What is my personal modus operandum for writing? I was never enamored by our material human order. I was raised to believe that life, roughly speaking, was about internal spiritual qualities, and that the material world was a finite (less real) distraction in the grand scheme. Living this spiritual life to its fullest was largely about seeing through the material apparition. I have since lost the
dogmas of that faith, but it is comfortable for me to reduce the seemingly complex down to the simple because I am used to dismissing the biases of our material culture. I have disrobed from my entire worldview twice, once from religion, and once from culture, each time having to observe the world a virgin again through a new paradigm. As painful as this ongoing process can be, it is an awakening, an empowering, and there is no desire to go back. Any philosophy of life that takes as an unquestioned presumption that the world was made for mankind, and mankind was made to rule over it, leads us to enact a conquest over nature, rather than enact our designated place as a member of this community of life that, by the way, sustains us all symbiotically. Who’s ruling who? A false premise can and does lead to self-destruction; not my rules. If I have value as a writer, it is my propensity to demystify or “unplug from” the cultural norm inasmuch as it has strayed from the natural order (i.e. reality). I sometimes refer to myself as a detached observer, that might resemble the hypothetical alien scientist studying humanity, because I have little attachment to this human system. If I were to call myself a modern hippie, it may provide some context, but I prefer the term naturalist if that were a thing. I also cannot deny exposure to privileged information. In a culture so counter to our own environment, there is empowerment in simply acknowledging the natural, scientifically-discovered order by which we live because it is so forgotten, and yet so inevitably reliable, it’s a wonder no one sees it. Not everyone is so unplugged, and that is fine, but I’m compelled to report from the rabbit holes that I’ve explored for miles now, if for no other reason than to influence culture for our own good. I aim to process the topics of every day events and summarize their implications in a way that clarifies. I am no author of fat. I have no talent in conveying aesthetic abstractions with my words. I only question and write the meat of what I see. I am a describer, not a creator. This is dedicated to the wide-open exchange of curiosities across the world for a collectively better understanding of reality.
