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.
