I cannot tell you what to believe, nor do I have the energy to continue on through this medium in a preacher style fashion. Freedom of thought is one of those cherished things that often goes unchallenged. Challenging these beliefs and asking people why they think a certain way often is answered in a defensive vile tone. World beliefs are often the hardest to change, so I won’t go about this in a structured power point presentation as to why you think a certain thing or go about trying to change the way you think, you’re on your own path, find the light that makes you smile and love others, that’s all I ask.
After graduating high school I came to realize the structured scientific drill that was set inside my own head. Cemented by others social status and reasons for living, I came to my own in my own way. This is not to speak down on others who have since carried on their materialistic ways in a broad ignorant denial, it’s only to ask that we entertain other points of view as being possible in this corrupt system we all live. I’ve struggled to find a way to live without the system, often brainstorming ways to get around currencies and taxes, and as I’m sure you know, or not, this is one of the greatest feats of our time. Taxes abound throughout the very weeds Monsanto sets out to destroy, founded in greed, they leave no parcel unturned, no rock left alone, but that is the nature of the beast, and who am I to tell a purple dragon not to spit fire?
Often times here at this lake, I find that the best writings, in my opinion or ones that construct the bridge of relations. Strung upon a reliable hemp weave, we are connected beyond words and ways that we cannot think or even imagine, this is the universe, great and stunning. Yet, we continue to deconstruct its magic, put variables into place that give us an answer to our questions, our never ending questions. But, yet we churn on, like the capitalistic beast we are chained to, no time for thought, no time for ponder, we shall produce like the millions before us and challenge the very world we rely on, in ways that counteract our own health and that our of mothers.
To be silent when words are a crime…..to speak up in the face of tyranny, I am often reminded of the Tao and “to say without saying, do without doing.” This mind dance leaves me dizzy, but somehow I am graced by the wind each and every day, and to that I can dream, to that I can give my hope and light toward a betterment of humanity. We destroy things we don’t understand, and that can be the greatest cause of our detriment than all.
Have you ever watched an ant for more than a minute? Swam with a whale? Such things can be calming and peaceful, understanding that there’s something larger going on. Something that combines all of our DNA, all of those strands that can somehow be stretched to billions of miles? We have something inside us that can reach the heavens and beyond…..yet still we bomb, still we silence the voices of doubt and wonder.
I don’t have a message in this ramble, nor do I have organized thoughts that can be color coded. It’s all a jumbled chaos of intent and mystery. Embrace the unknown, challenge yourself to grow, sprout those limbs and leaves, feel the roots thrust themselves into this wild Earth, remember, there’s nothing above your head when you step outside……nothing…..or something we have “yet to prove.”
Ancient civilizations have always interested me. Check out Gobekli Teppe or any other ancient ruins of wonder. Moving rocks and positioning them to a certainty, one that even boggles the minds of our most advanced engineers, our modern day cranes can’t even position these things….and yet “the people with wooden spears and pebbles” somehow moved them from the quarries to their home of thousands of years. There’s a deeper mystery to us all. Science continues to dissect and find “smaller” particles….I bet they’ll go on to infinity, smaller and smaller, there really is no limit. Maybe we’re just the medium between the infinitely smaller and infinitely larger? Maybe we are the door that we’ve been looking for.
Make love all day long. Give technology its place and let it do our work for us. Abolish money and its feudal rule. Give ourselves the rightful place we’ve been searching for. Imagine that? You don’t have a job, no bills to pay, the human race is just grateful that you’re here, and for making that star journey to Earth, we’re going to give you a lifetime of health and freedom to do the things that make your soul sing. You want to weave baskets? Sure, here you go….what’s that? You’re into chewing kale? Sure, here ya go.
The answers to our problems will never be communicated without your interest and your quest for the unforgotten truth.
We are all human, the more you allow others to determine good vs. bad, or that mere idea that there’s good or bad…..the more freedom you give to a power vacuum, a mind controlling entity that sees only itself as the voice of god, the will of the people.
Here’s to all of us finding our way, the light within, and allowing more of the same to abound in an endless universe. If you don’t figure it out in this lifetime, I would go on to say that you have an eternity to do so, that little thing your soul is begging for.
One love to you and yours.



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Ahhh chebetts, our very own beloved Amazonian guru in western garb.
I enjoy hearing our normally clothed, but occasional naked friend’s entreatments to seek enough love to remember our wholeness, our oneness, our universal unity, before we set out to become patriotically enslaved by our differences.
Boswell said, “Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel.” What form of scoundrel forces pledges of allegiance to 8 yr olds before they understand the lessons of an ant, forest or wave song?
What happened to humanity’s patience, whats the hurry? We mind shift our children too soon. We steal their essence before it even becomes self aware of its loved position in the universe, and shape him into a profitable pawn of the industry of war.
How soon we inject hate into the virgin landscape of a child’s wonderment and her youthful retention of fantasy; is perhaps the greatest detriment or theft of mankind’s natural legacy. Why must we forget our oneness so soon? Profit.
Some few of us find our way back out of the man as a machine maze. Your friendly voice calls from the outside. Your escape encourages. Rec’d
I left the whiskey in the closet, but exchanged it for clothes today. Just trying to find the right fit to the garments and it means to the bigger picture. Thank you hermit, you’ve always given my eyes a smile and a deeper tick inside the unknown within me.
I’ve been searching for the brakes for society for a long time, and in doing so I have found that it isn’t in my power nor my purpose to halt the creation of the source. Let the work unfold and somehow be a part of something greater, a conscious being, for we know not the power of the immeasurable heart.
Thank you, I will scamper on now, find some wine, the moon, and maybe a smoke…..