shifting paradigms

oftentimes i simply sit and listen to the world falling down around me.

as the patriarchy crumbles, those who have known power in their hands at the expense of another will grasp harder at the only thing they know, their notion of freedom which can only be had by oppressing another.

this colonial system was never meant to serve the masses of humanity, it was built to serve a few, and those few are most certainly not me or you.

and in these times, as the bricks of colonial capitalism come crashing at our feet, it is not a time to feel defeated.

it is an opportunity to rise into sovereignty, of body, mind & spirit.

it is a pathway lit only by the light that emanates from within, the source of true power that holds no losses over someone else’s win.

when we finally see beyond these layers of propaganda, we can recognize our power within.

we take our time and use it wisely to reconnect to our roots, to know again what it means to self direct.

we remember the honour we hold as sacred guardians of these lands, a responsibility shared by all who walk this earth.

we simplify and slow down, for this fast paced money world is a facade and run by clowns.

opt out. rise up. share skills & resources and do what you can to wash the mind of scarcity and instead witness the abundance that surrounds.

align.

reevaluate.

seek to know the truth.

this made up madness of a circus is unravelling before our eyes, it’s time we gathered together and bid farewell to its demise.

take pause, breathe deep, and remember, we will sow and then we will reap.

plant seeds for tomorrow, and rejoice amidst the sorrow.

have faith that grief brings evolution in the depths of our own souls, a perfectly timed potent reminder, this world is much more than we’ve e been shown or told.

take pride in imagination for it sets the stage anew.

we’ve got this, yes, we most certainly do.