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RE: Nokkelen : The Key is to Know Yourself

"spit in other people's mouths."
Oh, how taste and intellect are two different things.

Semantics is always interesting, as is cultural upbringing and privilege.

Anyone who's made hundreds of millions of dollars and holds no direct mission to invest 99% of it into the social infrastructure outside of the digital world, is toxic to the larger system. Hanging out with cancer can have its benefits when the host holds substance you crave. The vultures circle the hunt of the pride.

Anthropological context dictates that what is happening, that this platform we contribute to, is just another iteration of an age old plot for power among those that already taste it.

This discussion is what I joined for. Engaging with people to discuss the realities of the path forward. There is no monetary value to that. Money is an illusion created to maintain the hierarchy of the lust driven.

Consider the ideological structure of the non-profit. Never divest, everything is always for the cause and strickly to achieve the social goal. It fails in the "economic model" to provide profit. It is actually a profit system. It creates social/communal profit, the only true profit.

For-profit private business functions on the ideology of sociological musings of the oldest type. There is no profit though. There are some "minnows" that swim against the current, but gravity flows down hill. Skim the cream and let the rest trickle down.

Renewable energy is a plaque on the market. The transition is painful and the potential for investment wanes as green energy pushes the wholesale price down. "investment."

What a joke.

How can it not all be so self-evident?

Enjoy the jungle. It's beautiful. Enjoy music. It's the lifeblood of the world. Enjoy sustenance. Growing healthy food where it's meant to naturally flourish is a marvel of life.

"You want to teach but not be taught. I want to sell but not be bought." How do we possibly parse out kindness from the complex tissue of a greed stricken beast that flails in its throes?

I imagine this platform completely hijacked in a swift movement of collective intelligence. Education. Khan academy style. People paid to be students in a true investment model of life.

Colorful cereal boxes sell sugar and slavery. The taste is so sweet on the tongue of the innocently self-destructive child. Nothing to "spit into people's mouths," but something to say, 'come try this!'

The kool-aid goes down smoothly.

I know that you hold the intelligence to see past the failure.

The transition is painful. The hold is tight. I struggle to breathe in the grasp of those that claim they have no hold on me. We all do. The worst of all is the self-denial of the perpetrator.

I surrender. I am the problem and the solution. We are all me, as I am all.

Knowledge. Education. Wisdom.
The key is to know yourself.
Self.
Everything.
One.