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The True Game Begins (An Invitation)

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In both Masterclasses over the weekend, we got to the ‘Zero Point of Money (And All Things)’ cuz I meant what I said.

There were no questions left.

All the spots had been hit.

Because when you get to the very bottom / top / core / depths / truth of it…

it’s so fucking simple, clear and obvious.

Nothing remains.

And the true game begins.

I’ve created more art out of the art that was created.

Recordings are now available.

DM to get your hands on the set.

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A Taste of the Ethereal (An Invitation)

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More content and information isn’t what you need.

The thing itself isn’t even what you need.

You’re here to experience a perpetual free fall into the more you know you’re here for.

To dance in the depths that are far beyond words, paradigms, containers and all the things.

The ‘Zero Point of Money (And All Things)’ Masterclass happens today at 2pm EST and it’s $300 for the ride.

If you want a thing from it, you don’t belong in it.

You won’t get a thing from me.

But if you want to touch and taste the ethereal,

where all the most beautiful things reside,

then come on this adventure.

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Ride and Die (An Essay)

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“What a fucking RIDE. Playing with you is unlike anything out there. Potent. Immediate. Not for the faint of heart.”

Last night’s treat in my inbox.

My spot always gets hit when I’m playing with a fellow rider.

Because fellow riders are the only ones who viscerally get what I’m throwin’ down.

I am of no use to those who want safety, time, solutions, support.

Those who are still looking to me or to others for more content to consume.

For something or someone else to attach to, to believe in, to become a superfan of.

My types are the ones who simply want to play with what’s alive right now, regardless of what does or doesn’t happen.

When you’re ready for THAT thrill,

let’s ride.

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If You Need Time, I'm Not The One (An Invitation)

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If you need to be pushed / convinced / taught / supported / or ‘time’ to ride your own edge,

I’m not the bitch you play with.

But if you’re here for the absolute thrill and truth of it,

I’m that bitch you wanna fuck with.

‘The Zero Point of Money (And All Things)’ Masterclass happens Thursday (tomorrow) at 7pm-8:30ish EST and Sunday at 2pm-3:30ish EST.

You don’t need this (or any) Masterclass.

But if your being wants to really fucking play,

and touch the depths where stillness lies,

hit the point where nothing’s left,

you’re gonna wanna be part of this.

$300 for one or $500 for both.

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Pierce The Illusion Of Money (An Invitation)

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Let’s pierce the illusion and remove the weight.

Let’s see money (and every other thing) for what it actually is (and isn’t).

‘The Zero Point of Money (And All Things)’ Masterclass happens Thursday (tomorrow) at 7pm-8:30ish EST.

And again this Sunday at 2pm-3:30ish EST.

$300 for one or $500 for both.

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Twice The Masterclass (An Invitation)

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The masterclass is called ‘The Zero Point of Money (And All Things)’ because all things are the same.

It happens this Thursday, June 30th at 7pm-8:30ish EST and this Sunday, July 3rd at 2pm-3:30ish EST.

We’ll have a conversation about no-thing, which is everything, and dance until nothing remains.

$300 per masterclass

$500 for the set

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Effortless Hard Work (An Essay)

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if it was easy to truly be yourself

to move as freely and as naturally as you did when you were a child

before a lifetime of conditioning determined your moves

then everyone would be doing it

but they’re not

because it actually takes effort to live in integrity

which is crazy because it takes no effort to be yourself

it’s the most natural thing in the world

but to contend with all the illusory add ons you created along the way in lieu of being you

while in a family and in a world you chose to shrink yourself for

THAT is the hardest work there is

until

of course

it’s not

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I'm Like Shrooms For Your System (An Essay)

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working with me is like being bathed in sunshine, sparkles and rainbows

while riding a unicorn in a parade of flying kitties

and simultaneously getting an upper cut, throat punch and / or kick to the gut

and if you’re really ready to rock and roll (on the very cusp of IT)

you’re also getting thrown off the unicorn

being submerged in water

and getting kissed on the forehead

when you decide to pop back up

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Three Trillion Layers Deep (An Essay)

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if someone has travelled three layers deep

and you have travelled three trillion on route to a bazillion

you’re swimming in a vastness they’ve yet to taste

but can sense

in you

and in themselves

this will terrify and / or intrigue them

or feel so far from where they are that they insist it doesn’t exist

(because they don’t yet have the eyes to see what’s invisible to the eye)

they’d rather stick to what is seen and known

(like most do)

and so…

at three layers deep

with three trillion more layers beneath

and a bazillion more layers to go

they’re content with those three layers

believing that what they see is all there is

so for them, nothing feels like it’s missing

even though much has yet to be explored

they simply aren’t yet pulled to touch

the underworld of themselves

and who can blame them, really?

those depths aren’t for the masses

they’re for those

who can’t survive

let alone thrive

unless / until they freefall

into the darkness

into the abyss

into the stillness

where nothing exists

and when one comes across another

three trillion layers deep

there’s a mutual

and oh so beautiful

recognition of what it took

to arrive at those depths

where most won’t dare to swim

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