The Northern 📍

  They’re Enslaving Us Through Debt.      You’re running out of time. Things are deteriorating at speeds hardly seen before. We the people, are being crushed by an invisible force. A devastation like no other. An evil, which has been responsible for the death of hundreds of millions of people around the world.   We need to wake up, fast.      I dream of being the one to save us. I dream of rising up, and overthrowing the terrible fate which awaits us all, should we remain still. And yet, the forces are too great for one man alone to conquer them. The evil, which has ran its way through world history like that of a cancer, is coming for us all. Yet no matter my efforts, no matter how loud I shout- the world remains asleep. Perhaps that is why we are called sheeple, after all.      What was it you used to do, when you were a child? What was the activity which you could immerse yourself in completely, and completely lose track of time?...

If you know, what it means, to find your dreams come true.        I honestly do wonder, every single day. Every single waking second. From first light, peering into my half-shut eyelids. To the old familiar darkness of the long nights ahead. The never-ending decay of society and time around us, as the chaos continues to dance into the end.        I do wonder, if you know what it means to find your dreams come true. Because as of right here, as of right now- I do not.        I know now what it is that my dreams are chasing. I do not know what it is that my soul yearns for. As I sit in bed, starring into the ceiling, lost in the void. Shouting into the abyss, with nobody else around to hear me scream. Fighting violently against all the rage within me, trying my best to keep it together for just one more night. I do not know what it is that my dreams are trying to achieve through me. And at this point, I’m getting afraid that...

  Spring Forward.      How do you know when it’s time to pack your bags and go? How can you know when you’ve worn out your welcome, and the time to leave has arrived? How can you feel it, deep inside your soul, when the future is calling- not knowing what awaits outside of the door?      Progress is inevitable. The clock keeps ticking life away, regardless of if you’re paying attention or not. The sands wait for no man.        Why should they? Why should life revolve solely around you? The world doesn’t owe you anything. It doesn’t bend at the mercy of your own will. The truth is- You’re irrelevant. Another name on a long, long list of billions who have came before, and who will come next. A never-ending story of humanity, constantly pushing forward chasing something we cannot quite grasp. ✶      Every man wishes to play God, to a certain degree. To sit here, and say that I have never thought of it, would be a lie. I’...

Every. Single. Day.      Do you want it? Are you willing to show up? Every single day?        It seems like an easy question. It seems like something you hear, all the time. However, putting it into practice is a different animal within itself. The ability to truly want whatever it is you are attracting, and willing to sacrifice hours of your life towards obtaining it. The true cost of opportunity, as the world around you continues to turn.      Showing up every single day is a concept that most do not seem to grasp. Most simply believe it means arriving at your destination, and being in the same place as per usual. To show up to your office, sit down in your cubicle, and pat yourself on the back for making it in to work on time. To be able to say that you’ve been present and on time for 5 days of the week, and that you deserve a weekend off to celebrate your mediocrity. That you’ve somehow managed to earn free time as a reward for your ...

  How Do You Own Disorder?      Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep. That is where the answers lie. Between the light and darkness. Between the chaos and peace. Make no mistake, we are in it. We are on the verge of tipping the scales towards things never seen before.        Reality is crazier than any written fiction. Fiction requires itself to make sense. Reality does not. Many do not realize this quite yet, however more and more people are slowly waking up. They are beginning to see that things clearly are not adding up. That no matter where they turn, there is artificially-orchestrated outrage. That the entire world seems to be acting upon some external force. That the strings which have held us together for so long, are all being un-spun. I wish it were not so, however there is not much I can do. I am but a man, sitting here on my computer, typing words into oblivion. I pray that my works may one day even save those who come next, l...

  The Start.      Finding a path to move forward on can be one of the best ways to begin. A ship with a favourable wind, helps it reach its destination. The ability to have guidance and direction, in a world full of noise, is a beautiful gift to say the least.      Helping others and being of service is one of the greatest ways to give back to humanity. The ability to work at something, to help others, will be the beginning of a better world. We all make choices in this life which help lead to the increase or demise of the planet. From what we eat, to how we speak. From what we chase, to what we ignore. Our impact here on Earth and society are greater than we can ever possibly imagine. We are powerful beyond measure.      Creating change can be difficult. Change is a habit which is tough to break. However, it is not impossible. Finding a will and a passion for the direction in which we are headed is the best way to unlock the power withi...