Saturday, June 16, 2018

Since March 29th I have been in the mid-Atlantic region, active in Washington, D.C. and New York City.  Daily going to the Peace Vigil across the street from the White House, providing food and beverages to the vigilers, who continue to maintain the anti-nuclear protest begun in 1982, 24/7, 365.  Also met with D.C. Catholic Worker, who also show up and advocate for world peace, (since I was active with them beginning in 1991 doing service for the "poorest of the poor").   Car camped briefly outside of the beltway at the Watkins Nature Center with IWW activist Jesse Schultz, and then moved into the Hostelling International  travel hostel.  He and I attended the J20 court hearings to be in solidarity with the protesters, some of whom we worked with during D.C. Occupy at both McPherson Square and Freedom Plaza in 2012. 
         Went to New York City for three weeks, and chanted Vedic mantrams and historically later songs and chants from the Sanatana Dharma, all around the outside and also inside of the United Nations complex, in order to neutralize the negative energy.  Daily went to Union Square and chanted with Harinam NYC, and attended the huge Ratha Yatra Festival of the Chariots, which went from 45th St. & 5th Ave. all the way to Washington Square Park.  Spent a day visiting the Hindu Temple in Flushing, NY, which was celebrating their 41st anniversary, and enjoyed special pujas and cultural performances. 
          Am booked into the DUO travel hostel on 11th St. NW in Washington, D.C. until June 24th, and have advised all that if they wish to do anything with me, now is a good time to make contact.

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Immortality Is Us

Twelve hours since waking up in my peaceful room in Honolulu, still   
watching the activity of the mind.  

Regardless, we are not these bodies, and we are not these minds.  
We are never the appearance of playing any part whatsoever in the social life's dramatics.  The entire worldly play must be objectively witnessed!   

There is nothing else to be achieved.  If you want to help this world, then be established in the fourth dimension.  

Craig Louis Stehr
March 13, 2018

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Through a 'fiddichian penumbra.

Hey what the fuck, y'all?  How was your day?  I just got back from Honolulu's Chinatown, and enjoyed being at "Proof", a cool bar in an alley off of a street whose name I don't even begin to recall.  [This is NOT Waikiki Beach.]  Enjoyed a shot o' Glenfiddich 15 yr. old, and heartily ate a smoked duck 'n bacon on sourdough sandwich, with a pint of local beer of course.  Tripped on out of there, and meandered back to my place.

     Just sitting here at the computer, wondering why anybody takes any shit from anybody else, for any reason whatsoever.  It just dawned on me that the only mistake I ever made in my whole life, is that I did not just haul off and punch as hard as possible the first jackass who gave me his (or her) shit!  I should have laid the motherfucker out flat.

     I want everyone involved in the ongoing struggle of peace & justice activism, and radical environmentalism, during these postmodern crazy times, to attack the hell out of the problem in front of your face as hard as possible, and if you don't want to do this, then go somewhere else and do something that you might be good at.

     Hey, that's where I am at right now, at 9:53 P.M. on the island of O'ahu in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Is that okay with you?  It's way way way okay with me.  Hip Hop the planet, and don't be late.

Craig Louis Stehr
November 6, 2018
Honolulu, Hawaii


Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Leaving El Dorado

It's been almost thirteen months since I signed a lease at the Emperor Norton Inn at Post & Taylor in the heart of San Francisco.  Spent most of the time sending out networking emails far and wide, waiting to see if anything of importance developed from all of the conversations, and daily went to St. Patrick's Catholic church in the evenings to enjoy a higher plane of reality.
   On January 1st, I'll be flying on United Airlines to Honolulu, staying again at the excellent alternative Plumeria Travel Hostel on Piikoi Street.  

Whereas I do not have any further reason to be living on the U.S. mainland, this move is auspicious.  I am looking forward to my final chapter on the earth plane; I'm ready, wherever it goes.

     Wishing everybody a joy-filled Christmas season, and as we witness the collapse of postmodernism, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
    For those wishing to join with me in getting their inner hula on, email me at  ~Aloha~

Man is in Pain, 1955

Philip Lamantia

Man is in pain
ten bright balls bat the air
falling through the window
on which his double leans a net the air made
to catch the ten bright balls

Man is a room
where the malefic hand turns a knob
on the unseen unknown double's door

Man is in pain
with his navel hook caught on a stone quarry
where ten bright balls chose to land
AND where the malefic hand carves
on gelatinous air THE WINDOW
to slam shut on his shadow's tail

ten bright balls bounce into the unseen
unknown double's net
Man is a false window
through which his double walks to the truth
that falls as ten bright balls
the malefic hand tossed into the air
Man is in pain
ten bright spikes nailed to the door

Truth Not Realized

"The depth and solidity of substance in the world is similar to the distance and substantiality of things seen in a mirror.  The truth is not realized in life because the body of the observer is itself involved in this reflected appearance called the world."

~Swami Krishnananda  (General Secretary of the Divine Life Society in Muni-ki-Reti, India from 1958-2001.