You Are Not a "Citizen" or a Peasant — You Are Human. You are not a peasant or a “citizen.” These are disgusting concepts. You are an individual. Miraculous, inimitable and unrepeatable. Those you call “leaders” and “rulers” are the biggest losers on the planet. They are human-sized bags of bones and blood, just like you. Don’t let the larger-than-life images on the TV or computer fool you. It’s very easy to let this idea enter your mind. But have you ever seen one of these…
@VoluntaryJapan in January 2022
new year nowhere A year has gone by again So many expectations — undulations of time — cresting, crashing, then receding without much sound or ceremony back to that blackening, primal sea — But what delights the seasons gave us! Cherry blossoms wet and pink promising summer treasures And summer’s fading reminded us about fall's blazing leaves, and winter's cheerful nostalgia So much looking forward, eyes opening only now, to look back… Stupefied, forsaken and laid to rest —…
Unity Between the 'Vaxxed' and 'Unvaxxed' is Highly Unlikely The idea of a kind of unity between the needled and the un-needled regarding the current hysteria sounds nice. Even as a guy who normally doesn’t go out much or socialize super often, the current painful isolation is palpable. As you all know. Some of you much more than me, here in yet-relatively-lax Japan. It’s a nice idea: you do you, I’ll do me. We can get along, right? But that only works so far with this.…
How to Spot a Manipulator Thoughts from the late nite, Blue Demon: While the labels “manipulator” and “narcissist” are probably bandied about a bit too carelessly these days, there is one dead giveaway every time that you are dealing with one: Namely, the refusal to — in some form or another — repeat your feelings back to you to be sure they understand. When someone repeatedly answers your expression of concern or feelings by just dismissively telling you “how it is,” even…
Most People Don't Want to Shape Reality Most people don’t want to shape reality. They don’t want to be engaged with reality. They want to be a guest on the anesthetized amusement park ride. That way, no one can ever blame you for anything, and you don’t need to take responsibility for anything. “The government” and “society” to them is a magic force that just takes care of everything. It’s their God. These folks get annoyed when someone starts asking about the ride, and if…
Dealing With a Damaged Person You have no shape but you're not beautiful like water you're definitely soft but in the same sense as a tumor You feed on the honest because they've presented themselves directly You prefer the shadows, and a projector playing reel after reel of everything you know yourself to be but are too terrified to admit for fear that you would break down in total self-loathing hatred, and rejection. In a way, I almost feel sorry for you. But in the same…
110 Miles of Voluntary Running — #VolRun2022 Well, I got this idea. In the shower. That holy generator of ideas. After bonking on my last attempt at a 110-miler over the summer — I think largely for lack of purpose — I've got the notion now to ramble down the road on the same path (a course I never completed and spent hours upon hours researching and planning) from Niigata to Nagano, distributing a Japanese language pamphlet my wife and I wrote about Voluntaryism along the…
Without Peer-to-Peer Freedom, Crypto Is Just Surveillance Money There's a disturbing de-evolution happening in the world of crypto, and it finds its repulsive form in the legions of self-styled crypto zealots who still mouth the words "financial freedom" and "peer-to-peer," but have effectively given up on the same. Somewhere along the way they lost the plot — or more likely, never had it — and now are frothing at the mouth and rambling on and on in sycophantic fashion about…
Megumi Grace is all I ask for And nothing magic there In a world so full of pain With survival everywhere On sheets of lonely ocean My home so far away Did foreign tongues, abduct the young Or was there more to say? The venom will angle in To manipulate all truth But the snow falling so soft lies just on the roof Megumi I’m so sorry I don’t know what to say Where does it go, the time they stole And do you live today?