Could this be IT?

I decided to write what could be my last blog on this planet today, only hours away from the earthly scheduled JC reunion. The raptures almost here is it? Well I think we might be jumping the gun a little early. While I still hold onto the possibility of the source returning to the lives of many who know it well, I truly believe any human prediction will be a lucky guess at best. We could not possibly comprehend the plans colliding with each other, as the light and the dark confront justice on the battlefield of life. The paper has stretched into the atmosphere, unfortunately hiding from the painful truth is no longer an option.

On Monday I was attempting to persuade the class that an alternative art based social currency was a good way of combating inflation. Through my research I have discovered nothing short of thriving local communities that adopt alternative currencies. My topic was controversial, it stirred up some and inspired others. Some thought it was a great idea, others never gave it the chance, skeptically denouncing its odds of success. I found it ironic a few days later while watching a clip of the Daily Show that the U.S.A. reached its debt limit on the same day as my speech. I handed out twenty something large pieces of currency to my classmates, some folded it up, others doodled, one guy asked me if I hand drew it. I explained originally yes, later touching it up in the computer to print a batch. It was the largest piece of currency I will ever intend to disperse [14"6"]. I wanted to inflate the size of the design before I produce smaller more varied forms and inflate the series. I used laser ink so water only effects the signature. I do not care if I get recognition for initiating a social art currency system, I just want it to happen. Action is freedom.

The apocalypse can be viewed as terrible or wonderful. A revealing of truth, when reason returns, when order is made from chaos, when the word returns. We the people all see our own version of the same reality. When that reality looks back into our eyes, and we see the reflection of our self stretching outward in every direction, then the euphoria will occur. When all at once the truth surges through our souls, and exposes all the scars to be thrown into the fire of our hearts. That is what the rapture actually means, a great ecstasy that liberates the minds of those trapped in the shackles of physical existence. Some have already reached this state perpetually, they have already experienced the rapture, because what is death to them? Simply a ripple through which we become another reflection in the universal identity of Life. For those lost in the labyrinth this revelation may be a cause of great suffering and self inflicted punishment when they realize what they have done to themselves. Though, we are all wandering, some get lost, others find a way through.

The debt ceiling means nothing just like the slips of meaningless paper that are now touching. We know better than to allow the power to be stripped from us, we are free to express as we please, now that the paper is about to pop we should start inflating a different balloon. A self sustaining one, paper by the people, for the people. The apocalypse will need more than dead presidents to transmute the wonderful earth we all wish for into a true product of alchemical perfection. As one cycle ends so another gear turns in the forever expanding machine work of eternity. May Life smile down upon you with the intensity of a thousand suns.

Namaste,

Yours with Love and Light,
A.D. IV