In the joy of summer do we welcome the light We dance, we move, we yell out loud. We said goodbye to the night and move our bodies to shining sight Well-rested and ready to play Have we put our cloudiness astray? The mist of the dark and abstract Is our preference a simple fact. […]
A lazy person is not only psychically inert to execute enough force to remove him- or herself from the designated posture destroyers we have in ‘modern’ society, but they most of all lack the ability to concentrate their mind upon what the desire. What they desire cannot possibly be the emanating thought of self. The […]
The elephant being so big the way it is, always lured us into division. One village here, one over there, and soon we lost sight of our people. However, the times are great, that the elephant may fade Joyfully, many will see our faith. The times of people, In city and communion Do we finally […]
Fashioned lips of decency, Do the speak lightly? With everlasting honesty, they may despitely Knowing, Our miserable faults, our voices glowing Sincere apology
The witness within is non-judgemental and non-critical. This witness is passing like a gentle breeze, always fully present and flowing, Is simply being it’s lifelong goal Just touching our sense of knowing Do we find union in our silence
Layers of decay grow on those who live astray. The vitality sucked out dry by parasites of dread. All life force gone by ideas of comfort. Secured in plastic containers with wheels and boxes of cement. To rest before death is to be living to die. Dying to live is what breaks the dread, the […]
The façade of our speech The shallowness of it’s depth Drowns us in its short reach Covered by panic and dread So divided in our act Act-less we become, speech-less we are. No motions set us free Without oneness we flee and flee
Life forms an unbroken whole Ups and downs pass with grace As dawn follows ones lively dole Do we walk this rhythmic pace Shall death face us all
In the clashing of forces, In the union of sexes Dare we to stab, In the shadow of our faces? Dare we to liberate the toxic of our spouses? Or are we gentle and bitterly sweet Always pleasing the false need Intimacy is there to see the other And destroy ours ugly clutter
No way can we be alive And yet forget thyself In the mist of the clouds Where men and animal alike See the other despite, The looks, the honor, the beauty aside Are we all alike. In the needs and deeds, and acts of love Where men finds thyself Alike, oh alike Are we all […]
SOL provides scripted and scattered insights and broken tools for every day challenges in the quest for strength, wholeness and prosperity.
It does give the secret sauce away on occasion or for those who have the willingness to understand.
It provides more clarity and useful tools if you give me;
1. A sack of organic potatoes, handmade bread, fine liquor, fine;cut tobacco, tea leaves, fair trade coffee or mountain water.
2. Surthrival equipment (open for testing)
3. Precious stones, unique cacti, metals, art or crystal chess board (certain crypto currencies as well)
4. A piece of fertile land or an island.
5. Special tokens…
Six. Lara Croft?
7. An oldtimer.
8. A maze that puzzles me.
9. An empty cup
10. To be humbled.
In the content I create, I do my best to refer to the sources I have used and give credits to if I am aware that I am simply rehearsing the thoughts of another being. After all, I am no one man island, and it is always a co-creation, even if the birds inspired me to write a poem, it still is a co-creation. Heck, what if my inspiration comes from my alien brother?
Either way, please feel free to correct me if I have missed or forgotten this in some articles and dishonored someones originality.
If not, then the source of creativity is of my own, and, therefore, we have the concept of ownership in traditional economics. All though, I find it to be complex to take ownership, since what does it matter if its all ephemeral and tackable?
I try to be a living example of creating a living out of the things I feel passionate about, and to produce more then I consume. I think this is an economic formula for wealth and prosperity in a world.
Despite the economic airy fairy idealism described above, we live in (gr)needy times of cognitive capitalism, where ideas, thoughts and creative outlets are easily shared, stolen and remixed.
The cumulative nature of the internet has its pro’s and con’s. I think it is beneficial for the greater good of humanity, the planet and beyond that everybody can access creative outlets and enjoy each others life work, but it also means the death of the creative individual if he or she isn’t rewarded appropriately for the hard work that can go into the creative process.
I know I cannot prevent content theft or hackers in this time and age, but I can say that if you steal my originality, you will steal your own, and have to settle for mediocrity, and be a mini-me. Which equals suffering. HAH, Wanna be trap!
And if you hack me, you only hack my memorandums, not the source, so enjoy my memories instead of your own.
I might be lawless in that sense, but the truth is harsh in that way.
Trust me, it is already hard enough to be yourself in this world, let alone to be someone else!
So yeah, learn to channel your creative energies, and bring your own version of love, truth and beauty in this world! Or wickedness, the choice is always yours…
This is my invitation,
And blame messenger if you make a mess out of it.