I firmly believe that what is happening at Standing Rock is the beginning of a global movement of not only resistance against antiquated systems of civilization (namely fossil fuels) but more importantly a movement FOR the Earth. 

I've been writing a fictitious book on the healing of Hitler for years. Why? Because I have a disdain for how we treat 'monsters'; how we demonize individuals and use them as a collective scapegoat for our unprocessed fears and sufferings and our great denial of the deep psychopathy at work in our collective.

For what ye need to mend,
When all that breaks only bends…

As we cross the somber threshold into Autumn, into THE FALL, we are right to feel a tingling of danger crawling on our skin. The days become drenched in descending density--heavy rains, moist air thick with the fragrance of decaying leaves, the bluster of cooling winds, initially all a seeming and rude offence to the luminous levity of summer that seemed only a moment ago. 

Tomorrow I leave for Europe (Austria & Germany) specifically to return to spaces and places I ventured to on my tour last year with some beautiful new expansions. On one hand, I'm sad to miss out on the last bastion of what has been perhaps the most fulfilling summer of my existence thus far. The perpetual state of overwhelment has gripped many of us; it's as if a great tidal way of consciousness is roaring into new heights yet has not crashed to shore.

We are not roused
That’s so much of the problem
And so a scarcity of initiation to understand what the fuck is going on inside the soul
Why my rage