I build systems.
My life might be a chaos ship but it hinges on design; pre-thought systems that plan for chaos.

Beauty is the only truth.
I have made some questionable decisions prioritizing the above statement recently, and the investment keeps providing high returns. I suppose I consider myself an artist. Such an identity would justify and encourage living in pursuit of beauty at the deprioritization of other lives.

"Pluralism is the open-ended view, the multi-valued system, that refuses the intellectual simplification of reducing everything down to one or two, and insists on seeing, and valuing, everything that there is." _Ethical Slut

"No art is possible without a dance with death." _Vonnegut

"Everyone parts with everything eventually dear." _Time

Selfishness is required for sustained selflessness.

To send it results in getting there... most of the time.

I used to find freedom as a concept to be relatively abstract. I am learning more and more the true value of freedom in the American dream. The ability to drive to a desert and play. To create unrestricted.... by anything.
I believe Reno is one of many freedom-seekers' endpoint. Maybe one of the bigger gatherings of such people. The hazardous blend of desert and intellect lives there for the same reasons as the first burns. After the bay got too crowded, open desert becomes the answer, but an oasis with water and community is still desired.

"Perfect is something you never actually attain, it's something you search for. Once you reach it it's not perfect. You've lost it. It's gone."
"There's very little creativity - in anything."
_Thomas Keller (French Laundry) via Bourdain
"Perfect, like happy, tends to sneak up on you. Once you find it, it's gone."
_Anthony Bourdain

Respect and the economies of respect is one of the most important elements of the human experience.
What I respect and what I do not is an abstract delineation, but very real. I have begun to call this concept "style." There is a deliberate intellect in style sometimes, while others just have swagger in their soul.

"They are beyond fear because they are forever young - gods." _J Depp.

I fucking love Moment skis.

At times, the creative winds blow behind you, at other times they blow over you, at other times they blow against you or distract you. And often there is no wind at all.


































Why write this log?
Curiosity | Expression | Vulnerability | Connection

"I am losing precious days, I am degenerating into a machine for making money, I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must get into the mountains to learn the news." _Muir

This brings me to question how different the cogs of capitalism really are. Within the machine that is capitalism, I have been lucky to work for a revolutionary force. A small team of jedis on a mission to alter history. Maybe a line in the pages of history will look a little different, our socio-enviro forward force spinning counter the established destruction. A workday of hacking optimization, selling, LCD screens, technical efficiency. A work week. A year. A lifetime. 

"... one informs the other. I see the adventure as the tool which allows me to remain centred amidst my work in the world. In that way, it doesn’t as much feel like an escape but a critical component to my success as a birth keeper and activist, as well as a friend and lover. It’s the way I feed myself. I need months alone out there in this world of opportunity so I can come back and not feel trapped by the back sweat I need to put in so that I can be the instrument of change I want to be."
_Eliana Schiffer

A log broke my leg.
A phone call from nature.
She wants me back, and I want it too.
Hard, heavy, long nature.
We reunite.

"The very survival of the human race depends on our ability to surround ourselves with people who believe what we believe. Something remarkable happens. Trust emerges."_Simon Sinek
"You cannot form trust through the internet."

Shareholder Value
The Experiment Must Go On
Just Following Orders

Amazon | Life enriched cheapened by efficiency and convenience.
Tinder | The unsatiable human crave for mirror neurons.

My life is a movie.
You can't make this up.
The scenes.
The characters.
Now.

"My name is Gideon Black
I came to get my life back
But my life here came to no good
It ended in the hangman's hood

Here lies old Jack Snow
A meal for the for the peckin crow

My name is Elias Cole
I was tried by a drunken mob
For a shooting in the Jackal Saloon
I went swinging by the light of the moon"

Samhain.
Werewolves devour the night.
Ashwa filled with soul.

Here are my personal favourites from Hangtown + some from the nearby journey.






























 
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