Tag: truth

death of a salesman

the routine gets old. living in a social media hungry world is an oddity, where anxiety around our identity and relevance is in constant question – if we come to rely on the regular fix of “likes” and other such nonsense….


identickle

much of what we associate with identity is a puree of cumulative experiment, experience, genetics, environment and circumstance….


brutal truth

there are many things we aspire to be or do in life. little things, big things, epic things. that which lies in the arena of the latter is likely the blessing and the curse of our personal legend.


the hole world

your country, your continent, the entirety of civilization that exists under the current ideas of economy and treaty and banking and trade…is not the whole world. get over yourself….


disowning monsters

it really is time to uproot the most obvious of the unconscious designs and programs we continue to blindly perpetuate….