Really we’re the room, the person holding the flashlight, the flashlight, the light, the darkness AND the bullshit.

People tell themselves stories about their quest for consciousness, awakening, enlightenment, ego-transcendence or what have you because the mind needs to make up stories when it’s trying to believe something that is not real.

Real things don’t require stories, or elaboration. They don’t require me to go out and preach about them. The truth doesn’t need defending… how presumptuous!!! That the truth is so fragile and weak a thing that it needs ME as its defender… as if it would suddenly disappear or be effaced forever just because I wasn’t around to protect it… to somehow SHOW it to others, when it’s in plain sight?

Fuck that…

Awareness for me has become only that which I know I am not aware of: and that’s plenty. The further I genuinely sought consciousness, the further I found unconsciousness. The more sight I sought, the more sight I lost.

When I tried to destroy myself, my idea of myself that is, I became boring. How foolish of me to have an idea that I had an idea of myself: I had no idea… I -HAVE- no idea. I can have none, ever.

I am an impenetrable shadow. My power is invisibility. I know that I do not know, and that not knowing is more honest and more trustworthy than any answer to any question that any one has ever uttered.

If the truth is so hard to know, it is only because that is the nature of the universe. The nature of Nature: you cannot know it. It will play games with you. When you think you know, it moves, it runs off, it teases you. When you think you’ve figured out the plan, it will throw you off course. It teases you with order and rapes you with chaos.

I seek only life, as life seeks itself, longs for itself, uses all its tricks, all its forceful might to LIVE as unapologetically and as desperately as a supernova trying to escape the iron at its core threatening to devour it with an event horizon.

Now I seek Endarkenment. Now I am the occult. I live in a dark ecology and side only with the mystery, with the unknown… comfortably, with an age old friend. A friend I can depend on. My friend… forever.

We must tear down the prisons we have erected for ourselves around our hearts and spirits and we must consciously manifest a pattern at our very cores which will fan out and free this world from the disease and death our species has aligned itself with. To do this, we must see that the barriers between our inner world and our outer world are illusions and that our touch transcends even the ends of our fingertips and goes on to affect everything. Everything.

The natural world and the intelligence of the human dimension can and must be united so that a compassionate global society can begin to exist and affect an enlightened transformation. We chose now. The next step in the evolution of Life has been given to us. For all we know, this opportunity is unique the entire universe over. We could be the very first.

For better or for worse, design is the future of humankind. This responsibility is great and the stakes have never been higher. Psychotopography is the exploration and mapping of this relationship between the human mind and the future of our world. We will either explore this territory and chart this new frontier… or we will be annihilated.

The time has come to lift our eyes to the horizons of human potential. The time has come to crystallize a vision of collective awakening. The future of our people does not have a time limit. We are not planning a hundred years into the future. We are not speculating where we will be by the next millennium. We are adopting a time line that has no end. We are allowing our species to progress and evolve and grow and reach deeply into the mysteries and wonders of this universe forever more.

We represent the inevitable rise of a healthy and sustainable planetary civilization, and that time has absolutely, unquestionably now come.