30-09-2019::surface noise (ROOPHLOCH) moji. ============================================================== A few days ago, I left a ROOPHLOCH entry on my gopher burrow, with somewhat less context than I should have provided. My intention had initially been to create an even more elaborate little puzzle to leave as a ROOPHLOCH entry for port-70 folks to 'solve', but alas working life and everyday life have been occupying my time quite heavily lately and I didn't have time in the end to execute the little 'gift' I had intended to. So, I should at least like to note that the smaller gift that I did manage to leave , which traces its origins very much to an 'outside' location, has more to it than meets the eye and a bit more to it than meets the ear as well. The content of things is always found beneath the surface - happy burrowing. * * * My recent inactivity has been the result of some life changes, which are all positive: a new living situation back in town, working towards the end of my probation period in my new job - which is going really well, but also incredibly busy, we're in the middle of launching a few big campaigns and also making some wins. Currently seeing some sustainability improvements in industrial farming supply chains as a result of our activity. It's never enough, but it certainly feels good to be working somewhere that is actually chipping away at something in *better* direction(s). On top of work and living changes, I'm also approaching the end of a course of free psychodynamic therapy, which was positive at first, and more and more challenging as time went on. I picked up a few notes about 'melancholy' elsewhere on the 'sphere, and I'd like to add some more detailed notes on this in future, but for now I'll say that I have my own struggles with melancholy, depression and anxiety and most days I can be found spending a fair bit of energy navigating those forces, if I'm honest. I've tried many things to address this over the years, including talking therapy, psychodynamic therapy, mindfulness, aerobic exercise and extreme exhaustion and also psychedelic experiences (namely psilocybin). Of those, all have contributed towards something like a kind-of 'progress' at different times, though the hardest part with these things is *maintaining* progress. Exercise and exhaustion are particularly good friends to my headspace. Recently I've been on some pretty big bike rides, the exhaustion from which helped 'level' my general wellbeing for prolonged periods. A few weekends ago I cycled 65-miles through the countryside with some friends, on the hottest day of the year (with a few pub trips in the middle), and that level of exhaustion done me the world of good. In the future I'd like to condense my thoughts on how I've attempted to grapple with depression/melancholy, from painting to psychedelics to offered therapies and exercise, if only to hope to clarify a few things to myself and maybe offer some learnings to others. I don't know the solution(s), and it's true that right now there's enough to be brought down about in the world around us as much as within our own internal worlds (though I would caution here too much separation between the inner/outer). What I can say for certain is that solution(s) can't be found when we're being hard on ourselves - and one thing a good many of us could stand to get better at is learning how to be more caring with ourselves, go easier on ourselves, and also be gentle, both with ourselves and with others. In this world of bombastic characters in the public eye and strong, bullish opinions, polar/binary oppositions and words and forces circulating the globe as lethal weapons, increasingly I think that a different tone and a different approach - with words, gesture, care, sociality, intelligence, integrity, shit.. even 'virtue' - could consider a more gentle disposition. More and more recently I aspire to be so gentle. Take care of yourselves port-70 dwellers. Go easy. Be well. And let me know what you think of my ROOPHLOCH! ~ moji