In wonder
Do you set personal goals for yourself?
I’m the bridge
The One I am becoming is reaching back to me
Willing to be surprised
My body knows the path
Trusting the pull, more than the proof
I’m walking toward what’s walking toward me
-ONE THING??
What’s something you’ve done that you never thought you could?
Survive…
What’s the most underrated movie you’ve ever watched?
The screen behind my eyes-movie
If you could switch lives with a famous person for a week, who would it be and why?
Nope to fame envy.
Can’t touch this life, you sneaky devil!
Mindhands off!
We are not duped. We’re aware “fame” is not a happiness ingredient.
A tight covetous squeeze seems fun like Halloween, but it’s just a normalized bate and switch tactic we ain’t falling for again.
Now we get invited to imagine someone else’s life is superior? To imagine there’s a short-cut past the real you? What a candy lure. We don’t want your candy. We have our own. No thank you.
If our purpose requires fame, fame is then an additional situation to manage-not a perk.
Life provides all the access required to offer our exsact gifts. Why would we want someone else’s smelly gifts? Their kids? Their lover? Eeew to wearing not-my-clothes. Nothing me. Me, not seen. Performing belonging. Talk about a way to diminish and subvert and subdue with consent.
No.
We have our own. If we don’t see clearly enough to like our own deets better, no matter what stage of development we are in, and relish our moments that make us ourselves and proud- that’s the vital delight famous candy is coming for-to molest.
Enjoy you, glorious yourself in your own life.
Your fledgling life must be worth stealing or nothing would be coming after it with fake fame fishing lures like plastic insects with a sharp barb. If you don’t relish you yet, your duty is to move toward relishing you not toward relishing fitting in to a life that’s not already yours- a lifetime gift for you to enjoy.
Don’t consent to mind-screw. Your joy is too valuable and it’s exclusively yours. Nothing else can access it. Just thwart it. You don’t have to consent to feeling like another, any fucking other life is superior to the perfect whole and complete one you are always in possession of. You got the power. You’re sovereign.
Look at yours. Don’t look away. Notice.
The road to nowhere…when it’s not your own.
If you could go back in time and give your younger self advice, what would it be?
My younger self had no frame of reference and wouldn’t be able to hear it. She’ll figure it out as she comes along.
How do you manage stress?
Like good old Einstein said, you can’t solve a problem from within the same mindset that crated it. We are sovereign beings. We create. Why would I submit to this question that doesn’t assume the truth about all humans? Imagine what you could be doing and have instead of asking this victim question?
What’s something you’ve done that your past self would be proud of?
Fascinating question.
Larvae me had no idea!
What’s one thing you know now that would have saved your younger self a lot of pain?
Refocusing off blaming humans, to asking what benefits?, way past, “Who benefits?”
Like Sir Terry Pratchett theory of the crown pattern in Nation.
What’s the pattern that just wants a head, any head will do? If that one gets chopped of, oh well, like with agents in the matrix, any connected human will do.
What’s the thing that turns networked humans into agents thingys on demand?
What’s the weak thing that when you Neo see it, you can’t unsee it?
What’s the thing without regard for what happens to the human it possesses?
What benefits from human fighting human?
What’s dividing -systemic confusion conquering our world?, I would really like to know.
Hint: It probably wasn’t Hitler, it isn’t trump, poor tools, silly fools turned agent.
If it’s not a person, we all know someone, what’s making the person its tool?
-Then discarding its tool when the tool, to it, a human to us is compromised, useless to it remaining invisible, or dead? Not a single human is disposable or dispensable to other humans who aren’t infected. So what uses then discards people like empty crisp bags?
If you think any human is trash, wonder what’s doing the thinking for you and how it came to feel that way.
The devil? How does that answer help anyone?
The truth sets you free, like Neo, what stops bullies and bullets once you die to the bullshit, wake up and see what’s really happening?
What’s really happening?
I would have paused and asked “What’s Going On?! a long time ago.
And
I would have realized, intent matters. Intent evolves . Intent can manipulated and hijacked without normal humans being aware. Consent can be manufactured.
Intent infects other intent like a virus.
There’s got to be an inoculation.
What’s the weirdest movie you’ve ever watched?
Step Back
Close your eyes
It’s a trick
Watch the you
Watch you’re thinking
Observe your what and why
As a character
In your moment
Wonder
Scratching your head
The weirdest!
What the damn!
Now you’ve seen
The weirdest movie
First hand
What’s the best way to meet new people while traveling?
I’m going to engage the Soul of the City with an offering and a salutation as soon as I arrive in town. Then ask her to deliver me into whatever company she curates for me.
Then I’ll trust her judgment and her care and wander around following my interest, and nudges. Adventurous spirit workout.
When I am at home, I remain aware of Zeus’s law of hospitality. This way my City can recognize my signiture and recommend me to each new City.
If they weren’t already friendly, I expect each new City or Anima Loci to reach out on my account, and handle things. That’s their job. I do my part. They do their parts.
If aliens arrived tomorrow, what’s the first thing you’d ask them?
They would be asking the questions. This is our planet. We are sovereign beings.
I’d be asking myself questions.
Checking in with myself.
Humans would want to establish some things first of all, of course.
What’s the list of what I would establish?
Still working on it. But it’s up to me, us. Not up to any sudden visitor who has better had established right away their peaceful intentions or we won’t ask them anything.
What would you establish about ourselves first?
What are five simple exercises to do at home?
Instead of the church gym
I now do a Bwiti exercise: after allowing the joy of life and appreciation of the moment I have spent some time plumbing in, I turn on that hose and water my inner garden with it, like being outside watching the sun come up, enjoying the fresh breeze on my skin, smelling blossoming, looking forward to fruit and company soon. That’s sorta the heuristic- some of what goes into the simple practice: “Thank Life for another Day to be alive.”
Then it’s spend fifteen minutes with yourself.
To me that means spending fifteen minutes in that inner life, garden thingy where the life that plays this character-me is eternal and unmistakable while this other part of me gets moving and shaken- hopefully prompted by the inner garden or what have you author, authentic, authority I spend time being in, with – alone. Like some mystic said. Meet the beloved in the place where no one ever is.
Beloved-inspiring, eagerness, satisfaction, joy, love.
The fruits of this garden. It grows with human magnificent magical fertile attention, just like any romance by figuring out how to be enjoyed and enjoying.
There are obviously steps. Like for example. If I don’t feel like I am enough, any garden (weed) variety of enough, lovable, cool, strong, beautiful, helpful, good, worthy, then, pick the one that seems truest. Like why would God want to hang with me in an abandoned weedy garden?
Or whatever.
Start there?
What would you do if you wanted to hand out with you?
Sit and pay attention. Some call it prayer if done one way, meditation if done another. Call whatever works after your personal trial and error, halts and stops, failure and bliss moments, whatever you want. It’s your garden. You name the fruit and flowers do what you desire.
What’s a personal mantra or philosophy you live by?
Ask the Sea what mantra It lives by?
We get this answer, the blueprint, in how a person affects us over time or by comparing patterns of who and what they become and what happens around them, and what around them becomes- clearly we don’t have AIs ability to track most of these causes and the ripples of their effects but saying such a thing for myself?
As if there’s just one?
I live by the mantra of calm…
No I don’t! Does the Sea?
It’s unfathomable. It’s like describing Life/God to even imagine summoning up even the most simple human- that’s an oxymoron- Simple? Even the most clear or single minded human can’t be reduced into living by one thing.
Not even a two-dimensional character modeled after the complex of complexity human being could be submitted to this query with any degree of rationality. We all run on multiple pre-installed, life, family, culture, friend, work, chosen and unchosen, imagined, unimagined, mantras-plus all the stuff we do while trying not to, could hold the sea in their mouth like this requires- though we are both the drop of sea water and the sea somehow.
What are your best healthy eating habits?
First nourish your spirit and soul. These then can tenderly support, engage and take care of heart, mind and body so they flow creative ease connecting the world you’re creating nourished in its interwebs.
If you could start a new business right now, what would it be?
None of yours
How do you write what people actually want to read?
I don’t understand the question.
Would you please clarify how many volumes, for example, to start, is the limit or the depth requirement?
Is this the invitation to offer my writing class? My dissertation?
Over simplified?
Steven King would paste On Writing into this slot, making no one a better writer.
This is a problem. It’s a vastness. It doesn’t just require a novel or a workshop to address it. It requires a series, a coherent, a clear understanding of the problem and the standard for the outcome, truth and purpose, a way.
Short cuts, via formulas aren’t actually helpful.
What are some life hacks that you practice?
Since you’re a unique magical being human
pay attention to what doesn’t
And what works
Stare at what works with your heart
To make up your own
How Do you Make Time For Self Care?
It’s not time. Time isn’t manufactured. That’s delusional. An easy word fog to get lost in and never find the self you’re trying to “care” for. Self and reality are not made of words just as it’s all made of words as well.
It ends up make of words? But words are not where you start.
You are an awareness without words. It takes a second or a lifetime to watch yourself be you.
Then to spend more than a second. To be that moment your lifetime. In the moment. Self care is all the things you come up with cuz you’re so invested in and inspired to spend as much focus and attention in those moments feeling yourself like it’s always Christmas-not the one Elmo saved. Self-care, is all the stuff you do to take care of first your needs body mind and spirit to stay in yourself cuz you’re in love and can’t help it.
Since your body wellbeing is map and compass, you know your instrument best. So, that’s what you trust to calibrate what’s right and peaceful in the world, since every other being is another unique creature capable of as much joy and being as you.
And no one can tell you exactly how anymore than they can bite into an apple and taste it for you.
No one can tell you everything and yet there is so much to learn and get that’s sometimes so helpful or feels life saving.
The whole damn thing is a mystery.
But it’s not a time puzzle. It’s a you navigation choosing the next moment that feels a bit better instead of the one that feels heavier, regardless of what others think except or your fear. It’s not because you’re better or more important than others. You’re not. It’s because like them. You’re here to feel alive. Only you know what that feels like to you and are able to trial and error your path. When you find that straight and narrow way. Right in front of your feet and only you fit on it, follow the delicate compass you found that led you there.
Keeping following it, is something like “making time for self-care. All this within the context of Life’s Self- Care. Within Life’s Self Care, what are you for? How are you vital and contributing an essential irresistible irreplaceable beauty or strength in being yourself and doing you?
I can’t think of anything more magnificent, magical, functional, mysterious, precious precise and fundamental. Self care is a dumb euphemism.
If you could pick any fictional animal to be your lifelong companion (like a Pokémon or fantasy pet), what would it be?
The Summoning Dark
In The Guarding Dark Mode:
Activate
Hello The Puppy!
If you had to switch lives with a fictional character for a week, who would you choose?
Fictional characters are static, caned, operated puppets. If they could choose anything, anything at all, and had the chance, they would definitely choose to be me. To be Any real human. Any.
Don’t be deceived.
Nothing can compel you to switch into the two dimensions of fiction.
Pick the worst situation in the world you can imagine. Being that actual person is incomparabe to any made up cut-out cartoon. Choose you. Don’t get lured into the idea of some poor fiction being in any way comparable to being you.
Any Pinocchio, if they had the capacity to desire, wants to be a real boy.
Duh
My bad. Except I mean, Murder bot. My apologies. All fictional characters, with the noted exception of Murder Bot. Certainly not it. I would not presume. Any character, with the exception of Murder Bot, would choose, if they could, to have the infinite flexibility and life of a human. Perhaps even an AI Intelligence. So I guess Murder Bot hops the devide. But he’s, I mean it’s, still fiction. I guess talking to fictional characters is more fun than imagining changing places.
Never
Have you ever liked a villain more than the hero? Who and why?
Ironic, fresh, surprising all flexible and more real than real.
If you know, you know.
What’s the longest trip you’ve ever taken?
I was gonna say this life
I realized, no.
It’s life itself
Life itself. I am life tripping life itself from the very beginning. Life is my longest trip. From pre ameba to this moment
Yours too.
Still trippen
Keepon trippen
Who is your favorite cartoon character?
I, it is I
I, like you,
qualify
What’s your favorite recipe?
To deliver
Deliciously nourish
A feast I cook
To satisfy souls appetite
To grow, instead of wither
