In a world saturated with dietary dogma and modern conveniences, the only reliable guide to health is your own body. This essay explores how we can reconnect with what has always worked — from traditional diets to self-guided intuition — and reclaim sovereignty over our wellbeing.
Category: Journal Entries
thoughts, ponderings, experiences and lessons learned. or, something deep and life-changing.
The frequency doesn’t die when you wake; it mutates, slips into your own voice, dresses pride as insight, turns gnosis into another shiny trap. Embodiment isn’t celebration. It’s daily refusal. Sharpen the blade or watch it rust. Walk anyway — through the storm, through the silence, through every lie that tries to wear your face. The path isn’t waiting. It’s already moving under your feet.
In the endless theater of inversion, names shift like shadows — demiurge today, archon tomorrow, system glitch the day after — but the script remains unchanged: control the gaze, externalize the power, and keep the spark dimmed. Religions, ideologies, crises, saviors… all costumes for the same frequency that feeds on our forgetting. Yet the key has always been inside, waiting for the one who stops asking permission and starts walking.
Most of the obstacles in my life weren’t external. They were procedural. Internal. A one-person committee skilled at delay, deflection, and convincing arguments for doing nothing. This is a note from inside that room, and a reminder that the only way out is movement.
We often ask what life would look like if humanity awakened. The problem isn’t the question itself, but the assumption that we could recognize the answer from within our current condition. Whatever such a world might be, it would not resemble our fantasies, myths, or technologies. It would demand something far more unsettling: presence without projection.