Changing Times, Culmination

Here is a note paying word tribute to such related concepts as *change* ... transition, evolution, development, metamorphosis... to exchange a previous self for a future self, over time.  "Weird."  Cuz who are you?  Do you know?  Does anyone know?  I saw this quote by Alan Watts - he said "you are under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago!"  I love this.  Not that I change that much.  Nahhh not really.

It seems as though the real trick is not to know who you are, so much as to find apt reflection from friends and followers who believe that they know.  Who you are.  Who Are you!  who hoo, who hoo.

Let's take the "crisis" out of "identity crisis" okay?  Here's the thing: you don't know who you are, because you are part of a bigger movement that doesn't know what IT IS.  Right?  We're all just figuring it out.  And... we're getting closer.

But yes.  Relish those things that continue to resonate with a lost frequency of goodness within you or your tribal proxy.  Feel good when your favorite tune plays over the radio in some store.  Feel good when someone post something that your were just thinking about!  Feel good when the season feels like, not like a weird phenomenon that was forced on you, but like part of your story.  We don't have to be the same.  But we are parallel, aren't we?  And one of these times, those tracks are going to harmonize.

You know who you are.  You are a streak of dynamic individuality in your own sky.  One of these days, you'll disappear completely - and be replaced by a phalanx of sympathetic extensions.  This new generation will not mock you.  They will recreate your intentions, or that of your source zeitgeist, with integrity... and with prophecy.  There is so much truth to be had in the nearly immediate future.  Don't even worry about "self."  It is the big Self that we are all together with, that is developing.

And your ego will get yours.  Because together, we are a super-ego.  We are the strengths of one another combined into a symphony of soup.  We are the superpowers that assent to combinatorial and culminating coolness.  Merely wonderous wonderful-ness.  You'll see!  It'll be great!  We're pawns in a game of checkers!  And there's safety in numbers.  Power to the people.  Power to the proletariat.  We can get it done, and we don't need THE SYSTEM.  We have each other.  We have techno-morphology and a will to be different.  We have one another.  

And the crunching powers of boredom vs. the overwhelming truth of the astronomical unlikelihood of your very existence in this, the most poignant time in human history to date!  Don't be bored.  take mystery and make truth.

Okay that's all for now.  Be awesome.