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Rocked

The moon is looking beautiful out tonight. It makes me think of you. It makes me think of music, the desert, charcuterie board with red wine and holding you close.

Damn, this year got me rocked.

After the suicide of two people I loved, I’m shook.

This life is temporary. What’s worse is that there are people suffering to varying degrees on this planet.

WTF is going on? What are we doing to one another? Why are homes hundreds of thousands of dollars? Why are we making it so stressful when we could be making it so beautiful, peaceful, incredible instead?

HEAVEN ON EARTH.

This idea of being a New Earth Leader keeps swirling in my mind.
WTF does that even mean?

It just means being a good fucking human who cares about the planet and the others in it to give it you plain and short.

We should be tending to the land. The land is our home. Since when do we charge for what is our birth right?

Why are we putting a price tag on what is already given to us freely by mama Earth?


I’m livid bro.

What’s fucking worse is the ripple effect of our shitty consciousness.

Young girls made to feel like their bodies are not good enough, leading to eating disorders, body dysmorphia, cutting behaviors and suicide.

I’m pissed.

WTF is going on? What are we doing to one another?

Borrow money from banks to go to college. To get a job to pay for the money you borrowed. To borrow to buy a car to drive to the job, you’re in debt to get. To borrow to buy a home and be a slave for 30 years to pay that mortgage. Debt on debt on debt on debt.

The money circulates between the banks. It just goes from Chase to Chase when you swipe at the grocery store and the clerk receives the transaction to their bank.

What is this game we’re playing?

Is this really the vision guys?

There is a lot to be grateful for. There is a lot that is working. There is a lot that is good. There is a lot that is truly amazing, beautiful and we should be so proud of.

And there is also so much we need to look at, revise and improve. A lot to take accountability for. A lot of shit to fix. I’m exhausted just thinking about it.

Anyway. I don’t wanna overwhelm you with my nonsense and endless complaints.

On another note…

Reality is so interesting to me.

I’ve been so on the fence lately about magic, miracles, quantum energy, manifestation and all inexplicable matters that evoke a sense of “there is more here than meets the eye” type vibe.
But then coincidences and synchronicities happen that you can’t help but suspect “divine intervention” is happening or that perhaps God is listening after all.

I don’t know. I’m lost.

My heart hurts deeply sometimes. It’s actually been beating irregular lately too. I saw a doctor about it. I’ve had a few moments where it was hard to breathe for like 3 seconds.

I’m also counseling people in a mental health setting.

I’m also trying to find my ultimate purpose. And figure my shit out as always.

Gahhh…..

There is so much I wish to say and pour out. I wish I could hug every human, myself included and just send everyone a deep message of hope, love, and courage. To assure myself and everyone else that it’s ok and will be ok always. I really wish I could.

“Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay it’s not the end.”


Breakdown

Everything is breaking down

It’s breaking down to let the new in

The old self is slowly dying

It’s sad, it’s scary, it’s bittersweet

I have to be strong. I have to be stronger than the loss. I have to accept. Accept impermanence. Accept change.

Time is passing. And with it is going my youth, some of the people around me, my hair line.

After many laps around the sun, you start to learn some things — gain some wisdom.

You gain a lot, you lose a lot. You build but in the end you let it all go.

One of my favorite aunts died last year. The house she bought was left behind. The clothes in her closet cleared away. The car she drove was given to her children.

This life is temporary. It’s all temporary. Some things break down and then we build them again. Yet in the end we keep nothing. So what is it all for? All this striving? All this doing? All this pressure to get it all “right”? The best hair, the nice shoes, the plump lips, the fancy outfits.

What are we all doing?

Why are we over capitalizing on each other to the point we can’t even enjoy this temporary life because we have to rush to a job just to make the payment to the banks for the ridiculously expensive mortgage loan adorned with suffocating interest.

This weekend I saw a Cheetos truck on the highway. So much gas is needed to fill up this truck to transport GARBAGE food into our groceries. What are we eating? What are we being fed?

What are WE DOING!? Is someone out there AWAKE!?

We are co-creating this God damned world here. Is this what you want? To go to debt for schooling, to go to debt to buy a car, to go to debt to buy a house and LIVE OUR WHOLE LIVES SLAVES TO BANKS and their interest payments?

So many cars on the road as we commute to work jobs we don’t even like. WHAT ARE WE DOING?

Are these the jobs we really want?

Are we happy with what we are creating? This is OUR WORLD.

We, together, call the shots. WHAT ARE WE DOING?

I’m pissed. And sometimes feel so damn powerless in the face of it all.

I hope we find a way to make it better. This experience here is temporary. I want to make the best of it and have supportive systems that create ease and peace for people. Not disease, stress, debt, depression, lack, scarcity, fear… what the fuck is going on.

I saw someone share this image below and it was the best thing I saw on the internet yesterday. So I am sharing it here with you.

^ I didn’t create the image I saw someone share it on facebook and I’m sharing it here with you…


Life is hard enough as it is — why don’t we come together to make it better? To make it pleasant?

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