It is an endless cliché if it is not in lifestyle. The lifestyle reflects the understanding.

Creation is not only the medicine, but the nourishment- the Ambrosia.

Our art reveals our nature.

Trust is the highest faculty within sentience.

Humanity is but one facet within consciousness.

We (collectively within the “status quo” ) are pressing upon the “Glass Ceiling of the Mind.”

This threshold is impassible through the intellectualization of it.

Competition is a symptom of the sickness, not a qualifier for civilization.

If you are reading this and feel defensive or critical, you are blind from seeing.

These words are my own, distilled from my life experience and condensed into this specific moment. It wasn’t a tremendous effort but rather a simple, fluid movement. I recognize the risk of sounding pretentious as I make this point: regardless of what is the “Actual Truth” on my end, you will never know for certain what was the effort I had to exert to impress these reflections into word. You have to take my word for it; otherwise, what is the point of continuing on? Judgment?

Each one of these points are worthy of time to open up and explore through dialogue- but here in lies the issue. Dialogue is not one monologue functioning next to another monologue, just as jazz is not one solo performance functioning next to another- and jazz is certainly not two people discussing music theory and how it applies to different instruments. If two people believe they understand how to create music together, harmony is the evidence. But even jazz musicians have abused loved ones. And sugar causes diabetes, alzheimers, and blood toxicity. There is an acquired taste required.

Disharmony does comes as consequence, as feedback: an unspoken language (all-pervasive and ever-present) opens into the mechanics of Natural Law. This is linked to our own nature as people- it is both living + organic as well as mechanical + geometric. This language desires conversation- it is interactive, and desires to not only get to know the individual but also aid the individual in understanding the “geometric framework” which is optimal health- in all different ways of expression.

Genuine health and vitality are indelibly tied to transparency and trust- otherwise, the inversion reveals paranoia and anxiety. From these seeds grow the need to control, exploit, and rationalize brutality through tribalism and/or a fixation upon dogmatic mythology.

Holding tight to what is right is the illusion that causes confusion; the subtlety to let all be opens the mind for the self to find.

I believe that these points made are universal aspects which relate to the Human Condition. In this, I believe in something which is extremely controversial and virtually unspoken:

Evil does not exist, only ignorance. In the thought that Evil exists is ignorance itself. Trauma reveals the patterns, and the patterns reveal the trauma.

Although I am a bastard-vagabond-hobo-indigent, I inhale Nature and exhale Community. I have no family, I have no home, I have no allegiance. Humanity is my family, Earth is my Home, Nature is my God and Law.

As I wrap this up, I want to soften the sharpness (that might be the impression up to this point) with saying:

Joy will never be the outcome if Joy is not the process.

But then also- “the Devil is in the Details,” and the “road to Hell is paved with good intentions.” Fuck it, maybe tension is the relationship needing to be learned and understood. Or else!

…haven’t we learned yet? …recognized the pattern?

The Apocalypse is being sold to us like a cocaine-addicted salesman tries to sell a car. The “Apocalypse Dream” has been around for a while, they just needed to invent cocaine and cars.

Through the Eyes of Nature, all of this which dramatizes existence is just as absurd as this claim.

HURRY! HURRY! BUY! BUY! SELL! SELL! REPENT! STOP RESISTING!

Desperation is the plague, rationalism is the artery.

Sure, the blood is flowing- but the pressure is immense due to the desperation.

Ah, this must be the natural consequences of aging- right, Baby Boomers?

What if I told you there are other ways?

Ah, yes, what could I possibly know? Money is the metric of success and true knowing, correct?

And I am just jealous, bitter, resentful, and seeking attention because I am a loser in this aim, right?

But then tell me- “Money isn’t Everything” and “Love is All” and “God Blesses those who Follow the Law?”

Why are you so sick and so addicted and so angry and so possessive and so paranoid then?

This Social Experiment has run its course, and the results have been made evident.

There is an overwhelming amount of pressure generated from the innovation being suppressed.

From the generations being subordinated.

From the information being obscurated.

From the mythology endlessly masturbated-

Entirely rubbed raw, bloodied and bleeding: pleasure now has taken this meaning.

Maybe we should begin to explore for ourselves the Pantheon, the relationships which exist outside of a monocultural program which contradicts itself at all turns- to then use this as a claim for authority?

As promised, this was the Abstract. If you are interested in more of my expression, please visit: