlit mountain in the
early Spring

I throw my hoedad and pray
the people will re member Earth
I plant a tree and pray that WE
will all remember.

Cellf Improvement

and its better to find mycellf out
when i fall, than never
to find mycellf, never at all
alone and forlorn, tattered and torn,
impulsive,convulsive, repulsive or worn
out loud and proud in a crowd
foolish or insane, dumber than dog
biscuits, uncool and inane but better
to find mycellf slipping away
for the five hundreth time in one day
and its better to find mycellf once again
wrong, because that's when i find mycellf
moving along

Choices

Right to Life then
left to die you
really gotta wonder why
he counts an unborn life so dear
and squanders lives
already here
Life begins before conception!
When intelligence begins
is a very good question

World Village

We will not be
long here in these
isolate square houses
these a part ments of another
race, these habit
habitats at
this busy intersection of
the past and
future.

There are villages in
the mountain folds and jungles
of our memory where we
lived and prospered for
a hundred thousand years, so
safe within the real and sacred
circles of the
Earth and Oceon, Sun and Sky.

and it was war that broke
the round stone houses that
we find like eggshells left
behind us to remind us
to re-member and we will
remember.

There is a village in
the mountains of tibet where a
culture flowered slowly and then
was quickly crushed beneath the boot of
oppression and its
seeds are scattered far and
this is our home village and
it needs us now.

There are villages in Rwanda,
East Timor and Sri Lanka
Mozambique and Suriname
Eritria, Biafra
Estonia , Armenia
Burma and Algeria
Kurdistan, Baluchistan, and all
the so called bantustans there
are villagers under fire from
the guns of desperate empires
and they're our home villages.
They need us now!

There is a village on
a mesa in the center of this country
where the peaceful folk have answers
If we're wise enough to ask them
and the medium's the message
that was passed down from the ancients
It's a home for the people and
the people need it
Now.

There are a million villages where
elders listen in the night
to silver radios and they
shake their heads and wonder why
the children and grandchildren have
moved to the cities and
forsaken and forgotten very
very much, these are
the elders of our planet and
we need each other now.

There are a billion villages in the
highlands of the future where
there is not waste or want and where
the children grow to adults and the
adults grow to elders and the
elders grow to children further on
the sacred spirals of
the Earth and Sun and Gene and Galaxy.
The dream is our village now.
We're home in the
village now.

Perennials

We are perennials in this garden now alive and growing in the summer of Life fruitfall and full colored in the autumn and falling down in to our roots for mysterious win ter when our death a pears and we will all ways jump out of this ground in Spring time ready to add new growth to last sea sons form. We are perennials in this garden we are perennials in this Earth.

LOGOS

Godis great,  Godis good
Godis generally misunderstoon
to be this or be that, or be someone above
when the Word is a verb
and the verb is
Love

Keeping Time

and SHe streatched my heart
to use it for a drum
keeping time for dancing
with the Moon and Stars and Sun

keeping time for dancing
with the Rain and with the Wind
keeping time for dancing
in a circle with some Friends

SHe streatched my heart
and used it for a drum
keeping time for dancing
keeping time with Everyone

Pine Koan

is it easy or difficult
learning to see one cellf both as leaf
and as part of the tree?

Revolution

we are the white and
bluegreen planet
spinning to the
east and
circling circling
our beloved golden star.

we're the beautifull
sister twirling a
round and holding
Moon for a mirror
dancing the helix and
singing the uni verse.

ReEnchant

And it's up to Us to re-enchant this planet Earth We are the elves and giants We are the shining ones daughters of the Moon and sons of the Sun. We are the shapeshifters. We are the mysterious light shrouded in mists at the dawn of Our time and it's up to Us to re-enchant this Planet. Up to Us to midwife at Our own rebirth up to Us to send Our dead along thier ancient pathways to the future up to Us to re-enchant this planet Earth. It's up to Us to break the spell that steals the colors from the world and leaves it lifeless it was Our spell We can break it. Up to Us to break the spell that steals the music from the Wind and Rain and leaves them senseless it was Our spell We can break it. We will dance the magic dance and Our bodies will re member. We will sing the magic songs and in time We will remember how to live together how to love each other how to ride the dragons how to call this planet Home

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COMPOST

I'm composting my past all the empty rinds of just deserts the broken shells of old barriers the coffee grind i'm composting my passed bullshit raps and chickenshit fears i'll throw them all together and let the microbes do their thing heating it up and rotting it down I'm composting my past leaving my leftovers turning over new leaf mold Fork it all i'll chunk that funky pumpkin headed notion on the pile let it rot i'll watch it steaming in the morning Sun. i'm composting the past free carbon! break down cell walls and when i've forgotten all about it and it's cool and dark and doesn't even stink, it will make fertile ground for future growth and posabililty roses and cucumbers, larkspur and rootabagas growing out of garbage and un concious re memberance that what goes down in the garden comes around in the garden.

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Turtle Island Nativity

the natives are gathering packets of seeds and good quality hand tools the natives are gathering elementary skills they are gathering resources like ripe berries in this time of super abundance the natives are gathering walnuts and dewberriew chestnuts and blueberries watercress and poke and American! artichoke the natives are gathering what Earth is freely offering Natives are generously provided for in Her will the natives are gathering their wits about them gathering intelligence gathering the information they are gathering impressions they gather we will need to know what's going on the natives are gathering comfrey and chickweed nettles and dockseed the natives are gathering ginseng and sassafras juicy shrooms and smelly blooms Mescalito's native and he's coming to the gathering Earth and natives love each other very much the natives are gathering in the right places at the right times the circle and the sweat lodge in dreamtime ancient villages in the fertile river valleys the natives are gathering their voices into song gathering strength from numbers gathering courage and gathering friends the natives are gathering down at the border speaking spanish and wearing Aztek genes the natives are displaying hybrid vigor and flourishing The natives aren't restless they are calm and collected missionaries and other aliens nervously check their passports hoping everything's in order. everything is not in order and the natives are gathering! the natives are gathering old songs and stories they are gathering what has lasted from their great grandfather's legacy from their great grandmother's memory the natives are making a medicine bundle for those who are yet to be the natives are keeping the pattern after all. the natives are gathering awakening from a dream in which they were Europeans "how absurd", thinks a native as she gathers with her friends to greet the Sun the natives are gathering moving through the thickets and woods of unconscious mind they are gathering in the places defiled by unfullfill ment they are gathering where ever there's an opening The natives are gathering and the fort is surrounded the natives communicate in bird and frog language birds and frogs are natives all the natives are gathering The natives are gathering underground human mycelia in a dream webwork antenna natives are resonant with signals they have gathered from the Earth and Sun and Stars The Natives are gathering dancing the ghost dance they hold hands across vast distances of time the natives are gathering around a million campfires they stare into embers and remember each other The natives are gathering energy in their centers they are gathering conciousness The natives are gathering the power that is needed to change minds the natives are gathering torts and retorts, papers and reports the natives are filing for their return treaties, contracts and documentation in negotiations for American nations the natives are going to Souix the natives are gathering around all bends and over all rainbows the natives are gathering beating their drums and dancing the natives are gathering beating their drums and singing like likes like and natives like to gather

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Hunter

i'm looking for old words hard words (flint, quartz, obsidian) words that fracture new on ancient faults sharp, to cut clean and sink deep and find home in the heart of the one who chose to feed the people