☠️ Politeness Is the Most Accepted Form of Violence

11/21/2025 — Uncategorized

A social critique disguised as etiquette advice. Politeness is just aggression in a pressed shirt.It’s the language of domination dressed as civility — the way power keeps its hands clean while silencing the messy truth.We’ve built a culture where being “nice” is more important than being honest, and where “respectability” is the currency of obedience. …

🪷 The Gospel of Enough

11/07/2025 — Uncategorized

A sermon on refusing the cult of self-improvement. Salvation through satisfaction. Siddhartha Gotama wasn’t born enlightened.He was born comfortable.Silk sheets, servants, no suffering — a human terrarium built to protect him from reality.And then one day, he saw the truth: no one escapes pain.Not even the soft, the safe, or the rich. He didn’t sit …

Jubilation

10/31/2025 — Uncategorized

I was playing a game, minding my own digital chaos, when this kid — maybe fifteen, maybe ancient — says the word jubilation. And I stopped. Like—wait, what? Jubilation? Out loud? In public? You can’t just drop a cathedral of a word like that into the chat and keep moving like nothing happened. And everyone …

Commandment IV — Confusion Is Camouflage, Peel It Off; A Gospel of Clarity, Control, and Sacred Discomfort (For Those Who Mistake Fog for Safety)

10/31/2025 — essays

Confusion is never innocent. It isn’t always some little “oopsie” that happens when the world gets too complicated. Confusion can be engineered. It can be armor for the liar. Makeup on the corpse. Perfume for the rot. Think about the times you’ve been told “you just don’t understand.” That isn’t an explanation — it’s a …

📝 “You’re Already Enlightened, Dumbass (or how twenty years of yoga, meditation, and cosmic nonsense taught me nothing new except that enlightenment is just remembering you’re fine)”

10/25/2025 — self aware
Surreal collage of a meditating man in an office cubicle surrounded by glowing holy books, incense, and sticky notes reading ‘Remember You’re Fine,’ under fluorescent halo lights.

Time to read: The body to create ~330 million red cells I’ve been doing yoga since I was nineteen.Meditating since thirteen.I can fall in and out of trance like it’s a public pool. Walking meditation, seated meditation, eyes open, eyes closed, eyes half-lidded like a housecat.Yogic breathing, square breathing, breathwork in general.I can still my …

Commandment III — I’m Not Here to Be Soft. I’m Here to Be Sacred; A Ritual Manifesto on Boundaries as Holy Ground and the Divine Violence of Refusing to Shrink

“Mixed-media collage of a monk forging a glowing sword on an altar-anvil beneath a torn red banner reading ‘Soft ≠ Sacred,’ with small melting cherubs beside him.”

Everybody wants soft — soft edges, soft words, soft apologies. Soft keeps the peace. Soft sells. Soft makes sure no one gets their feelings bruised. But sacred isn’t soft. Sacred is steel — sharpened to a razor’s edge by Truth. It cuts you free from the bullshit you were born into. Being sacred doesn’t mean …

Commandment II — If It Needs to Die, Let It; A Funeral Sermon for Dead Versions of the Self, Ghosted Beliefs, and the Sacred Art of Letting Shit Go Without Guilt

10/17/2025 — commandments, essays
Surreal collage of a man staring into a casket where his reflection shows a decaying skull, as saints and a skeleton smoke beside a glowing red neon sign reading ‘LET IT DIE.’

Commandment II — If It Needs to Die, Let It We cling to so much bullshit. Jobs that eat us alive. Relationships that rot from the inside. Beliefs that served us once but now just sit there like moldy leftovers in the back of the fridge. You know the thing — the one you already …