Truth isn't vulnerable. It just is.
I don't plan. I'm pulled.
My work is not for everyone. It’s barely for anyone. But for those who it was made for, nothing else will do.
Approval seeking aka self-rejecting.
Give the human what it wants and it will see it’s not what it wanted.
Everything is an exercise in personal power.
It's you getting in the way of you.
I only want what’s for me. And what’s for me is whatever does or doesn’t happen.
If you only have it because you’re holding on, you don’t have it. It has you.
It all goes out the window in the face of what is.
Growing out loud is what I do best.
The less you do, the hotter it is.
If the (m)asses don’t get it, it’s something worth getting.
You don't owe anyone a thing.
Holding space holds it in place.
Energy has no gender.
Worth and value are not intrinsic. Everything that exists, just IS. Devoid of contrived and arbitrary overlays.
Obligation is self-imposed.
When a deeper truth comes on the scene, I leave the rest behind.
I haven’t lost my magic. And that’s how I know I’ve won.
Making it matter repels the thing you’ve made matter.
That thing? That person? Not more powerful than you.
Thick with ick aka energetically dense.
Truth always feels fresh and clean. The lack of it feels muddy.
Money doesn’t come from other people. It comes from you, through other people.
My goal isn't the money. It's just the overflow of ME.
Don't aim to help others. Master yourself. This 'helps' them most of all.
If it isn’t freely given, it isn’t yours to take.
When you take away the artificial buffer(s), there's a high chance that someone's gonna split.
I blow shit up endlessly. Because I love you and I love me.
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