I think it's finally time.

I am not old, but I am OLDER.

I have seen things ... learned a little ... thought about a lot.

As a wise many once said, "I don't know anything ... but I have my suspicions."

And my suspicion is that life is too (un)important to continue as I have been. Clinging to the fiction that I have some kind of control. That if I do the "right" things at the "right" time the universe will respond reasonably ... while numbing my body and mind to get through the next hurdle.

And the next.

And the next.

Absurdity! Madness!

The truth that we all know but (speaking for myself) cannot consciously sustain, is that ultimately, it's all so much fear-based, mindless acquiescence to cultural programming.

And it's become readily apparent to me that acquiescence to this programming is not only creating the dumbest fucking human timeline ... it's much worse:

IT'S. FUCKING. MEANINGLESS.

And at the end of the day I have but one life (that I am aware of) and I'm sick of living it in service to this nonsense.

Je refuse.

So, I'm bringing on my "Why the fuck NOT?" era.

Why. The. Fuck. Not?