What can be asked more then a small house to return to, a fire to heat you and stories told by your loved ones. What can be asked more then a stove to cook your meals, a bed to rest and a beloved partner to cuddle. What can be asked more then a simple service […]
Echoes far astray, Forests and woods, Give away their daunting moods. Cracks and barks far astray, Forests and woods, Give away their daunting moods. Thunder and lightning far astray, Forests and woods, Give away their daunting moods. The plunge into the dark, Of oblivion unseen Lightly cracking with steps so keen A calling for adventure […]
The fortunes of our world stays mysterious unknown Layered in dusty books of sages and saints Can no word describe her pallet of paints Cracks and places human unknown Is the eye our abstraction for seeing alone. Those wanderers who carry these restless pains Of only seeing with no end in minds Growing old with […]
Created by the force of honour, is beauty their to awe us by sense. To awe us into oblivion or delight, is beauty that which steals our sight To fight with green eyes and red skins, or to dance around all our sins Is beauty our dearest friend and admired foe, Thou shall not dear […]
Waved in our web of consciousness Waved in our dance together Waved in our spoken words Do we laugh ever ever? From student to teacher and teacher to student From talking to listening and listening to talking We pull, we slag we hit each other We confront and drag one another No way we can […]
Life is dance we play, an orchestra of objects and relationships. Your life is a beautiful piece of art and you are the painter. The treasury of life is not found in its objects but in its wisdom It is the wisdom that is gained by singing your song This wisdom is perennial. Live it […]
There she cries the little one Utterly alone and abounded in her purest form Zoomed in the moment just silently aware Of her own significance simply beware no boundaries set her right in the vastness of her delight The flaming torch within is starting to begin There she shapes, molds and bends our own To […]
If we had to obey, it would not be of one’s oppression We shall not be the lambs that follow blindly in it’s direction May we all be the conductor of our fate Await and behold the strength of our hearts That carries us through times of difficulty Her wisdom is my only authority
May you always follow that of which is unknown. Sworn by the depths of your self, Is the guardian of your fears that will be overthrown. Blissed in the pain of letting go, shall you see That it is you that owns your destiny Courageous will you be when your bliss sets itself free No men […]
The sailor is just bending the waters He moves with oceans like a leave is floating in the sky He is trusting this flow to move with speed Honoring his strong ship to give his life a meaningful direction Fully in contact with nature he is guiding his purpose Only some small adjustments are necessary […]
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.