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life is a playground

and the blockchain is an excuse

↑ that's the energy that i feel inside me right now ↑

TL;DR: @schmrdty.eth and @aaronvick.eth, you just were refunded for your 6 and 2 month subscriptions to "through the arc". you can still claim a small percentage of the rewards if you wish, that's up to you. thank you for your trust.

launching an hypersub was an experiment. an important one.

i am an avid learner.

i need to do things in order to experience what they bring into my awareness, and through that, witness how i personally relate to them.

and as a consequence of that process: learn about myself.

i'm the most selfish mfer you'll find out there, because everything i do is just an excuse to deepen the process of self inquiry that happens inside me every second of my existence.

who am i?

and i only walk towards the actual experience of the answer of that question by putting myself in new situations.

and observing what arises. through my body. in my mind.

and how aligned my spirit is with them.

if there is something that i came to the earth to do, it is to experience the wide array of emotions and sensations that being human brings.

that happens by experimenting. exploring.

and after seeing what this has brought into myself in this week, i am able to say: this is not for me.

i'm not able to keep up with another thing on my plate.

i'm not able to commit to deliver what i want in a way that makes me feel proud of myself.

and the part of me that craves for self love needs to start honoring that, in order to actually experience that love.

from the inside out.

these words are how i establish a proper boundary and do that.

that all being said, i want to leave you with some personal recommendations that have transformed my life. perhaps there is some value in them for you.


Being There [1979]


the presence process - michael brown


shantaram - gregory david roberts




planetary unfolding - michael stearns [1981]


I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

may your life be filled with peace and joy. i will be out there. exploring. experimenting. and bringing myself into life with as much intention as i can.

every fucking day.

thank you 🙏🏻


jp-ing · 04 junio 2024 · 14:35 pm

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