What is FARMARCHISM? Our antidote to govern-ment

December 4, 2023

Received an email today from my local city government. Something about a new “service” for landlords, to keep track of fees and inspections. In other words, supposedly a more streamlined way to figure out who owes what to whom and when.

Oh? And just how many new employees were hired to figure this out? How far did one department expand with this one new service? How much did it increase local taxes?

How big will even “local” govern-ment (govern the mind) get?

I’d like to say, in response to today’s email, following Elon’s lead, FUCK OFF!

In case you haven’t yet seen the best five minutes in video history, here it is:

This is one of the most extraordinary 5-minute clips I’ve ever seen on this app. An epoch-making exchange. pic.twitter.com/DbAFF5MkWD

— Joel Berry (@JoelWBerry) November 30, 2023

I’ve long lived by the motto: “Live below money, as far as possible.” Below money; in the nitty-gritty land of human-to-human exchanges, mutual generosity, cooperation, in concert with mother nature, our teacher.

Yes! Let us learn from her trees!

 

 

 

 

Early December 2023, Reflections: We Are In A Fight for the Human Spirit

December 3, 2023

 

Early December. Grey, humid, cold; bare ruined choirs . . . yuk! As is my wont, I always seek to balance the opposites. So too here.

Two little findings from this morning on Telegram perk me up. (Unfortunately, can’t embed them here. You’ll have to join Telegram, if you haven’t already.)

Reflecting on them, I ponder the intense, indomitable creativity of the human spirit. Putting a bird’s dance to music . . .

https://t.me/davidavocadowolfe/113981

And then there’s this one. So complicated, and so obvious, that I have trouble describing it. And how in hell did it get composed? I have absolutely no idea.

https://t.me/davidavocadowolfe/113977

Please remember, as we exit 2023 and head into 2024 and the remainder of this turning point decade: We are in a fight for the human spirit. The evil ones are determined to win, to crush our spirit.

But, as Elon said about former advertisers on X determined to blackmail him. “FUCK YOURSELF. JUST. GO. FUCK. YOURSELF! Am I clear? I hope so.”

Let us cultivate that same spirit which simmers, down deep, inside every single one of us.

Let us pour ourselves, our immense creativity, choosing, moment by moment, infinitely expressive, exuberant LOVE over cowardly, cowering F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real).

Our goal? Full-on aliveness.

Time to get off the couch.

 

 

NO.