when 99.9% of all we will be, do, or have doesn’t really matter, the least you can do, truly, is be of beneficence and uplift everywhere you happen to go.

it’s all perspective. what will last beyond this lifetime? how about 100? or 100,000? the most precious of gifts and only lasting things of this place reside squarely, and absolutely, in the present.

this reality is an egoic and psychological trip, and an impermanent trick of light. all we set about to do and struggle with, all we plan for or regret not daring, will fade or be forgotten… the rest will return to space dust.

your hairstyle, your religion, your language, no silly government, school, border, car, house, bank, book, belief or victory will even compute beyond several generations, let alone a millennium and beyond.

what are you so worried about? why so desperate? why compromise your soul for dollars? for acceptance? for membership to a dysfunctional society?

what is your why? who are you? when fundamentally and most basically our only reason or purpose whittles down to feeling – feeling good, or “happy” – why do we keep allowing innumerable sideroads, distractions and half-baked scripts take us away from ourselves and our genuine truth?

we seem to exist with a predisposition to break it, and ourselves, then find ways to fix it, or to heal. insanity. and with every generation we find new ways to repeat the entire rigmarole.

if a cataclysm were to befall this planet and civilizations, it’d be a damn shame we hadn’t figured a way past this money thing, and material nonsense, so people could just pursue their impulses and intuitions, and create collectively at a level far beyond the general clumsy clusterfuck it is now… though there are certainly emerging gems and elevated energies afoot. let’s all get on that wave, yeah?

it is cowardly to conform, and it is numbing and painful. we can see all across our society and the world the countless attempts at injecting meaning and purpose into the ridiculously ordinary constructs that simply cannot contain them. not authentically. corporate culture is sick.

people don’t want to be managed, they want to be lead; inspired. they want to be heard, challenged in ways that resonate with their heart, and guided holistically into their own song – which would thus bring harmony wherever the road may lead.

we treat careers and responsibilities like a terminal disease, where much of it is based on industrial waste. by extension, we beat our hearts, minds, and bodies into and mostly out of shape. it’s all rather heavy and convoluted.

so change. all the incessant app, software, operating system and hardware upgrades are never fully secure, nor will they ever be finished.

who you are, right now, mostly works just fine. start with the heart and build out from there. let the noisemakers make their noise. they may eventually come back to love, but it just doesn’t matter.

love with all of you, so you can hurt with all of you. speak your truth, or just shut up. trust the flow and just keep your eyes, ears, and heart open.

love your life
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