On this summer day, I would like to speak to you heart to heart.
I am at a crossroads. I think I know where I’m going to go.
There’re no saviors with political titles coming to save us from the fourth industrial revolution, no. No amount of words on the internet, no amount of condemnation of the villains of our respective “tribe” is going to stop the march of the digital control grid in practical terms. No amount of AI-generated, ego-watering digital sermons will protect us from harm or improve our lives. It’s a mirage and a lie.
The Titanic deck is the Titanic deck. We are here. We are on our own. It is only us, only courage, only togetherness, only honesty, only prayer, only earth, only water, only air, only soul.
I am more than a little disappointed in the high school rivalry atmosphere and vigorous elbow pushing amongst so many “dissident brands,” and my response to that is doing what I have always done when I outgrew my old home—rising up from the ashes, branching out, and buildi…
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