Conscience Awakens Before Language.

It is sensed before it is named, and known before it is spoken.

The path forward of outright rebellion seems risky and shortsighted. I have a family. People rely on me. These are not weak realizations. After a well-thought-out, methodical life, it would be unreasonable to make decisions based on assumption or impulse, or on what we believe everyone else is currently doing. 

While most of the world views the world as memetic blue, it is largely oriented toward following rules and groupthink. They badger anyone who steps in, even if they sidestep some rules, to pressure them into compliance. Their belief is that if you are not complying, less will be, and the world will become less safe. But what we see is that the world is unsafe, and I am going to protect my little square of power while I still can. 

It’s a Republic if we can keep it. Why should anything else matter more? It’s not about the dog-and-pony show on the blue screen or the orchestrated world-fear events. The narratives make less and less sense until we recognize ourselves peering in at the few who protect the whole system while still adamantly griping at the madness we see. It’s the most broken system, nearly all are upset, yet many want it to stay upright to protect the very people it is consuming,

While terrible crimes against humanity go unprosecuted, the public is disregarded in favor of an international commercial system. How could it become this bad?

I assure you, the way back to being secure in a world this mad is available. Our version of the Republic comes alive when we do, when we learn how to govern ourselves fully. There is no need to submit to an unnamed fear that churns in the background.

When we walk awake and aligned, the fire burns bright enough to make the nerve negligible. It is as if the fear of protecting our rights no longer outweighs the fear of a dark, repetitive history of violence. And when we walk aligned, the path lights up. We are guided to the right people at the right time. We live hopeful, not fearful.

I poured myself into study because of my own experience with power and necessity. We are tagged, identified, and brought profit nearly from birth, often without direct benefit.

Before action, there must be language.
Before language, permission to think.