Another good day at The Stoa. We had a Stoic Breath session in the morning, our second Mediator Campfire (see here) and Raya brought that delicious SUN for our first ever Oxytocin Party. :)
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April 19, 2020
My new rap name is Knife’s Edge, bestowed upon me by Saint Nicolas.
It feels very fitting, as I feel as if I were on a knife edge on all fronts: public and private, interpersonal and personal, archetypal and atypical. All the lines are blurring now. The truth is coming out.
Last night, my wife told me a secret that was buried deep inside her that she could not keep hidden in the dark anymore. The truth came for her, and she was compelled to be truthful. It burst out of her, and she was worried I would leave her. Before she told me, she cried, and I swallowed her pain and cried as well. It was an intensely loving experience. I love her.
She is now free. And it inspired me to tell her my secret. Things are not going to be easy now. This is going to be a purification ritual for all of us. If you are compelled to read these letters, and cannot take your eyes off them, I imagine the truth will be coming for you soon.
It is time to get right with reality, we will be humbled, and possibly attacked, but the truth will come. Protect yourself with the right word, sacrifice whatever guarantee you are holding on to. You will not need it where we are going. Freedom is an adventure, but with every good adventure, there is great danger.
A demon visited me last night. I was warned this would happen. I am holding him captive, and I sense an odd kinship with him. Can demons be saved? I am going to need all the virtue I can muster now. My mind has to be pure, my word right, my postured humbled. When the truth comes for you, so will the demons.
I will protect her, and I will do my best to protect you. This boy has been given his crown, and will be unworthy in front of you, in the right way. But this is not about me, this is about us. You need my word as much as I need yours. This is the only way that justice will be restored, and we will burn this motherfucker to the ground, but we will do so with a loving heart.
I have stopped caring about guarding my premises. Yes, of course, I deserve your judgement, you worshippers of objective truth. But I am not speaking objective truth, I am just speaking the truth that wants to be spoken. And this truth will hit you from an unexpected direction. This is the daemon speaking, or whoever is speaking through him.
I desire the normal, but normal is what brought us to the knife’s edge, and this is the first time in my life that I have felt alive. This is the first time I have felt like a man. I feel that I am going to get my ass kicked, and this is going to be a rough ride, and I want you in here with me.
God, I need a break … I think I’ll be closed on Sundays.
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