Better Than Overpriced Hipster Rehabs: A Mantra for the Tortured Soul of the Silicon Valley
As long as you keep running around trying to be a better messiah, you will continue to disrupt what needs to be loved.
As long as you keep running around trying to be a better messiah, you will continue to disrupt what needs to be loved.
May there be no roots, only Holy Innovation. May there be no responsibility, only Holy Disruption.
Reality is about love. We don’t have to spread somebody else’s virus any further, it’s up to each of us to take the responsibility and break the cycle. It’s a big cycle, it will probably take all of us to break different parts of it – together, with love.
Everybody likes to be in charge of the machine, and nobody likes to be used as fuel. When we fight about values, we fight for who gets to be in the cushiony seat of the machine operator and who gets to be the judge.
The planet has everything for people to sustain themselves. But, violence. But, money. But, fear of going hungry, fear of pissing off the gatekeepers, fear of shame, poverty, and unlove.
Birch trees grew in Russia long before communism, and people lived well off the generosity of the land long before America. The ‘nature-to-flag transformation’ is happening over here, too, served to the beautiful, strong people with good hearts.
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