Our lives are primarily lived in reaction to cultures that co opt, despise, dominate, and abuse us. For profit. This, like war, is a luxury of self-abuse we must now learn to forego. We must establish vitally developmental interpersonal cultures which are not made in the image of some ideal or dogma or extrinsic paradigm of language. More intimate than families, and assembled for mutual benefit, adventure, revolution, and lifelong discovery. Compared to that, what we’re up to at the moment is like bathing in offal. So, here’s my simple suggestion that we stop pretending shit is heaven and get some experience of what we are like underneath the stories they buried us in. Together. With and for each other and our world.