Dreamers

Dreamers are Asleep

You know, as I get older, I keep losing my dreamers.  They used to be all around me but now they're gone.  My people are still around me but many of them can't really imagine themselves as superheroes anymore.  As the person who's gonna change it all and save the world.

Naively, that's me - a motherfucking superhero.

I mean, I've had my doubts about who I am many times.  But the more I think about it, the more I realize who I am and what I'm supposed to do.  I'm supposed to get fucked up occasionally and occasionally fuck up but mostly, I'm supposed to change the world.

I have another consistent dreamer in my life.  He's in the inner circle, you know?  He's a motherfucking superhero too.  Oh, don't get it wrong... I'm surrounded by superheroes in my world, it's just that most of em don't realize it.

When we were kids, we were all superheroes though - and we all knew it.  We knew we would be the hero, or the princess, or just rich as fuck or whatever our dreams sold us on.  We just knew it.  And, we lived in those worlds.  We inhabited a space in our mind where when we walked onto a subway car, people knew they were seeing royalty.  The coolest fucking people on the planet just stepped in - what, you didn't know?  Meaning, nothing was going to stop us.  

But what's this?  A beautiful scent?

You can break hearts and manipulate minds...

Like the scent trail that picks up Pepe Le Pew in the cartoons and carries him aloft to follow it, Superheroes become guided by the influences of their history and biology instead of their capacity for heroism.  Driving in reverse to relive your past is guaranteed to be an anchor on your capacity to grow and transcend.  It's gonna pull you down.  But keep your history and biology close to your heart... nah, fuck that - they are my heart.  My biology and history built my mind and my body and my heart.  I don't need to keep it in mind - it is me - it is my mind.  So, with that clear, who's me?  Or better yet, who's the me that those things might allow me to be?  What's my greatest potential?  Who's the motherfucking superhero?  My history and biology will dictate the flavor of that superhero and that's why they say you can't forget it.  Otherwise, here comes the anchor again.  Cuz believe me... it ain't all good in the history or biology box.  They have given me my powers but they have also given me my weaknesses.  They have informed my highest values and goals.  They would have me embody my most base instincts.  They are not just another scent trail to come along and capture me in a trance.  They are part of the process that is me and those scent trails are a motherfucking distraction.  They are the quick and dirty solutions to your hunger and they are actually illusions that will ultimately degrade you.  The wheel spins under the hamster's foot but she goes nowhere.

When will we learn?  Oh... when we're forced to stay home.  With our thoughts.  With our media.  

Corona virus - this shit is real!

We lost some in there.  Not just because of the virus but down the wrong rabbit hole in the algorithm.  Q-Anon and such, seeking flashing lights instead of enduring beacons.  Ignoring freely floating digitized wisdom to chase the scent trail of a petty amusement or a bias re-enforcing serving of media red meat.  It's not like the good stuff wasn't there.  But the AI is powerful and most of us went in blind.  Way more powerful than the human mind's capacity to make choices.  We only make choices based on the endless thought loops playing in our minds, created by our experiences.  I mean, you didn't choose your DNA, your parents, your childhood environment, your siblings or lack of siblings, your elementary school or any of that.  So, you didn't choose the thought loops inspired by these conditions that still reside in your head?  No, you didn't.  So, letting them run the show is the ultimate act of submission to conditions.  Those thought loops make all the decisions... by default.  AI out there is using the clicks and likes and websites and searches you put out there to decide what your loops are all about.  And like two recordings that have synced up perfectly or two cars side by side going the same speed - the AI aligns itself with you.  It just figures out one of your loops and tries to "yes" it all day and feed it whatever it wants.  Consider the story of the child asking his grandfather about the two wolves that live within him.  One represents goodness, kindness, braver, love, etc. while the other represents greed and hatred and fear and such.  Which one will win?  The grandfather replies: The one you feed.

That's what some of us figured out.  Superheroes figured that shit out and it's about to change time and space.

If you kept your old identity, it would be harder but there are tricks for shaking your identity.  But not a problem - you can power your way through too.  You make some decisions about who you want to be.  I mean, meditate.  Write in a journal.  Deeply reflect.  Look in the fucking mirror... like that type of decision making.  And be prepared to make that a regular habit because the AI will change and you need to adapt to it if you want to use the tools and be a motherfucking superhero.

Once you have that vision of your future self with the best parts of you amplified and the worst parts of you subdued, you start training the AI.  Even if you hate the shit.  It won't matter.  You won't for long.  The AI is trained to find what you like.  And, as long as you don't fall into the rabbit hole of videos, music, and such that will make you regress, it will eventually find entry points for you.  That's what it's trained to do.  You just start searching for things that represent your best self.  The music.  The writing.  The YouTube videos.  The TicTocs, the Snaps, all of it.  You are building a new digital person that will both merge with you online and seep into you IRL....

The move...

You got that?  These motherfuckin superheroes figured out how to supercharge their efforts to become better versions of themselves.  And those of us on this journey may not have every detail exactly right - but the broad strokes are obvious.  Embody love.  Embody patience.  Promote well being for ones self and others.  Let new experiences expand your life and open new doors.  Grow deep roots to find the nutrition below all the noise and reach up to the sky to open yourself to life and light.  Know that you will fade... but for now, live your life... as a motherfucking superhero.

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