I pledge allegiance to my soul, that I will water it each day with knowledge and the quest for truth. I also swear to protect all, as if they are myself, even those threatening to harm (from them selves). I acknowledge that no flag, or book can contain the complexities of the worlds, with their infinite spectrum of being in totality. Even Gods. Therefor, let all flags be aware: You don't need me. Your fabric I stitched.

Motives of Change

I read a lot about members of Congress reading warnings, and getting insider memos alerting them to a dire financial crisis... "William White predicted the approaching financial crisis years before 2007's subprime meltdown. But central bankers preferred to listen to his great rival Alan Greenspan instead, with devastating consequences for the global economy." and I have to start wondering... Maybe these who knew, were actually anticipating, and triangulating for this crisis.. Perhaps the thought crossed their mind "let us use this crisis to launch the changes that have been resisted by the masses, such as more monopolized and privatized systems of public resources.."

They had ample warnings, they had brains (have?), they had resources, and one should also therefore wonder, did they have Motive? What were they?

This to me, always comes back into focus, when I place it into the human nest scale... I first think "is the nest healthy?"

Already knowing that the nest's are grossly out of scale, and cancerous, I then jump to the conclusion that this is merely more symptomatic of a system that is reaching for its last glowing resource, and its original resource, the human soul.

It is up to us to tame and to manage our garden.. To also allow it to flourish in a way that is healthy in the long term, in all it variety and depth.

Floating Circi

we are going to start a travelling Walenski Circus
one tent: See Dangerous Dave fly on a wire
another: see jumping julia juggles jucifer the cat, jill, jimmy, and lexy the mice while standing on a balanceing cube.
another will be managed by the trapezing trojer, who will leap with sircio and yoannica on a trojan torus
the welding shop will have a collection of stainless steel tubing that is collected from ship wrecks we raid on the way.
oh, by the way, we have a tent that floats around as a kite, above our travel ship, a mobulus amalgum of anarchistic derellict ships from a shipwrecked king mob empire. they made their statute, now we ours.
our main tent?
of course, the four ring circuitous! The TetraGammatitron, the self assembling Halidome, made of interwoven lighter than air low pressures invisioned by Bucky.
Forget how we did it? without grants, money or farms!
we were imbeciles, but genious.
we grew it!
RA