That Awkward Moment When…

…you find out that a poem that you thought you had written was actually written by someone else 4 years before you were ever born…
http://mylifeyoga.com/2011/10/01/i-am-nothing-and-i-am-everything/

When I published the poem, I genuinely thought it was one of mine. This is as timely a bit of notice to any reading public that I can give that I can see it clearly is his. This was not brought to my attention by anyone, I just noticed it.

The method Rainshine was born was that I wrote in notebooks that I kept for years and years…  When I decided to build Rainshine, I literally had cases of notebooks that I simply dumped out and tore through pulling out whatever seemed cool enough to keep, throwing away the gnarled scribbles of a youthful haze.

When I transcribed the pages (a process that took a whole year creating over 600 documents, both long and short), I copied what was on the page~ and many pages did indeed have citations of other people~ as seen in three locations in the book. I don’t at all mind giving credit when I know it’s due.

I honestly thought it was mine~ so I took credit for it because I found it in my notes looking like something that I would write. My work is not for money or glory, it is for the beauty of the word. I will continue to share the poem, but add the citation of “by, Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj” from now on.

This error was noticed recently (maybe two or three days ago) ~ a friend of mine posted it in its original form, to his Facebook timeline and I had to start looking into it…  I believe that at some point, I read his poem, loved it, re-wrote it, then simply neglected to cite it due to my lack of forethought.  Another friend has reposted it in his timeline, but without citation since then.

I would like to set it straight that I no longer claim to be the original author of a poem I previously did claim. I stand by the entirety of my work otherwise. This was a stoned teenager’s mistake. It’s a beautiful poem. I guess I’ll have to write more stuff now…  Oh, I wrote a 37 page short story recently about a ladybug in love~ if you’d like to see it in beta, let me know.

Wisdom and Love

When I realize I am nothing,
That is Wisdom.
When I realize I am everything,
That is love.
And between these two,
My life moves…
by, Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

~Respect~

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Shelter from the Storm

(Today my neighborhood was threatened by nuclear weapons, foreigners directly warned.)

-_-

Shelter from the Storm~

Sure could use some~ Looking around in the April skies the wind is blowing hard.
I offer to play cards, but all they are are words that fall on the deafest of ears busy ignoring more important noise.

Living in the shadow of imminent nuclear destruction is less warm and fuzzy than is sounds…

World leaders are ever so proud, not caring the crowd has to listen to the bellicose sounds they make wondering if we’ll lose the game ~ all for a game…

It’s nothing but a game to the ones who write the embargo pages, these ever-tightening strangle holds on wild beasts that are known to strike out when threatened.

It’s as if they kinda like the feeling of the old-fashioned brinkmanship game, but forget that the opponent is someone new.

Someone unbridled by memory of terrors, emboldened by new guns, old generals and a lack of access to fancy cars.

You think it’s more complicated than that.
It’s not.

I’ve got 4 months left in this country…  I’ve made it 20.  20 months and I’m really wanting to cut out~

Contract requires 60 days notice, and they’ve locked up well over 7,000 usd in holdings they won’t let me have until I leave~ Real nice.

Even if I gave it today, it would only be two months early and I’d lose 2,000 usd more in bonus for the early ditch.

Math is this~ If I leave in two weeks after my next check, I take 2,000 usd.  If I leave in 16 weeks, I receive over 18,000 usd in the closure.

So I’m in for the haul until  the last day possible. Ultimately, I know that there’s more than math to it, but I don’t always make the salad like this, so it’s important to harvest on time and not early.

Applications are now in play~ I am now open to trade as a free-agent~ I just hope that the coliseum doesn’t collapse underneath me.

Life is short enough without the settling possibility of local annihilation.

Cross your fingers for us over here~

It doesn’t look like anyone with actual impact is doing anything to help.

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A New Website

I’m just beginning a new page that can be more generalized than this page which is stapled to the land, as I am not.
Check it out at http://graphicallyteaching.wordpress.com

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Bypassing the Obvious~

Truth is, my vacation in Cambodia and Vietnam was so stunning, so mind-blowing, it’s hard to put it into words. I’m not even going to give it a go just yet. This post is about a weekend that lasted four full days, covered three cities and I’m not even sure how many events that absolutely rocked my status~ Yes, it was a 5 train, 4 sauna, 3 meeting, 2 evening show, and 1 achieved primary goal of getting to all people and seeing all things possible~ kind of weekend.
Typically, I’d finish writing in the notebook where I start, but as I’ve put over 12 pages into handwritten format, I’ll start putting it down here so that I can continue from where I left off, here in typographic form.

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February 24th, Sunday, Itaewon Station.

I’m just now heading back from an incredible weekend that began mid-day Thursday from Gimcheon, where I live when I headed south-east to the city of Ulsan where I had plans to meet friends for a bit of an event. Taking the train is my favorite way to travel long distances in Korea, so I went to the station in town to catch one. A fairly uneventful ride in itself, it did offer the views I’ve come to find commonplace, but still enjoy. My train stopped in Dong-Daegu, or East Daegu so that I could transfer to another line as the train I was riding at first wasn’t going to take me all the way… Speaking of trains… I just took one to Samgakji Station where again, I wait for the connection… which is now arriving… That one brought me to my new way-station, Seoul Yuk, or Seoul Station if you like, where I will wait for my next train for the final leg in this epic loop ~ which last had us at a stop-over in Daegu headed East last Thursday. And that’s where I will resume from now.
As I said, my stop at Dong-Daegu was to facilitate a transfer, one from a Mugunghwa level train (regular) to a high-speed KTX line that would take me on to Ulsan. Of course I had a bit of time between the trains so I began walking around the concourse which is a grand installation of pillars, glass and shopping that an engineer somewhere is surely very proud of. As I walked, I not only enjoyed the creative design of the semi-circle shape of the overall environment, how it provided layer upon layer of relaxed spaces for people to sit, shop, congregate or walk, I also considered the shops myself, as I was a little hungry and I did have nearly half an hour to work with.

Eventually, almost all the way to the end of the ring of shops, I found a dumpling shop that was steaming a collection of buns and dumplings that seemed like the perfect answer to my hunger.
I sat down, ordered the variety set and enjoyed the collection of mandu set in front of me until it was time for me to go to my train. When I did, the race was on ~ we glided at over 300kmph on to our destination at the coast where I hopped out and caught a bus into the center of town. My intention was to catch up to an open mic session so that I could perform and record a few bits. It was incredibly fun.

I might as well have been licked clean by a team of nymphs, I felt so good with a microphone and a pair of guitarists who were completely into it. We simply rocked the night. I realize I shouldn’t equate musical performance with surreal pleasure so decadent, but honestly it is just heaven when it works ~  If only because it happens so rarely ~ or maybe it just feels as right as rain on a spring’s breeze. I performed at first with a friend who traveled with me in Vietnam and had already heard me sing, and I knew his guitar work, so we both went into the improvisation with a bit of knowledge for the other’s style, but ultimately it was improv and we had never played together before, so we had fun feeling it out as it went down.

I sat with a circle of friends who didn’t know me but we all had friends in common. As we had been sitting together before the performance, when I was finished I went back to visiting with’em. They were a fun bunch of folks, and I’m sure if I go back, we’ll enjoy each other again. The second guitarist for my second set was also really good. He and I hadn’t played together before, but what the hell, we had a good time. Now that I think about it, I remember jumping stage on him because he was floundering on stage, starting and stopping and obviously having a hard time figuring out what to play. But he was playing some really cool licks. Just chords really ~ and they needed to be hit like I did, so I did. We built about 6 songs there. Unfortunately I didn’t record our set.  Too bad, one of the songs was a cherry. Oh well. It was a fine night. The bar owner bought me a tall glass of old scotch when it was over. That’s always a nice thing. So I ride with my buddy to his place on his scooter after the show and crashed out after a minute of thinking about it. Woke up recalling a dream in which I had magical children ~ it was pretty cool.
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~ Right now, I’m in Seoul Station and I have to go down to the next train on the list of transportation used this weekend…
As I sit, I think back with a few moments to spare. This ride will last for the next three hours when I will step off to go home, taking a taxi to my apartment from the station so I can rest a bit from this trek. Tomorrow morning I will get up to go to work, but I don’t actually have any work to do there. I will be “desk warming” as it’s called, for the entire day since the students are on vacation and we’re getting new books next year, but they’re not in yet so I can’t even lesson plan. So I’ll work on graphics and create an environment for myself that is productive while sitting at my desk in my own way for the day.
But back to the story…
I set off for Seoul to meet with the folks that I’d arranged to meet and do the things I’d planned to do…
For Friday, my pre-built plan was a late afternoon meeting with a traveler from the US, a meeting at ten PM to discuss the Korea Burn and a jjimjill bang for the evening.  Then on Saturday a lunch, an evening beer, and another meeting. Well, I met them all, and added even more.
Let us review.
Beginning with the travel, I’m already having an adventure. At 8:30 AM, I left my friend’s apartment in Ulsan for a local bus that could take me to a station nearby since the ride to the KTX train station would be an hour from there and the regular train would have been a fine way to travel at the time. However, when I got there, the ticket master told me that I would have to wait 2 hours before leaving, burn a transfer-stop half-way and the cost was only 3 dollars less than the high-speed train ~ ugh! I left. Went outside to the buses and found one that would take me to the KTX. An hour of reading Carl Jung’s Man and His Symbols and I was there. Walked up and was told I still had to wait ~ The next three trains were nearly full with the first only having one first-class seat, the second completely sold out and the third with six seats left. So I decided I’d rather sit and wait for the 3rd train instead of taking the first-class (read: expensive) one figuring I had more time than money to burn at the time. So I sat down at a cafe and designed a poster for an event a friend is putting on soon.
(*Bam! Solid Graphix studies~~)
Ultimately, there was a time I got back onto a train to head north-west across the nation to find myself in Seoul. That time was mostly spent reading the Jung text I have. My writing from that trip reflected on creating a sense of ritual in my life and an interesting happenstance where an old friend asked for pictures of my tattoos so that she can design more for me. Now that’s a happy thing. I rather like the idea of her staring at my skin, considering her impact in the past, considering the future in a very real way.
My arrival in Seoul was early enough that I still had many hours until my first meeting so I imagined where a playground would be and decided on Hongdae ~ a neighborhood around a college which has a lot of interesting places. So I sat down in a cafe and worked on some graphics. I figured out how to have a smooth image manipulation of a complex gradient inside a clipping mask. Very happy about that.
Soon enough, I heard from the traveler and we met at the metro. He’s a US govt. analyst for the Dept. of Energy who is also a Burner and got in touch with me via the Burn Community.
We had good conversations on a number of topics and shared a few beers over a hamburger at a little boutique hamburger shop before he was off to meet another friend and I headed off in another direction. I then settled into a cafe for some tea as my mind was a little abuzz for the cap of a Jagger shot he shared as we parted ways. ~ A little peppermint tea was a perfect assuagement for my time in the next sitting. I found a cafe near the college and just parked for the next two hours, giving myself an hour for travel from where I was in the western reaches of the city to the area I was headed in the south east, near the omnipresent, internationally-known Gangnam neighborhood. I needed that time too. I eventually arrived 20 minutes late after initially arriving on time, but decided to wait at the station for a friend who was also coming to the meeting who was just a bit behind me, but would need to be guided from the station and so I waited. In that 20 minutes, I learned about Kobuki, the Japanese theater style that she’d mentioned in a text, via the Google access in my telephone. Great theater style! Must read more about it.
Today’s train ride inspired a nap.
As such I will put this down for a moment and begin again soon as my stop is approaching.
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^And that was that for entry-one of the weekend…
Now typing from the computer~ Eumo Myeon, Gimcheon, February 27th.
We left off walking into a meeting~ This meeting is the first of what will surely be many meetings regarding the Korea Burn that will happen later this year. The meeting consisted of five individuals, all interested parties. The content of that meeting has been related in a format for another venue, and is not for this particular public venue, but suffice to say, it was a good meeting that covered many topics and was both useful and productive. From the meeting Shin (the most active Burner in the Korean Community) and I went back to Hongdae where I was looking for a place to crash and he was going to a show. As we walked past the show, which I didn’t know to be where he was heading, I mentioned it would be cool if we were headed there instead. He said that was where he was going and I was sold.
The front of the venue was like an old Catholic church with the stone carvings etc. and the music coming out was thick rolling beats of drum and bass that spelled good dancing on any night. We went in. He knew everyone in the VIP section and introduced me~ I was decked out in Buddhaful wear and the new cap by Hologram Raja, so one look at me and they were all impressed by this foreigner in their midst~ not to mention my shining smile~ We got drinks and spun around a bit. It was plenty packed~ ladies were dancing cool, fellas were there to cool the later hours when it was fade-out time. A few of the fellas invited me out for food and drinks about 4am, and so we went around the corner for spiced noodles and beers. Cool blokes yo~ Tattoo artist one, rock band manager another~ the other was just high for it being his birthday. We had a good time. My Korean’s good enough, their English, the same. It was a good time.  Seriously, that night was fantastic~
Eventually it was time to head out, so I spun to the nearest sauna, which was ultimately full~ which sucked, so I hopped in a cab and went to one up the road. Jumped in the tubs, and at first sign of falling asleep, hopped out, went upstairs to sleep and noticed the time on the wall said 7:30am.  Heh~ Okay~ unfortunately at 10am somebody came in and woke everyone up, so my day began then.  Went down, tubbed again and met my friend in Itaewon for a lovely breakfast and chat.
She’s headed to Vietnam and it would be the last time I could see her, so we decided a while ago we’d have this lunch both to visit and so I could share my experience there with her to help out a bit. It was really nice. She brought me to a sweet little spot on the side of a hill that I got what amounted to a tip chilli with kick-ass bread and a cup of coffee. Well, she was meeting friends for an afternoon tubbing and board-game experience so she invited me along. Sounded good to me. Who doesn’t like going to a sauna three times in 24 hours? It was funny, one of those board-games that has monsters and points.
Afterward it was time for me to be headed somewhere with an invitation, so she joined me on to a ridiculously awesome micro-brew tasting event that had something like 25 beers, all free, in a basement that was basically showing off the location of a new spot that would be a new venue for drinking and food, starting after their cleanup from this event. It was a good time. I haven’t had well-crafted beers in a really long time. Going there was also me meeting up with a friend that I haven’t seen in years, so that was nice. She’s an artist I used to hang out with back when I was living in Gwangju. She’s been living up in Seoul for the last couple years now. From the beer-tasting, we stepped out to a poutine restaurant that offered me my first. It was good~ I liked it with pulled pork too. We put blueberry makkoli with it and called it a win.
My breakfast-date had to break off near 8pm and I went on with my artist friend to the next bar where another friend, one from the show in Ulsan, was planning on meeting up with us.
Needless to say~ we had a brilliant time~ ended up crashing in a jjimjil bang in Itaewon and eventually called it a trip the next morning.
Zam~~ and people wonder  just why I laugh at my time here.
12 hours on trains or in train stations, half a dozen events, great people, saunas, all in one amazing weekend… Now do you understand why it’s hard for me to write regularly here?
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More photos from the trip~

As it stands, I’m spending so much time working on photo-editing and training otherwise, I’m not quite feeling the push to write yet this week about the trip itself. I think when I’ve finished processing the photos, I can look back and use individual bits to rattle on about. For now, enjoy these:
Hanoi http://www.flickr.com/photos/jimmerdcheshire/sets/72157632627877907/
Near Angkor http://www.flickr.com/photos/jimmerdcheshire/sets/72157632632193992/

Enjoy!

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To Angkor and Back Again

It has been a wild ride~ Traveled to South East Asia and absolutely had an epic trip out of it.
It’s hard to even describe the feeling of walking through vast swaths of 11th and 10th century ruins of a most eclectic design.
Here are a few of the photos.

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Photos + It’s Getting Better All the Ti-ii-ime~

I almost wrote an entry talking about how nice it was to have a lovely Monday this week, but found myself busy with so many time-sensitive things that I never found my moment for writing about it.
Garfield would have been confused…  Sure that it was some sort of trick and would likely have had to walk away, fully convinced that somehow he had slept completely through a day, landing on Tuesday, or maybe that it was a dream, for no Monday could ever be so clean and easy.

First thing of the day, every day is that I walk to the bus station~ which, mind you is 15 minutes away, and this week the temperature has leveled on freezing and just stayed there, or gone up or down depending on the wind-factor~ suffice to say it has been cold lately and I do not like walking to the bus station in this weather…  So on my way, it’s about ten-till eight, and I’m walking on the left-hand side of the road’s sidewalk.  Passing, going in the same direction is a car that looks familiar~ looks like an SUV that a co-teacher drives that I used to ride with until her schedule changed…  So the car does an illegal u-turn about twenty meters up and comes to a stop next to me~ but it’s to let out a passenger~ her father~ it is her.  Jimmer did not have to ride the bus that morning… Got to work half an hour early, had a nice chat with a nice lady on the way and landed with ease 50 minutes before the bell.

I teach three classes on Mondays, all of them before lunch which lately, has equated to sitting in the English room all afternoon working on personal projects and such, but that day, my co-teacher wished me well and allowed me to leave at twenty after one so that I could do some banking~ Super-cool~ Then off to the bank to pick up an envelope full of cash for my holiday at the end of the month so that I can sew hundreds into my thigh and have two dollar bills ready for the rickshaws.

That was awesome~ I spent the afternoon editing my work and work by another fellow who is completing an amazing novel soon, and was finally able to start reading about the location that I’d be landing for the second half of this ubiquitous vacation I’ve alluded to.

And today is Wednesday, which means that somewhere in there I was able to have a Tuesday-experience~ which is true.  Another score: Photos for a Christmas calendar have been isolated from a year’s worth of pictures and a great beginning on a graphics project that has been beckoning for my time.
By the way~ I have reinvigorated my Flickr account and a whole new patch of photos (14 sets!!!) can be found there now.  Feel free to take your time there~
The are the photos, here.

Ahhh, Wednesday, how I do loathe you~ It is the only day of the week where my co-teacher is less-than-reasonable. (The following comment has been censored for the viewing public’s lack of interest.) But it’s cool, because today is test day and I don’t have to deal with her even slightly.  And I get to go home at noon.  Not so bad at all.

Well, I think it’s about time that I get back into working on some of these time-sensitive projects in my hands…
To give a list, I’ve got one book for a friend that I’m editing, 600 of 750 pages through.  My own short story edit~ still have to write a keen introduction for it, needs to be released to the 20 waiting draft-readers that are looking for it by the end of the week. An infographic about entering a specific website as a second-language-user, catered to the foreign language so that the user can enter into the program. And then I’ve got to finish editing photos for the calendar I’m  giving folks for Christmas, but of course, I’ve got to finish getting it done this week so that the printer can send them out on time.

~Oh, and I did end up having that coffee, and it was good.

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A poem for a coffee

For M.^.H.appy
©Jim Jordan 2012

With so many bits of thought
Streaming through my mind,
I nearly get filled up
With concepts that I find.

Eg. When I think of you:
My thoughts are rather nice.
And in this time of harvesting
The Autumn’s fields of rice

It’s amber waves
Blowing free in the wind~
I’m a man who simply craves
Light reflecting from your grin.

The wind near your smile
Would be filled with your noise.
I want us to be chatting.
Your ideas, to me, are joys.

And when crafted by your face
They are a wonder to behold.
I was transfixed, you’ll forgive me,
If these words here seem bold.

But I’ve tried to be subtle
And just ask you to drinks.
Perhaps with these stanzas
You’ll come ’round now methinks.

For truly you’re more into
Well thought out banter,
Than some less-rigorous chords
Or an echoless cantor.

So within these quatrains
I will request again
That you join me for a beverage
So that we remain friends.

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Life just gets weirder

 

My life just seems to add layer upon layer of weird to it.

Not a complaint, actually, today is quite a nice one.  What do your school lunches have?  Mine was sliced duck with white rice, sides of cucumber, freshly picked hot pepper, pickled cabbage (kimchi), seaweed soup, and fishcakes. The sauce that went with the duck was a lightly spicy but robust thick reddish sauce that really worked well with the pepper and duck.  After finishing, I entered the teachers’ lounge where I was invited to join everyone in a batch of giant, plump, fresh and local deep-purple grapes that were sweet as a body could hope. After enjoying my fill, I stood, realizing that there was no hope for conversation with these nice people, said may thanks and bowed out of the lounge.
So here I sit at my desk, listening to an animated conversation under the window between two teachers. One a man, the other a lady. They are clearly talking about costs of something and weights thereof, but I can’t get any further into the conversation about what they are talking about.

Today was a special day~ I guess…  We all received an annual gift from our principal. It’s the run-up week to Chuseok, so gifts are being given as if it were Christmas in the states.  Only, Chuseok is a different kind of holiday. Sometimes called Korean Thanksgiving~ it isn’t that at all. It is actually the annual remembrance of ancestors. People visit graves and tend them, mowing the waist-high grasses that have grown on the hillside mounds and visit with the elders of the living family where they have elaborate meals that are created by intense labor by the women and enjoyed in lazy repose by the men. And in tribute to this time of harvest, this festival of ancestors and food, I have been given (exactly the same gift as last year!) a giant box of two bottles of shampoo, two bottles of conditioner and four tubes of toothpaste. Long live the harvest festival! Um… yea…

So here I sit at my desk with some time on my hands. So far, I’ve taught two 45 minute classes and I have one more to go. Granted, my first two class periods before them were in fact used for lesson planning, I’m pretty much done for the week after that effort.   So as it stands, I can sit and reflect a bit.

Recently I’ve been more busy than normal with working on the project of the Korea Burn as we called our Burning Man-like event that happened a couple weeks ago.   Just last night I sent in my final AfterBurn Report and spent the weekend up in Seoul in order to have a series of meetings that helped get some plans on the table.

Being in Seoul is always interesting. I was able to do some gift shopping and visit with friends, and most importantly, enjoy pancakes.

As far as I can recollect, it’s the first plate of pancakes I’ve had since a midnight stop with a dozen friends in the summer of 2010 right by Boeing.  That’s over two years since pancakes.  I’m not sure that’s legal.  So I took care of that.  They were twice the price I’ve ever paid, but what the hell, I was on the roof-top patio of a restaurant in Seoul, South Korea on a beautiful sunny Sunday morning with great company and I couldn’t deny the pull of a brilliant plate of the steaming wondrous goodness that is pancakes with cinnamon apple topping with half a liter of syrup on the side with bacon together with a bottomless cup of drip coffee (for those who don’t know, drip coffee is actually extremely rare in Korea. Even at the boutique cafes that are everywhere, you will always get an americano as opposed to drip  coffee. To me, pancakes require the latter.)  Really, that was nice.

On the other side of the coin, we had a major flood recently that totally washed out tons of stuff. check these two photos out to appreciate how much water was in the river that day.

The one on the left is full of water, and the one on the right is the next day after it all went away.  Look at the post in the background to get how high it was. In the foreground of the photo on the right, what you see are two roads that were totally covered the day before. Under the grasses in the pile was the remnant of a reflective mirror, the kind that stand like signposts so that people can see around sharp curves. It was totally bent over and gathered the debris in the flood.  It was a lot of water.

Of course, because “as Koreans, we work hard” even though there was an historic storm overhead and children were kept from school for their safety, we as teachers were still required to come in during the typhoon. At lunchtime they were evacuating the building because the surrounding roads were becoming flooded and getting home would have been impossible. ~ They actually wanted me to fill out forms to use a vacation day in the process of leaving.  I laughed and explained that just wasn’t going to happen.  We all left the building together. Some of the roads that we made it through at noon would have been completely impassible later in the afternoon. Good thing we left. I gotta wonder about that request though. Humans are a weird bunch.

Cute though.

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Below is an attached letter that I wrote to the volunteers that I’m coordinating for the KoreaBurn this weekend.  It has taken so much of my time this blog has gone without recent updates, but not because I’ve been doing nothing… Far to the opposite…  Here is but a snapshot… 1,400~ people are semi-confirmed.  There are ~30 of us coordinating it.  Good ratio really… It’s things like this note…  Enjoy~  and see you on the flipside…

September 05, 2012                                                                                         KoreaBurn; Volunteers
From organizer: Jim Jordan

            Happy day~ and happy news~

Your volunteer application fell into my hands in the last 24 hours, and as such, I’m going to tell you what I’m doing and you can tell me what you feel drawn to the most. I am not the coordinator for all volunteers.  I do not coordinate the Gate or Center Camp etc.  If your name has been passed to me that is either because you indicated you wanted to be in a group I’m coordinating, or the others were filled before your application was seen, and someone thought, “Jimmer can use that cat~.”      Can you dig it?

I’m going to encourage every one of you to join the Perimeter team, as I have a large need for fast action at dusk that will do best with as many hands as possible.

Here’s my list in reverse alphabetical order (Why does A always get to be first!?), they are all equally important. Please reply (just to my address so as to not clog other people’s emails) to let me know your preferences.

Teams/Crews

Ranger- is also known as Peace Patrol here in Korea…  To be a Burning Man Ranger, a full day’s training is required~ We have neither the time nor the capacity to provide that ~ as such, Rangers will still need to meet with me to have a general meeting at the beginning of the event to discuss the volume of interaction expected of them. ~~ It is a non-violent position ~~ We do not intervene when it comes to drugs or violence, we are there to make sure art and people are safe – first and foremost.  Please let me know if you feel comfortable with this.

Perimeter- will consist of four main actions. One: Putting up orange line to emphasize already present fencing so that people understand their importance. Two: Reinforcing those lines with lights that I will provide at dusk.  Three: Supporting the Fire-Conclave during the Man-Burn and Ceremony by assisting Rangers with creating a circle around the performers and art during the burn ceremony.  Four: Removing the lights and line in the late-morning so that we Leave No Trace.

Medical – of course, I am hoping that people with experience with medical needs will step up for this. There can never be too many people known to be available for this position.  We have folks from “School of The Outdoors,” the US ARMY, and folks half-way in the middle on the team, but they would appreciate more people to help with shifts to be sure. This position is supported by an ambulance with a driver and nurse we have hired for the event, but we need to provide meaningful first-response support for them as well. So if you are trained in First Aid in any way – please let me know.  You would be extremely welcome!

DPW – is a crew that is the spirit in the skeleton that gives the muscles muscle. You will be a hot-to-trot, go-to person. Hopefully you’re good with knots, have a knife in your pocket and already know where you are when you show up.  I’m looking for people who are comfortable doing heavy work here.  Let me know if this is your zone.  It puts a big smile on my face when I’ve got go-to people.

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