The Philosophy of the Titanium Don
Explorations of Conscious Reality Creation, Mindfulness, Nontoxic Positivity, and More
The past has come and gone, and change is the only constant. One of the central tenets of the current American administration – if they have any genuine tenets to speak of – is to undo decades of progress. Environmental protections to ensure people have access to clean air and water? Fuck that, it cuts into corporate profits and economic growth. Equal rights for women, LGBTQA+, and people of color? Fuck that, the white men need their shining mediocrity to
Yes, because nobody else is in your head, heart, or soul. People spend endless amounts of time and money to understand things. Often, finding answers leads to stagnation because of one simple universal truth: Change is the one and only constant in the universe. Nothing, and I mean nothing at all, is static. Everything changes. Sometimes change occurs so quickly that you blink and it’s done. Other times, change is so glacially slow that no matter how hard you look
Each day you have is a new opportunity if you see it that way. Today is not yesterday. No matter what yesterday looked like or how it played out, today is a completely different and unique day. Maybe it’s just another day. That, however, is a matter of perspective. Whatever approach you choose to the day, whether you make conscious choices or live via rote and routine subconsciously, today is another day here. Like it or not, you will reach
I need to recognize and accept what I do, don’t, and can’t control. I’m trying to wrap my head around my own thoughts. Between what’s in my head and the information I take in from the world without, there’s a lot there to process. Lately, I’ve been feeling an increasing sense of disconnect. It’s like I’m present, doing my thing, but also drifting. Why? Because the state of the collective consciousness is so scattered and so uncertain, it’s hard to
What does it take to find and do the uncomfortable thing? The term comfort zone is a misnomer. That’s because what we call a comfort zone is often anything but comfortable. What it is, however, is familiar. Known. Maybe even vaguely understood. The truth is that a comfort zone is a place that you already know and have familiarity with. It takes shape in both literal and metaphoric terms. Literally, your comfort zone is where and who you are. It’s
Life/reality is never only one thing. This is one of the most convoluted, ridiculous times anyone could have imagined living in. After some 50 years of steady progress with inclusivity, diversity, environmental protections, expanding rights, and other milestones, here we are. In just 6 months, our so-called leaders have done truly surreal harm. It’s not just here in the United States, of course. Putin and his war in Ukraine, the insanity between Netanyahu’s government and Hamas and the Palestinians, it
This is not easy. I’m simply stunned by how bad Trump’s administration is. They seem hell-bent on undoing decades of progress in health, the environment, human rights, inclusivity, and anything else even remotely “woke” or liberal. We have one damned planet. Sure, go ahead, let’s go back to heavy smog choking our cities, killing our drinking water, and the rest. If it makes someone money, that’s far more important. I know this based on headlines I’ve read, and it’s sufficient
What if the divides between people are wholly artificial? Everywhere you turn, you’re shown an us vs them. We’re constantly bombarded by messages defining who is who, and both blatantly and subtly making one or the other the villain of the piece. Conservative vs liberal. Black vs white. Male vs female. Old vs young. Christian vs atheist. Palestinian vs Israeli. Native vs immigrant. Have vs have not. Us vs them. No matter the label you apply to any people, places,
A quest to create or find more chill, balance, and centering. Lately, I go from calm to irked like a high-performance car goes from zero to sixty. I recognize that there’s something in the collective consciousness eating away at my calm, my balance, my okay. Without a doubt, this is tied to the horribly unkind, uncompassionate, hateful, spiteful “people” in positions of power. When did it become okay to be outright rude, nasty, and disrespectful? The not-funny thing about this
Is there a reason for me to keep doing this? For my first-ever New Year’s Action, back in 2011/2012, I decided to embrace my desire to be a more prolific writer. My New Year’s Action was this: I would write a blog entry, once a week, every Wednesday. That was 707 weeks ago – 13.6 years. Every. Single. Wednesday. For more than 13 years. When I started exploring this idea for choosing my own way in life – Pathwalking –
