Based on rhetoric from my recent blogs including Worlds Apart, A Blast From The Plast, and Consciousness Is The Key To Change, it may appear that my worldview could easily be categorized as millenarian, apocalyptic, or Utopian.
In recent months, I've been attempting to persuade my father, among others, to work with Ayahuasca. Not only is this because of the immense physical, psychological, and spiritual benefits one can gain by working with Ayahuasca, but, as I now realize and can acknowledge, it is because I have a desire to share my worldview with my father and my peers alike.
Synchronicity is a concept that I continually struggle with. Sometimes, I'm annoyed by how obsessively certain people seek them out, grasping at any little numerological coincidence that allows their confirmation bias to match their selection bias.
A few weeks ago I spent an hour reading all of the posts and comments relating to what seems to be unanimously termed the unfortunate event at Chimbre.
"Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for." — Hopi elders
