I met a woman this weekend who worked in the US Army in a psychological operations unit.

She tried to tell me that the US “does everything it can to not start wars. We are not China”

Her seriousness had me speechless. Her programming was perfectly parroting. Little does she know she was and still is the psychological operation.

Been experimenting with this Melissa spagyric- an alchemical remedy from lemon balm plant. This thing has cracked me open. It is kicking up energy and emotion and its release feels so freeing. I’ve been writing everyday for weeks which I haven’t done in years.

The first week I noticed being way more tired and irritable. I was having headaches and nausea, and I felt pressure in my lymph nodes.

The second week I have been been crying and expressing things deep inside of me. Admitting things out loud, letting myself be seen and witnessed, realizing I have bypassed a lot of anger by being quick to forgiving.

A great example of why status correction and returning to the rightful land and soil jurisdiction is so important. Moving yourself from incorporated citizenship to unincorporated. Expatriation from “citizenship” means they have literally no authority to do these things and are outside their jurisdiction. You stand over them as a living man or woman with full God-given rights, not conditional privileges.

DAY 10 //

If you could go back and take away your hardest times and most painful experiences, would you?

I wouldn’t.

For I prefer wisdom over comfort.

Growth over stagnation.

Faith over ease.

And authenticity over perfection.

Without pain, without adversity, without darkness, there is no catalyst.

Evolution requires contrast.

So when I’m wishing things were different or easier, I must remind myself that I couldn’t become me if they were different or easier.

🫶🏻

DAY 9 // Quote from The Red Lion

Man is the spiritual equinox of the Cosmos. The boundaries of everything meet in him.

DAY 8 // Weightless, a poem🌊

When you’re out there in the water

You’re proud to take up space

You pull through heavy liquid

And feel God’s softness on your face

It’s been years of up and down

On the scale and in your brain

Thinking you failed another time

When you see a lot of weight gain

The mirrors have grown tired

Of catching stares of that shame

It gets pretty exhausting

Always seeing something that needs change

But healing isn’t linear

And the female body needs more time

It remembers what it’s been through

And how much you weigh could never define

The woman you have become

Transmuting years of pain and frustration

I could imagine it gets heavy

Carrying that story of complete isolation

Some pieces of you

Will forever be untold

They stay stuffed and hidden

And swing your hyper-independence into control

That moment in time

Still sits deep in your womb

Cutting off from vulnerability

Means cutting off from love too

But out there in the water

God restores circulation

He sees nothing but perfection

And he makes me feel weightless

If the first word someone uses to describe you is “nice”, that’s a major L

I’d rather first be described as insane than nice.

Nice = boring ???

My older brother asked me what I’m looking for in a partner, and I first mentioned intellect. He said “ah so like Harvard or MIT vibes?”

No no no sweet brother. That is indoctrination, not intellect.

DAY 7 //

We spend all day consuming external sources of information. We scroll. We look at what everyone in the world is doing. We overwhelm ourselves into nothingness. We give away our time thinking this information is filling us with substance.

Our mind is full, but our soul is starving.

Our time is gone. Our capacity is reached. Our direction is confused. Our creativity is non-existent. Our sense of self is neglected. Our awareness is outsourced.

Our attention is our energy currency. When we spend it on everyone else, we re-affirm that we are not valuable enough to spend it on ourselves.

Creation over consumption.

DAY 6 //

My sovereignty mama🤠

DAY 5 //

Trying so hard to construct the aligned path and plan means two things

1) you need to justify who and what you are to others

2) you have no faith in God

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This is something I’ve noticed in myself this year as I have mostly been traveling and working on little projects here and there. I’ve been living and learning about myself and it’s been extremely beneficial for my growth and development, but I can be met with judgment from others that ask me “when I’m gonna get a real job again”. I love who I’ve been this year, but sometimes the perception of how others view you and what they think of you can tempt you to cling back to the world/lifestyle you walked away from. Because I don’t have clear answers for them on what I’m doing or a way to label myself for them, but I have a deep knowing in myself that the path I’m walking is to be walked. And their understanding is not needed. We all crave to be seen and understood, but I crave to be true to myself more.

https://m.primal.net/RAbJ.mov

DAY 4 // Short little reminder

There is good, and there is wholeness, always and everywhere. You are where you need to be always and all the time.

https://m.primal.net/RATf.mov

DAY 3 // Spent a lot of hours writing sappy love poems today. Actually very therapeutic and fun lol.

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You always loved the mornings

Because you preferred dreaming in the light

Something about those daily beginnings

Always dawned more visions for you than night

You let the sunrise cover you

With more warmth than our sheets

And you preferred the misty air

To kiss up on your cheeks

The morning earth was your muse

More than I ever was

The tension between our bodies at night

Showed you what settling really does

I know why you loved the mornings

It freed you from that place

Your soul learned to dream with eyes open

Rather than inches from my face

I knew you were meant for more than me

But neither of us would admit it

For I was holding you back in life

The world told me I was insufficient

You tried to bring me with you

But my heaviness was hard to lift

You wanted me to see the world like you did

But sweetheart your inner vision is a gift

I’m sorry I could never be enough

To keep up with the beauty in that brain

Your love stayed for potential

While mine simply had nothing more to gain

I know why you loved the mornings

But maybe now you can love the night

You’ll have space to dream in the darkness

With just the moon holding you tight

I made you into a daydreamer

Instead of letting you run free

I’m learning to like the mornings,

Even if my best ones are behind me.

DAY 2 // Deduction Phase (Part 2)

https://m.primal.net/QzxW.mov

Challenging myself to get into creation mode over consumption mode over the next 30 days. I want to create something each day. I know I am a creative person, but I often think for too long about perfecting an idea/concept and never end up creating something with it.

DAY 1 // Deduction Phase (Part 1)

https://m.primal.net/Qzps.mov

The USDA just approved use of genetically engineered vaccines in Organic food/livestock🤡🤡🤡

Organic already had problems, but now more than ever it’s time to buy directly from trusted farmers.

I love getting added to people’s close friends stories on Instagram when we are aggressively not close friends

Texas really got me on a wild game fixation. Currently hooked on ground venison and bison organ blends.

-Smoked duck pizza w/ peaches

-Smoked rabbit rigatoni

-Pork Meatballs w/ ricotta gnocchi

-Wild boar carnita taquitos

Local, farm to table ingredients🫶🏻

“Suffering is the alchemist’s fire that refines us”

Gm

If you were about to take your last breath, how much slower and deeper would it be? How much more would you feel and sense in your body as you do so? How much more gratitude and awe would you have for this physical body?

Carry that awareness and reverence with you more and more. It is a gift to be here. Slow down and celebrate it.