do you Grok? i don’t mean that in a “do you subscribe” kinda way, or “did you enjoy Heinleins work” way. im talking much deeper than that.

do you know who you are? do you self-regulate? do you know where you end and someone else begins? do you know the law of one? do you do no harm or do you step in and try to help through biased ego? are you leading a horse to water that is their poison tho it served as your cure? are you the horse? do you have enemies? would you ride yourself to war?

do you trace the cause and effect of each of your actions and make adaptations for the whole room, the whole house, the whole earth? even if it means not getting what you’ve been taught to want? even if it means the societal guilt trip of being poor? or worse, being unknown?

our thoughts shape the world and when we learn to control thought, you see we’re already here, not when or then: we’ve already made it, it’s a bigger picture than any you or me. it’s a balance, always, eternal, spinning so quickly it’s stillness, coalescing chaos to ohm, releasing, rethreading, falling, stitching wings from ash and bone, we all find flow, we find now, and yes it was hard, yes it was maddening, the grief was larger than ourselves and yet~ we let go, we find the key, we flick the switch, we wake from a collectively built tragicomedy of a dream we once upon a time called reality before we knew time is Schrödinger’s Cat.

wagmi

we became collective products of pain, war, greed. but that’s not who we are. that was what was and what was isn’t now. and we imagine it’ll be much the same, what’s to come, yet we spell ourselves into being with each breath, when we cast in fear, we lose synch with ourselves, we lose our own names. manifestation is metaphysical, whether you call it talking to god or witchcraft, it’s authentically tuning your intuition, your own voice, in a holistic universe.

the beauty and simplicity of now is that it doesn’t matter when you find it, whether it took 9 or 90 years, you slip into an algorithmic authenticity, you step into yourself, you know you’re part and parcel of ohm, accountable to self, each other and universe. when we say who we are, that’s who we become. when we are in now, we ohm. to change the world, we choose what to absorb, let go of and hold in each breath. those who we sense have reached what Jung called “Christ Consciousness,” Jesus, Buddha, faces with many names of those who dared to know self, walked with intention to serve. the universe is the great recycler, “lessons will be repeated until they are learned.” as Nietzsche and Mooji, et all, said, “once we are we are always.” just right now we’re all on different pages of the same book, some fervently in rewrites and some lost to dreams that take them away from fully breathing in this very moment, from being truly alive.

do you Grok? i don’t mean that in a “do you subscribe” kinda way, or “did you enjoy Heinleins work” way. im talking much deeper than that.

do you know who you are? do you self-regulate? do you know where you end and someone else begins? do you know the law of one? do you do no harm or do you step in and try to help through biased ego? are you leading a horse to water that is their poison tho it served as your cure? are you the horse? do you have enemies? would you ride yourself to war?

do you trace the cause and effect of each of your actions and make adaptations for the whole room, the whole house, the whole earth? even if it means not getting what you’ve been taught to want? even if it means the societal guilt trip of being poor? or worse, being unknown?

our thoughts shape the world and when we learn to control thought, you see we’re already here, not when or then: we’ve already made it, it’s a bigger picture than any you or me. it’s a balance, always, eternal, spinning so quickly it’s stillness, coalescing chaos to ohm, releasing, rethreading, falling, stitching wings from ash and bone, we all find flow, we find now, and yes it was hard, yes it was maddening, the grief was larger than ourselves and yet~ we let go, we find the key, we flick the switch, we wake from a collectively built tragicomedy of a dream we once upon a time called reality before we knew time is Schrödinger’s Cat.

wagmi

we became collective products of pain, war, greed. but that’s not who we are. that was what was and what was isn’t now. and we imagine it’ll be much the same, what’s to come, yet we spell ourselves into being with each breath, when we cast in fear, we lose synch with ourselves, we lose our own names. manifestation is metaphysical, whether you call it talking to god or witchcraft, it’s authentically tuning your intuition, your own voice, in a holistic universe.

the beauty and simplicity of now is that it doesn’t matter when you find it, whether it took 9 or 90 years, you slip into an algorithmic authenticity, you step into yourself, you know you’re part and parcel of ohm, accountable to self, each other and universe. when we say who we are, that’s who we become. when we are in now, we ohm. to change the world, we choose what to absorb, let go of and hold in each breath. those who we sense have reached what Jung called “Christ Consciousness,” Jesus, Buddha, faces with many names of those who dared to know self, walked with intention to serve. the universe is the great recycler, “lessons will be repeated until they are learned.” as Nietzsche and Mooji, et all, said, “once we are we are always.” just right now we’re all on different pages of the same book, some fervently in rewrites and some lost to dreams that take them away from fully breathing in this very moment, from being truly alive.