The best questions are the ones in which answers are not warranted nor
demanded, but instead, are posed in such a way that both the speaker and
listener are able to track the transformations within themselves when
presented with such a question.
The most powerful questions
never have their answers uttered, it shocks the system like
1000micrograms of lsd, opening up experience, rather than demanding
words.
questions, stories, koans, are all means of the known traversing or pointing to the unknown. Words can only take you a part of the way, the other part opens within you, wordless, featureless.
Sunday, January 30, 2022
Questions as Transformative experience
Wednesday, January 26, 2022
Little Mean Meme-machines
All I see are walking meme machines,
zombified,
decentralized
mini-factories, of group-think designs,
Regurgitating their favorite's teams slogans sigils and signs.
Proud, as if it were their own creations.
When is the last time you constructed a single unique thought?
That you left the time and space open for something new to announce itself and emerge?
Tuesday, January 25, 2022
The Alchemical formula for collective progression
As a civilization we have emphasized competition and individuality so intensely,
that we have forgotten that our true natures are actually sharing and community.
It is time, that we take time, to collect ourselves,
to then be able to return to the world,
as a true individual.
That is what differentiates a community from a mob.
One is comprised of individuals united, the other is united by the presence of others.
Look inside,
You will find it to be true.
It isn't about seeking or finding,
It is closer to remembering.
It is innate.
Clear away the detritus of your totality,
so that you can see it clearly, with ease.
Sunday, January 23, 2022
Discernment and Separation

Friday, January 21, 2022
Pain is a Portal
Pain is a portal of transformation,
which imparts new information,
to add to the amalgamation of self.
Thursday, January 20, 2022
Frostbite
Even the flower which fails to bloom,
falls back down to earth,
back within the soil,
a chance to start anew.
Tuesday, January 18, 2022
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
On Mass Formation Psychosis
Thursday, January 6, 2022
There comes a point, where you must discard the maps...
The Greeks Proclaimed
"Mother Earth!"
"Father Sky!"
How many belief systems have been built upon these lies?
"The Sun, the father!"
"The Moon, the mother!"
Again, they seemed to get things all mixed together.
I have seen the Maiden of space.
Not from space,
OF space.
I have seen her,
Weaving her webs connecting the lights of space,
to the tops of twilight trees,
While SHE, was draped in her darkened veil of perfected velvet eternity.
Meanwhile the Earth,
truly, the Father of all,
both praises and punishes,
builds and destroys,
provides and foresakes,
yet somehow,
always pushing us,
to ever-greater heights.
In all HIS movements,
from great to small,
HE is always, completely still within.
..And then as night fades,
and the Sun rises again,
SHE replaces her sister of night.
In her stillness, she is always dancing,
always providing,
even when we are unable to perceive.
Layers and layers of magnificent dance,
Luscious light,
Pregnant with all possibility,
Abundant with life giving energy.
Bursts and Blooms,
Remember what happens at the speed of light.
The sacred masculine is always still, despite appearances of movement,
The divine feminine is always dancing, despite appearances of stillness.
She is always speaking, even in her silence.
He is always silent, even in his speaking.
Contemplate these things,
and discard them, just like all the other maps!
For this is only a draft of my own,
and the territory before me,
may not be before thee.
You must take your eyes and mind away from all the maps,
and place them once more upon the territory you find yourself.
There is a truth,
there,
just for you.
When you can remain aware
of what is both
inside and outside
of you.
Ancestors Dissolving False Dualities: Nestled in Language, The Dance of Eternity
My understanding of the ancestors has only been enhanced by science.
To have evidence that within each person, lay an echo,
a mark upon the genetic chain,
which demarcates entirely different sets of species,
and yet, they are somehow still alive in me.
All the way back,
down past the eukaryotic line,
so far back in time,
and yet those patterns are still here,
within me.
Just as each of us are born unique,
a tendency toward,
mind, emotion, or physique,
so too,
different areas of weight and emphasis,
along our genetic ancestry.
Connect more deeply with your natural preferences and affinities.
Which animals resonate with you,
there are lessons in everything.
Monday, January 3, 2022
Persona
Awaken,
Arise,
Open your eyes.
'tis a strange thing,
to feel so clearly,
that in all authenticity,
one is but a mask,
of the collective mind.
How is it that I honor this collective,
while not heeding to the madness of the other masks?
Awaken,
Arise,
Cast off your disguise,
It is simple.
Many have forgotten themselves,
they have become so absorbed with the mask,
engulfed by appearances,
that they believe the purpose and limit of their very being,
relies upon the pristine presentation of their persona.
Awaken,
Arise,
Immolate your lies.
They can no longer hear the voice of wisdom within.
For many, that voice is screaming,
and until the voice is heeded,
the intelligence of the greater collective consciousness will continue to disrupt the dreams of the sleeping.
Awaken,
Arise,
It is time to fly.