The Generative Law

The Generative Law encompasses all 7 hermetic principle and is the true action to fundamentally making law of attraction happen. It can mislabeled as love, but the closer definition would be care or drive. It’s the generative function of the ambition it takes to allow the other 7 Principles to become. It is also known as the hidden law. The actual occult secret hidden throughout all the various mystery schools is the generative principal. ‘Generate what you care about’ is what people need to know that want to use Law of Attraction. People can generate a lot, attract just as much. Although if you don’t care enough to follow through with the drive, it can unfortunately lead to some rather unsavory consequences as a result. Imagine the vice versa scenario, being created only to be tossed aside. It would feel like a child getting tired of a toy. We play the roles of God’s when we utilize this concept. Which lies in the strength of wisdom and maturity. Ambition must be used wisely and genuinely care about what’s being attracted. Remember, you attracted it for a reason. Nurture and rear it, it will grow. Likewise loose ends are a common breeding ground for anxiety. The follow through is that magic moment. The continuation is the creation through evolution. The key to understanding resistance is knowing all Principles that follow The Generative Law correspondingly. For resistance exists once The Generative Law has taken place. It’s its own natural consequence. Hence why ambition and drive play major factors. There is work involved in the magic we create.

I. The Principle of Mentalism

“THE ALL IS MIND; The Universe is Mental.”

II. The Principle of Correspondence

“As above, so below; as below, so above.”

III. The Principle of Vibration

“Nothing rests; everything moves; everything vibrates.”

IV. The Principle of Polarity

“Everything is Dual; everything has poles; everything has its pair of opposites; like and unlike are the same; opposites are identical in nature, but different in degree; extremes meet; all truths are but half-truths; all paradoxes may be reconciled.”

V. The Principle of Rhythm

“Everything flows, out and in; everything has its tides; all things rise and fall; the pendulum-swing manifests in everything; the measure of the swing to the right is the measure of the swing to the left; rhythm compensates.”

VI. The Principle of Cause and Effect

“Every Cause has its Effect; every Effect has its Cause; everything happens according to Law; Chance is but a name for Law not recognized; there are many planes of causation, but nothing escapes the Law.”

VII. The Principle of Gender

“Gender is in everything; everything has its Masculine and Feminine Principles; Gender manifests on all planes.”

(8) The Generative Law*

Singularity to creation. The source of any creation that applies to the 7 Principles.

Existence of Now

Now is consistently the only everlasting moment. Not to exaggerate it with the idea of time as an illusion. That would be pure nonsense. We are indeed linear creatures by nature. Therefore this gives us the advantage, in any given now. Time allows us to have learned from the past, and to be proactive about a future. Any given future. By definition now is always one step before a future. A fleshy plane where past and future link. That is where we exist. It is proven, by what is known as life. And by living we create more past, to work on more future. Which happens now.

When Questioning Existence

Without questioning existence too much, understand we are here. Optimistically, we absolutely accept why. Pessimistically, we tend to doubt why. The answer to the question will not be found in the why, but rather the way. How we chose to exist. Whether optimistic or pessimistic, the way we choose to react and present ourselves ultimately has a larger impact than any of the why’s that came before. Worry not if you chose to be here, were chosen, or have a soul contract. Be here and aware now, not only present. This way difference’s can be made and people continue on living. Which is the everlasting point of being human and alive…

Testimony of Life

When and why did we stop preaching life? It would seem we like to preach death. Even the consequences after which. Yet, we rarely give praise to life itself. The most common person to give praise to life is someone whose life is spent. I refuse to become another statistic though. I will preach life and everything about living it, as long as I live. Not in fear of losing life, for that is always the ultimate outcome. But in regards to bringing hope back into the lives of those I touch. Ultimately endearing a better version of life in general. Manifest destiny if you will…

Paintbrush of Mind…

How to paint your own backdrop?

Start without landscaping so much to where one will have to crop.

Allowing all the people to better fully see.

What it is that is truly surrounding Thee.

For once people can see and think of one’s view.

They grasp a better concept of that which is ‘You’.

When painting that canvas, know to stay the centerpiece.

That way one doesn’t become lost in way too many feats.

Wins, loses, everything thought and done combined.

Anything that has made impact enough to stick around in the mind.

Those things happen outside that cropped frame.

That sometimes unfortunately make people appear insane.

If we understand this fact as a truth.

We can paint over the past all the way back to our youth.

Careful though, decide and know what to keep.

That way it doesn’t become a looping quest that you seek.

Understand you can always paint over what was once there.

Or you can even repaint it in a better way, with more gusto and flair.

Wants – Alan Watts + AFX (Electric Icarus Remix)

Analogue Philosophy Project: Alan Watts lecture mixed to 3 AFX Analord Tracks


“What do you want?”


Where’s Your Girlfriend?
Crying In Your Face

“Wants” (4th Kind Mix)

The Writing Backdrop

I hear the track, then see the light.

Before I can hear it, the train is in sight.

The whistle blows loud but, not as cold as the wind.

Not on a night 8 stories up, before the snow comes in.

The train passes, and a mighty gust blows.

This having an even louder sound after the train goes.

Noticing the winds cold upward ascent.

Where it will meet with warm air and its time will be spent.

For the heater goes hard and pumps away.

Keeping all that cold air at bay.

On what is known as a frigid November night.

Before actually deciding what to write.

Or was this really the writing task?

Guess that was the question I should’ve first asked.

This works for now and will still please the mind.

For I have used my words to inspire another kind.

Chasing A Dragon…

The cryptic force that inspires us all.

Things that make kingdoms crumble, and bridges fall.

Onsite to do what it takes.

For while in love, sometimes there are mistakes.

Those mistakes that leave a heart heavy with guilt.

For no one wants to damage any kind of love they’ve built.

Pushing onward we move, and forward we go.

Continuing the dance of this elaborate show.

Even when; mimed, gestured, spoken, or sung.

Immersing ourselves with the wonderful tones that have wrung.

Harmonizing, syncing, and afloat in the waves.

Of what is known as an Oxytocin induced haze.

Finding new ways of love that’s to come.

As each and every moment has begun.

The Compassion Application

“Nature hath given men one tongue but two ears, that we may hear from others twice as much as we speak.”

“For what else is tragedy than the portrayal in tragic verse of the sufferings of men who have attached high value to external things?”

“It is possible to learn the will of nature from the things in which we do not differ from each other.

For example, when someone else’s little boy breaks his cup we are ready to say, ‘It’s one of those things that just happen.’ Certainly, then, when your own cup is broken you should be just the way you were when the other person’s was broken.

Transfer the same idea to larger matters.

Someone else’s child is dead, or his wife.

There is no one would not say, ‘It’s the lot of a human being.’ But when one’s own dies, immediately it is, ‘Alas! Poor me!’ But we should have remembered how we feel when we hear of the same thing about others.” ~ Epictetus ~

Atomic Evolution Machine

Immunity for what we do and how we live.

Something accomplished even as a kid.

Never really an excuse.

More of a need or reason to have cut lose.

Instead we choose our lives and how to play.

Being what is known as Human molded clay.

Golems, Gods, and creatures to be.

Eternally known as what is living free.

Free to be a person and do what you do.

Free to express yourself and truly be you.

Remember though there is a cost at times.

For those situations where we’ve dropped the dime.

Where you have to pick it up and go at it again.

If you wish to successfully continue or truly win.

Often these changes happen on an atomic scale.

Not something for our eyes to unveil.

The minute changes that come with synchronicity.

The flawless urge of the ever present universe to be.

Seeds of Elysium ~ Electric Icarus Concept Album

Not an entire playlist like usual. Was feeling a concept album more appropriate. It is meant to be listened to start to finish. It has a specific flow. Clocks in as a 70 minute LP… Enjoy, happy Autumn to all!

Note: Made during the Total Lunar Eclipse.

Behind the Curtain…

I wrote you a song to sing with the birds.

Turned out all along, you knew most of the words.

Wooing and swooning ablaze, back and forth.

I couldn’t articulate, for what it’s worth.

Caught up in the amazing beauty and grace.

Afraid to be foolish, or make a disgrace.

Unwillingly naïve, yet so incredibly smart.

Allowing me to occasionally fumble the part.

For love is messy, true, and quick.

Regardless of its need to be everlasting, and stick.

Lingering in ways of nostalgia world views.

Existing to distract from the current versions of you.

Until one learns to apply, and still love what they know.

For then it can be incorporated into each individual’s show.

Worry not of the audience or its viewership.

Simply understand and establish yourself, before entering any relationship.

Loop of Time

Feeding on all that’s been done, and all that’s to become. Living in wake of the Oroboros true. Doing its infinite looping through and through. For all that we can see and know. Being actors in a grand show. Speaking, writing, moving around to be. Doing something we call ‘individuality.’ For with these days and nights as they go. Time tends to move differently, either fast or slow. Definitely a fixed thing of sorts. Rigid in nature, not allowing disruption or distorts. Speed is what it takes to go. Where past, future, and now’s flow. How we make our minds work is the trick. It’s more than taking time or doing something quick. It’s a frame, a state of mind. Something shared by all living kind. The fourth dimension as we know it true. For the third dimension is everything in front of you. Like a game, on a counsel we play. Universe works it’s time in the same way. Pausing as we sleep. So our checkpoints in lives we can keep. Saving and restarting day by day. These are the fragments that make up our history.

Living in Love…

I began when the Ocean kissed the Sky.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

I grew spending my youth,

desperately trying to explain the truth.

The one thing I know is we don’t really know why.

Certain things just happen and go by.

Taking time to judge and perceive.

Doing what we best think we need.

I know what it is that I seek.

That which is a life neither bleak, meek, or weak.

A life inspired to do what it takes.

And even knowing when to pump the breaks.

Deciding on my own accord what to do.

As each day passed me by too.

Living my life just and free.

Truly being myself by letting me be me.

Lungs to Gils and Back Again…

The underwater breath of life. An intake that hurts humans much like a knife. Filling the lungs with all that’s become. An infused universe created below the Sun. Pulled to and throw by ways of the Moon. Adapting each time to the new dance and swoon. Finding a new life and way to be. As having parted from sky to be with sea. An abyss exists in both forms true. While each still remaining mysterious to the other, leaving very little clue.

Nightmares Can Be Silenced With a Single Piano Chord, Scientists Discover : ScienceAlert

Added a links below for 10 & 30 minutes of C69 Piano Ambience… Enjoy, sleep well, and fight the nightmares anyway possible.


Introduction of the Jungian Mindscape…

“The years, of which I have spoken to you, when I pursued the inner images, were the most important time of my life. Everything else is to be derived from this. It began at that time, and the later details hardly matter anymore . My entire life consisted in collaborating what had burst forth from the unconsciousness and flooded me like enigmatic stream and threaten to break me. That was the stuff and material for more than only one life. Everything later was merely the outer classification, the scientific elaboration, and the integration into life. But the numinous beginning, which contained everything, was then.” – C.G Jung, 1957

Author Note Prior to ‘The Red Book’ aka ‘Liber Novus’

Fractals of Shattered Tears…

Taking and making. Binding and finding. All we are, and all that is to come. Divine light nature of Earth, Moon, and Sun. Tears of the celestial gods. Spawning life through chaotic odds. Dear to be alive. Envious for the dead, and all that dies. Time breaking ties. Even truth, deceit, and lies. Filling things of a void. Making the feeling of happy or annoyed. Being frank, candid, and clear. Always handling whatever is near. This is in the contract of life friends. That’s something everything has signed, until it ends. Do not dwell on worries or naught. For in the essence of all, it eventually becomes wrought. Part of living history and Now’s to come. As the cosmos do their dance, with each new Eon that’s begun.

Inner Eye of Abraxas…

The eye of Abraxas is cunning, vivid, and wild.
Sleeping away like an unborn child.
Waking never, only to dream our reality.
For the is the eye Abraxas uses to see.
In a godlike way, in a dreaming state, set to never wake.
Not in a lifetime of our kind.
Make no mention or pay piece of mind.
For when that day does finally come.
All will be anew and there will be another sleeping one.
One to slumber and dream away.
So reality can exist in the day by day.

Dogma Of The Woven Threads

The dogma of both materialism and mechanism formulate synchronicity. This can be seen as a way to refine the concept of material cause and effect, in order to explain things that don’t make sense within a strictly mechanistic world view. Like the crossing threads in a woven fabric. Synchronicity and causality interact constantly. With chains of cause and effect unfolding over time while synchronicity pulls them this way and that, in order to gather them into clusters of meaningful coincidence. – John Michael Greer (From random article that inspired the poem below)

Call it Tao or the Logos. I call it the pattern from a source that flows. I ask not the source, for that is nigh. It started somewhere in a human mind. Out of place, out of time. A context, no explanation why. More concept’s to make us wonder our mission. Fear not, have blind faith with conviction. Always ask more for addition. Ask who, what, where, why, and how. Once these questions start consciousness begins to form now. Careful how you take someone, this much true. People are people, some days we are blue. With one goal, one sight, and one piece of mind. Time to use this ability for what we really want to find…

Welcoming of Self…

Welcome and introduce the better version of the self. Aiding both the inner psyche and general health. This being the overall best kind of wealth. A righteous way to pass through each day. Finding new things in an exceedingly better way. Never letting things become dull, bleak, or gray. No more ignorance or blatant hypocrisy. Instead a new view and better way to see. Understanding how to become and what to be. No stretches of endless searches for hope. Nor sliding further down a slippery slope. Leaving absolutely no reason to even begin a mope. Instead trekking with courage, strength, and might. Continuing forward to obtain whatever is in sight. Living life with our God given right.

Tomahawks and Horns

Found this article in FB memories from one year ago. This being immediately after randomly deciding to read some previous unfinished works. I specifically chose one to pursue first. I began writing Tomahawks and Horns in Spring 2018. I am now considering a collaboration effort. Below is the original outline with Prologue. If this story interests anyone and they would like to collaborate let me know by leaving a comment.

Tomahawks & Horns:

The Cleaning of the Eclipse.

The Day of the Ships; an intro…

None saw them come in. They called them ships. Our mind’s eye could not conceive what had never been seen by man spirit. Even most animal spirits were immune to this un-noticing effect, except those of the water. Why I did not check the water that day I’ll never know, it is in the Mi’kmaq known spirit to attend to all things land and water. My job that day was to tend the dock… 

Walking through a rice paddy later that evening I got my first sight of them. They look so different, yet similar. Fiery red hair, Giant’s of stature and muscular strength. Bearded, terrible, scarred men. Women too, although they appear different? Some have hair as golden as the yellow Sun. Some have hair darker than a night with no Moon… 

“Are these Giants Gods?” I asked myself aloud accidentally, for I saw a group of giants appear with horns and weapons of a nature that I had never seen before. One speaks, It’s a strange tongue they speak. Not necessarily evil, just fast, unnatural, and very stern in nature. 

“Do I greet them?” I think to myself. Just as I am about to rise in the field I see something that completely changes things. One of the women. This one with dark red hair  “very natural Autumn looking, beautiful” I think just as THUNK! A Giant with Horns butts her in the gut with the blunt bottom of his weapon. “Are we to be collected or eradicated? How did they even get here?!? I must warn the others!” The young Mi’kmaq says aloud quietly to himself, as he runs off.

Far off in the tree line a warrior of great status with the Gods stares at a rice paddy and listens to the thoughts of a young Mi’kmaw man, confused and frightened. He sees him get up and run. He maintains his spot just long enough to make sure the Mi’kmaq is out of sight. Once gone he returns to his leader. He bows and asks to approach. He is waved forward. “Sir, I have news of the utmost importance. Where we are IS inhabited… but the thing is th-” The Giant on his throne silences him with the wave of a hand. On his throne he speaks putting sheer fright into the warrior. “What Color?!?” The warrior in shame hesitates then says “Golden.” 

From his throne he howls the loudest, most blood curdling howl that even the whole tribe of Mi’kmaw hears it. This happening just as the young man assigned to the docks shows up. He hears this too, looks back as a total lunar eclipse begins. Everything goes red, the heavens open up. It’s then that he knows and says aloud. “We have a long road ahead, filled with carnage and betrayal, but we shall overcome this threat as we always do. Time to start preparing”…

  1. The Lunar eclipse causes confusion in both invaders and defenders. Invaders take this as a Blessing when they see the crimson sky just after finding out about the natives of this land. All but one, the Throneed Giant. The Mi’kmaq know this as a sign in their favor all too well. 
  2. The Red Night is that of the cosmic Root Chakra being stable and grounding. Red Night Symbolizing: energy, action, confidence, courage, and change. The color was always known to bring passion and strength to relationships, life, and work for the Mi’kmaq. A good omen. Red Night Spiritually Effecting: stability, security, grounding, courage, action, physical and emotional survival.  
  3. Mi’kmaq have a Golden Energy/Aura, The Giants have White. Thus allowing Mi’kmaq to transfer, gain, control, harness, deliver in transiently, and most importantly steal. Something the Whites love to do. They possess a lot of the same properties as gold, but are still one tier down the ladder. 
  4. Gold uses White Energy to juggle, manipulate, strengthen, brighten, use, and can easily manipulate the abilities of all. They’re the only ones capable of stealing with no return. Yet even with this power they are known to be complacent and peaceful people. Completely connected to the planet. This intrigues the Throneed warrior, having never thought it possible, is compelled. He knows the stories and myths. He has to see this with his own eyes. He deeply desires something he can never have. Creating a megalomania of the unobtainable and unteachable.

Key Chapters

  1. Peaceful and kind they may be but fierce they become.
  2. Diplomacy is tried but Mi’kmaq are proud and powerful, refusing.
  3. White cannot attain what is now believed to be a myth. THEY were the myth to the Mi’kmaq.
  4. Confusion, betrayal, kindness, and humanity appear.
  5. Carnage begins.
  6. Powers unleashed
  7. Dethroned into the red. Sealed to a cloth rug in a sacred well during a Solar Eclipse for all eternity.
  8. Pick a side.
  9. Sides chosen
  10. One last betrayal
  11. Life moves on.


“Do not lose time on daily trivialities. Do not dwell on petty detail. For all of these things melt away and drift apart within the obscure traffic of time. Live well, and live broadly. You are alive and living now. Now is the envy of all of the dead.”

Journeying The Cosmos

For this next next task I ask you leave this place.

Enter with me now as we enjoy Space!

Inward toward our core.

Where we’ll meet with Sol for sure.

Beating heart of all warmth and light.

Always there even during nights.

There is no day or night here among this star.

For the light to dim we must go far.

Next is Mercury a messenger of sorts.

When in retrograde communications can distort.

Next is Venus with all the love.

The kind that’s felt below and above.

Next obviously being the Earth.

The place where our life took birth.

Next onto Mars with passion, desire, and fight.

Waging on ceaselessly with so much might.

Next we find Jupiter large and full of luck.

Like a kind father helping when stuck.

Next we see Saturn keeper of time.

Always there during youth, old age, and even a prime.

Next lies Neptune shroud in mystery.

Eventually unveiling and reveling past history.

Now ahead is Uranus full of chaos.

Always there when life feels a toss.

Finally far in the dark distance there’s Pluto to see.

Something that shaped all fundamentally.

Know off in the distance lies the always questioned Planet X.

Leaving people curious with it’s elliptical thousand year treks.

Thanks for journeying this part of the the Milky Way.

Hopefully this little trip brightened your day.

University of Life: Propaganda vs. Gorilla Marketing

Propaganda by current standards and measures is; “information, especially of a biased or misleading nature, used to promote or publicize a particular political cause or point of view.”

Propaganda implies the public is aware of what is considered non-conformist behavior. Which can cause a division among people. Allowed to be open where the public opinion holds more merit. Great examples outside politics would be the entertainment industry. We see propaganda so much in the headlines about things in the entertainment industry, that the entertainment industry has to create their own propaganda. And that’s to keep people guessing rather than figuring out what they, for practical business reasons are hiding.

Both are similar, unique techniques of marketing. Whether that be a product or oneself. Biggest difference is macro to micro.

Gorilla Marketing is defined as; “innovative, unconventional, and low-cost marketing techniques aimed at obtaining maximum exposure for a product.”

Moving onto what we can consider Gorilla Marketing. Immediately what comes to mind is direct mail campaigns. Seen this done on smaller scales too. Where to find out where each festival would be one had to follow all of the flyers. The easiest way to put this one, it’s the path of aggressively marketing through whatever means necessary. Could even place coupons in this category.

To bring this all together. How can these be applied to our individual lives? Well I begin with Propaganda which becomes applied to the Celebrity of Self. Regardless of how good or bad a person does in their lives, there is a certain level of propaganda that follows. Even if they move away from said propaganda. Basically as if they had too much tabloid attention. Which leads to more Gorilla Marketing. This can be considered the flair a person has, persona, lifestyle, belongings, essence. A person will do radical Gorilla Marketing when they are in distress, have recently moved, start up a new job, etc.

Damage of this norm by social media and the internet plays a massive role on this. Both sides are in a heightened or on a pedestal type state online. A highlight reel of good and bad, very little in-between. Honestly can’t think of any other time in history where people’s lives have been so known to one another. Nothing in recorded history to my knowledge.

Which brings about this paradox. If so much is known, why is Propaganda so common and Gorilla Marketing of the self so important? One can be considered Gossip 2.0 but what of the person who does market oneself online rigorously? Not even for reasoning, just doing so. Has the computer age caused specific personality disorders to flair up and appear only online? Something a person does to dissociate from who they were earlier and are in general to enter a specific online persona? A simplistic form of NPD. Outside the internet the narcissist is normal. Their narcissistic Jungian Shadow has been officially fed.

Before internet people didn’t have unlimited access to everyone, everywhere, at any time. What was once considered a wonderful idea for security purposes, has slowly seeped into the hands undeserving citizens and back alley criminals. People with malintent that is. The beauty is people can fix this now. Once a person becomes aware they never actually forget. Absent minded, occasionally. But hammer something in and it stays. Our recent bout with a pandemic showed this much.

Now is the time to retain who we are more than ever. It’s like high school without any of the cliques. Freshman at the Grand University of Life. Know your teachers, understand your peers, do your best. First impressions have already been made. No sense in trying to make a first impression daily. Consistency and tenacity are but two of the major factors in the Universal Plan.

Into Autumn – Playlist ~Electric Icarus Project~

The newest playlist in the collaborative series. Feel free to add what feels appropriate for the nature of the playlist. Enjoy!

Lingo of Life…

Living any life with too much down, worry, fear, or stress.

Well that’s definitely going to cause a lot of distress.

Though that’s not for the part of soul imprint that we leave to impress.


To overcome obstacles practical and through mystery.

Making the best and worst days of our personal lives into everyday history.

We do this all with the simple form of mundane intracity.


To continue on as so day by day.

Living our lives in many a various way.

Never knowing exactly which debts to pay.


For that which is known as a daily basis.

Of a common everyday human stasis.

We know and accept better how to take this.


We call it being alive.

Even during this autonomous drive.

Because one can still manage to survive.


With all xenolinguistics, a Bable of sorts.

We use language and word to manage our forts.

The literal and metaphysical kinds of consorts.


Things we love and decide to take in.

To redo and make things better again.

Always making sure that life is a win.


Labor Day Whites…

Those off-beat surfer, Spanish flamenco jazz Labor Day vibes…

Seriously though, the song below is absolutely amazing. And also I do actually bid a happy Labor Day to all. “But don’t forget no white after labor day!”

What does this truly mean?

Well, it is absolutely a tradition, yet still totally a choice. Always has been.

In older days, it was the way of saying you weren’t rich enough to spend time in a Winter or Summer home. And that if you wore your white clothes, they would become dirtier after Labor Day. Leaving for more work to rid stains or replace clothes. Working more for the upcoming Winter and Holiday Season’s ahead because of the Summer season coming to an end.

This a lot of makes sense on a level of tradition due to word of mouth. Which also became a sign of respect.

Whites after today or not I hope you’ve had a wonderful holiday weekend and great holiday season to come!

‘High On Life’ Gameplay Footage + Behind The Scenes with Justin Roiland

The ‘highly’ (pun intended) anticipated game featuring the voice’s of Rick and Morty’s Justin Roiland and comedic celebrity J.B. Smoove ‘High On Life’ will be made widely available December 13th, 2022

Offered immediately for Xbox Game Pass as a Day One title and on Supported Platforms; Xbox Series X|S, Xbox One, Xbox Cloud Gaming, and PC (Steam or Epic Game Store). *Official Game Trailer Above*

Now with 25 minutes of featured gameplay (Video Below) ‘High On Life’ seems to be right on track for release date and gameplay expectations. *Suggested for Mature Audiences (M+/TV-MA) only.*

‘High on Life’ is an upcoming comedic biopunk first-person shooter by Squanch Games. It was conceived by Justin Roiland, who is known for his work on the TV series Rick and Morty and Solar Opposites. It takes place in a colorful, absurdist science fiction world and features anthropomorphic talking guns. *Taken from Wikipedia*

Below is some bonus footage with Justin Roiland and Squanch Games talking about ‘High On Life’ to give a better perspective of what we can look forward to.

Missing Links in Question…

I am going to briefly discuss the meaning of life.

The meaning of life is indeed evolution.

But not in the sense of what one would typically apply this thought.

Basically, when one wants to think of evolution as a thing of the past.

By doing this, one will always find a missing link.

When one finds this said missing link, it only raises more questions.

Causing one to begin to dig and pick at something so hard, they essentially begin to lose focus on a leveling up point of living.

When living, our job is to be evolving.

Genes mutate, climates change, viruses happen, people grow up, times change literally and culturally, etc…

So why would one ever think they need to worry about what the evolution was before their now?

It can be a distraction from the ever moving future.

Understandably genetics is a thing, and to know part of the past in a hereditary or a familiar sense is quite smart.

Yet when we talk about evolution over the entirety of lifespan, it honestly doesn’t matter all that much.

For we will always continue to evolve more.

Science has already proven this.

Which also implies that thousands of years in the future people are going to ask how we were living during this current now.

Then they’re going to imply some part of evolution changed and there must be a missing link.

It becomes a bit of a loop, only due to historical standards.

Because we divide things so well in our minds, lives, and applicable knowledge that we actually don’t know much of anything.

While still capable of truly learning or knowing everything at once.

So whenever one gets of the track of their own personal evolution, they slow things down for those around them.

Likewise this can happen to the person who diligently works to evolve themselves daily.

They tend to become hard to keep up with.

Ultimately forgetting the need to get back on track with our own personal human evolution.

Instead of allowing this to happen as evolution naturally does.

Making sure to; adapt, change, let go, grow, move forward, become wiser, get better… to learn new knowledge and senses applied based off prior experience.

Picking apart evolution of the past is essentially the everlong quest for knowledge that cannot be obtained.

To work on the evolution of the future is to leave a legacy and keep the human race alive.

Living To Love

Musing faraway rapt, to reckon with now. Pondering ceaselessly with no avail. Constant brainstorming to find out how. It will always be that holy grail. For it’s how we grow. Love is future, pain is the past. Hence why pain shouldn’t constantly last. Hope is dangerous because of the expectation value concept. Searching for something with more depth. Going from peer-to-peer. Life itself is the answer here…

Children, Nature, You, I, are under a watchful eye. It’s constant, yet holds no bounds. That’s the gift of life and the curse of now. Live to love means to stay alive. For without this thought all concept begins to die. ~ Jon

Leaving Unlucky Behind…

“How unlucky I am that this should happen to me.

But not at all.

Perhaps, say how lucky I am that I am not broken by what has happened, and I am not afraid of what is about to happen.

For the same blow might have stricken anyone, but not many would have absorbed it without capitulation and complaint.”

“The offender needs pity, not wrath; those who needs must be corrected, should be treated with tact and gentleness; and one must be always ready to learn better. The best kind of revenge is, not to become like unto them.”

“It is my good luck that, although this has happened to me, I can bear it without pain, neither crushed by the present not fearful of the future. Because such a thing could have happened to any man, but not every man could have borne it without pain. So why see more misfortune in the event than good fortune in your ability to bear it?” ~ Marcus Aurelius

“Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” ~ Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Dream World Revelation’s

When checking an email I stumbled upon a Quora thread. This lead me to reading a response to a question titled “What is Heaven Like? What do you do for the rest of time?” in which there’s a fairly valid response of…

“My spirit world sources said the following about what some call Heaven, others the afterlife:

It is a beautiful place – nothing on earth can compare
Colors are similar to those here, but they are more brilliant without being glaring
In some areas colors appear diffused and are calm and nurturing
There are not many geometric shapes and no sharp angles
Everything is very welcoming & calming, with no loud or distracting noises & no storms
You can choose to see a gentle rain or whatever sensory experience you might wish
There is pure, unadulterated serenity
There are no animals, but you can call up an image of any you wish to see
If you wish to contact another spirit, you have but to think their name & get a response
There is no anger or personal conflict, but there can be disagreements & discussion
Spirits do not judge each other, nothing like what occurs in mortals
There is no disrespect of others or prejudice
The appearances assumed by spirits reflect every Earthly ethnicity, but there are no distinctions made among them and groups are not formed based on appearance
Everyone is considered beautiful, which is in part a reflection of the love of the Creator that is visible in their faces”

This led me to wonder how this is any different then the dreamlike state of a person who is at ease with themselves. Not only symbolic to a dying creature but how waking reality dies daily. Unless acted upon by another force; stress, anxiety, work, sex, adventures, joy, drugs, etc.

The brain is capable of reaching 11 known dimensions every time we sleep.

The 12th is known as the Godhead.

Electric Icarus Project: Visual Album #1 ~ Conditioning

(1) Gnosis (2) Spun (3) New Topia (4) Diamond (5) The Lifter (6) Another World (7) Hazard (8) Follow The Fool (9) Suffering (10) King Rat (11) Burial (12) Dignity (13) Recollection

Note: All odd numbered are songs instrumental tracks…

⬆️The entire album/playlist compilation.

⬇️Each individual track with lyrics

1.) Russian Circles – Gnosis

2.) Chelsea Wolfe – Spun

“I lift my eyes, I slow my gait
And I never wanna see you again
You leave me restless, you leave me hung
You leave me coiled, you leave me

Spun, spun, spun

Awaken in a tangle of wire
I slept desperate, trying to reach you
You leave me reckless, you leave me sick
I destroy myself and then I want it again

Spun, spun, spun, spun
Spun, spun, spun

Heavy love
Coiled and spun

A brute, an angel, and a madwoman
A most elegant impediment
Was there from the start
Waiting and repeating within me
Waiting and repeating
My problem is their downthrow and upheaval
And my enquiry is as to their working
And my effort is their self-expression
But I was only rock, dust, water, and ice
And animal instincts all along
The hyperosmia and the base sense
The prodrome and the aura
The shadows and the sleep deprivation
The trichomes and the deliriants
Cut through the fear conditioning
To finally understand
It was all and everything or nothing

And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing
And all and everything or nothing”

3.) This Will Destroy You – New Topia

4.) All Them Witches – Diamond

“Hey, I’m a diamond
I am spinning clay
I am the wheel
That turns the day

I am waking
To the sound of games
I have never known
In a world of shame

Hey, I am waking
To the sound of games
I have never known
In a world of shame

Hail the way King
Though he’s old and grey
The body moves
But the mind’s unchained

Hey, I’m a diamond
I am spinning clay
I am the wheel
That turns the day

Hail the way King
Though he’s old and grey
The body moves
But the mind’s unchained”

5.) Tides From Nebula – The Lifter

6.) Gojira – Another World

“We mock and slaughter all the purest kinds
Blinded by the noise and maze, this flash in our eyes
Hope for the world but prepare for the worst
I’d rather find a way on my own

Another world, another place to be
Other world, a new place for me

Don’t believe your lies, don’t believe your tales
I’m longing for the day I will find

Another world, another place to be
Other world, a new place for me

Another world, another place to be
Other world, a new place for me”

7.) Long Distance Calling – Hazard

8.) Primus – Follow The Fool

“Look at that there fool talkin’ lots of shine
To turkeys in the rain filling heads with brine
A fancy little fool with fancy little ways
Churning bullshit into butter ’cause butter always pays

But who’s the bigger fool?
Is it the fool?
Is it the fool who follows the fool?
Is it the fool who follows the fool who follows the fool?
Or the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool who follows the-

Look at that there fool playing dirty tricks
He must be made of Teflon ’cause nothing ever sticks
Dancing ’round the room while farting in the breeze
Friends huff it down like it’s American cheese

So who’s the bigger fool?
Is it the fool?
Is it the fool who follows the fool?
Is it the fool who follows the fool who follows the fool?
Or the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool who follows-

Look at that there fool still talkin’ shine
If he don’t get his way, he’ll bitch and piss and whine
He can’t complete a sentence, can barely complete a thought
A mouth so full of lies, you’d think his tongue would surely rot

But who’s the bigger fool?
Is it the fool?
Is it the fool who follows the fool?
Is it the fool who follows the fool who follows the fool?
Or the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool?

The fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool
Who follows the fool who follows the fool”

9.) pg.lost – Suffering

10.) Modest Mouse -King Rat


We spun like birds on fire right down towards the residence and I
I took all that I desired, even crooks have to pay the rent.
We swam like rats on fire right, right down the reservoir
We took all that we could carry but we tried to carry more.

And you know you know you know it all went wrong.
And you know you know you know it was all wrong.

We choked on street tap water well I’m gonna have to try the real thing
I took your laugh by the collar and it knew not to swing.
Anytime I tried an honest job well the till had a hole and ha-ha
We laughed about payin’ rent ’cause the county jails they’re free.

And you know you know you know it all went wrong.
And you know you know you know it was all wrong.

Deep water, deep water
Senseless denial
I went down like a rag doll as you would, child
Deep water, deep water
Senseless denial
I went down like a rag doll as you would, child

Oh, lucky lucky lucky lucky me again.
I said it looks like I’ve got to use my feet again
Well I just spent my last one-hundred dollars
God I’ll pay my bill again

Oh, I don’t care
Oh, how I just don’t care.

Deep water, deep water
Senseless denial
I went down like a rag doll shooken and shy
Deep water, deep water
Senseless denial
I went down like a rag doll rat of a child

Well King rat has me on his list again
I can never be on the fence again
I found out it’s all loud
Open like an organ and it
Talk, talk, talk, talk again
He promised me that when I cheated him
But I could open my eye well

Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky,
Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again.

Deep water, deep water
This senseless denial
I got fed like a fish, full of open smiles
Blue water, deep water
Oh senseless denial
I got fed like a fish on the cardboard smiles

Well well
What do you have to say for yourself?
I said, well well
I said well, well, well, well!

Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again.
I hardly knew I should use my feet again
What do you have to say for yourself?
What do you have to say for yourself?”

11.) God Is An Astronaut – Burial

12.) Opeth – Dignity

“Vid ett årsskifte så upplever många en känsla av vemod
Vid tanke på det some aldrig mer återkommer
För andra är det ett ögonblick av förväntan
Inför möjligheten att eröva det nya
Andra återkänner oro
Inför en förändring som innebär ovisshet
Och kanske försämring
Alla dessa stämningar är var för sig förklarliga
Någon sa här om dagen
Att vi lever I det stora uppbrottets tid

*English Translation* (At the end of a year many experiences a sense of melancholy at the thought of the things that shall never again return. For others, it is a moment of anticipation of the possibility to conquer the new. Others again feel worried about the change that will bring forth uncertainty and maybe deterioration. All of these moods are each and everyone accountable. Someone said the other day that we live in the age of the great sundering…)

Prince of lies is on his knees
Holy rites, spreading the disease
By his side a youthful girl
Wedlocked force unfurls
She’s young
Far too young

Far too young

Can we dictate life with dignity?
Foul agenda, corrupt in secrecy
Oh no, no, no, no, no

One false prayer wielding blasphemy
Price the spirit as a wanted property
Oh no, no, no, no, no

Congratulations to the five men of affairs
There was a purpose with this life
Insinuations if she holds anything dear
Then it motivates submission in his lair

He is waiting for darkness
Opens the door
He’s slithering

He is waiting for darkness
Opens the door
He’s slithering

He is waiting for darkness
Opens the door
He’s slithering”

13.) The Clouds Will Clear – Recollection

Universality 2D Concept

Occasionally down, brittle, or torn.

Even sometimes scattered, yet always born.

Taken straight from the Stars of the Sky.

All to create Man, Woman, Child within the human eye.

To continue on living the day today.

Only to do it again in another way.

Doing things, this and that, what one personally considers their best.

Taking on each day with something new to invest.

Again being yet another test.

These being different ways for how we live among the rest.

To meet with identity when there’s a reverse in that which we call our stay.

People begin to understand the concept of below and above.

To know the hell’s in heavens of Earth we live on and love.

To do this without any thought of how or what we did.

Even being victorious as poles react.

Some times losing happens, that’s a fact.

It’s part how life genuinely stays intact.

We live on in so many different shapes and forms.

Although in each plane it’s always a norm.

Here in the waking dream we play the one we see.

From 2D eyes viewing in 3D.

It allows us to live and maintain a state of fleshy.

We will even consider this state more than reality.

Because we begin to further understand the concept universality.

And to do that one must simply understand the concept of you and me.

*Slam poetry into cellphone app*

The Dimensional Rap

When it truly begins, we think again. Not remembering, aware of a why or when. Simply accepting that there has been, a place that we’ve known and somehow brought in. We brought it into our Lives; Minds, Bodies, and Souls. As we did this we took on different roles. Asking for a grand masquerade. The real hologram of infinite Two Dimensional viewing waves. Third Dimension being the way of the people, who have seen their lives. Unravel through 2D eyes. Sometimes that can appear like strife. Stuck in 4D which is also known as Space/Time. Which classically is great way to almost end this rhyme. Although before I end it now, I will continue to say… Time without speed continues as the fourth dimension to this very day. Ascend and go higher with our mind as we can. Because we need to use our gut, heart, and brain the best we can.

The Sun Wheel (A Birthday Playlist)

Made a playlist to celebrate my 35th year on this earth! Theme is music I enjoyed then and now…

Sowilo ~ The Sun Wheel

Made a birthday themed playlist. New and old tracks from artists and bands that have inspired not only recently but over the past few years…

Sowilo ~ The Sun Wheel

Gemstone – Rubylement – Air

Element – Air

Polarity – Male

Tree – Juniper

Deity – Sol, Baldur

Astrological Correspondence – Aquarius, Pisces

Keywords: Winning, sun, energy, willpower, integrity, vitality, purpose, power, leadership

Old Norwegian rune poem:
“Sól er landa ljóme;
lúti ek helgum dóme”

“Sun is the light of the world;
I bow to the divine decree”

In Old Norse, Sowilo is known as Sol or Sig, in Anglo-Saxon it is Sigel, and Sauil or Saugil in Gothic. As the Sun, Sowilo represents the center of our universe.

In Norse mythology, Sol was the Goddess of the Sun, and a daughter of Mundilfari and Glaur. Mundilfari along with Glaur, were Giants who were the parents of both Sol and Mani (God of the Moon).

The Anglo Saxon rune poems say:
“Sigel semannum symble biþ on hihte, ðonne hi hine feriaþ ofer fisces beþ, oþ hi brimhengest bringeþ to lande.”

“Sun is ever a joy in the hopes of seafarers when they journey away over the fishes’ bath, until the course of the deep bears them to land.*

Sowilo is also related to the light god of spring – Baldur (the son of Odin and Frigg).

Once the seer told Odin that his son would die at the hands of the god Hodur.

Concerned Odin told Frig about this and she take promise from all living creatures that they would not harm Baldur, but forgot about mistletoe plant.

Loki made an arrow out of the mistletoe and give it to the blind Hodur who kills Baldur by accident.

After the death of Baldur, his brother, the god Hermod, went to the kingdom of the dead to the goddess Hel with a request to release the most luminous of the Aesir.

The Mistress of the Dead agreed, but only if all living beings mourn Baldur.

The insidious Loki turned into a giant and said that he would not cry, so Baldur would remain in the realm of the dead until Ragnarok came and he was finally reborn from the dead.

This is the rune of victory, courage. To carry out your plans, you will need some level of aggression. You will be able to achieve success and fame. The rune supports in acquiring new connections and contacts, in friendship and love. All this will be permeated with the energy of creativity. In medicine, it is able to destroy, “burn out” the disease.

However, it should be applied with caution to those who have already activated the energy of fire in its negative sense: increased temperature or pressure, exacerbated chronic disease and in the case when there are inflammatory processes.

In practice, Sowilo has often helped in resolving legal issues, but unlike Teiwaz, the rune does not require you to be fair and right in the situation. It is able to fill a person with energy and strength to achieve his plan. But you must not forget about the balance, energy cannot come from emptiness, therefore people often feel tired and sleepy after the rune work ends.

The use of the rune in formulas is universal, it can both heal and harm. Often it is acts as the main rune, which does the main part of the work, and the rest, only indicate the goal and consolidate the result. Sowilo action in the formulas can be described in two words – burning and energy.

Hávamál, Stanza 68:
Fire for men is the fairest gift,
And power to see the sun;
Health as well, if a man may have it,
And a life not stained with sin

Short about Sowilo:

Grants strength and success, fertility and healing.

Promotes the accumulation of mental energy to increase magical potential.

“Cleansing” of the body’s energy centers – chakras.

Will clarify an unclear situation and push you to the right decision.

Capable of transforming negative spiritual experiences, turning painful experiences into a solid foundation for further development.

Source: Runic Formulas – The Book of Runes

Leo Season/Dog Days of Summer Radio…

Indie Hip-Hop, IDM, Indie Rock, Indie Metal, etc…

Independent music for the independent individual. New Moon Music for Leo Season and those Dog Days of Summer still ahead. As we wrap another season up to begin moving forward into the next year ahead more motivated with better days!

⬆️ ~ Collaborative Playlist

⬇️ ~ Radio Station

Thumbed Up tracks during radio play from the link below get added to the ‘Collaborative Electric Icarus Playlist’ above.

Electric Icarus Project Playlist ~ Theme: Independence/Individualism/Identity

Rick and Morty Spin-off ‘The Vindicators 2’ Episodes 1-10

The Waking Dream

Those who call upon on a name, do this not in vein. For not all must not be slain, because a source of pain. Any guilty pleasure should not overrule this measure. Success and adventure do not come as a type of tenure. Rather a path that lasts, defying all past or future to come. One that betters more than a few sum. All can reap the benefits of staying meek, while not appearing or being weak. For there lies the ultimate strengths, that most search in extreme lengths. Like harnessing the power of the Sun, that mission is not for everyone. Sit back now and enjoy fun, please don’t go and jump the gun. For ye know not of what thy eyes see. This is more than a you, me, or we. The culling has long ago begun. Let others do work, theirs that must be done. This is the solace, the peace those seek. Directly in front of thee, yet no one speaks. Do not wonder where those become strays, for those will only be darker days. Instead seek out the light. Even in the dead of night. Each has a calling to their name, which can feel quite insane. Listen to that deep spot of soul. It is the way to fill a personal hole. A void all can feel, something very rarely revealed. This fun, this world, it is all a pearl. Look at it, give it a twirl. That dirt and grime eventually hardens and shines. Riches of man not only are found below and above, yet more importantly in the current life we love. Use that for which you seek, otherwise all becomes bleak. All holding tightly to the grail, one must look past this veil. For any action can be seen, in a small daily routine. Work dutifully morning, day, evening, and night. Just do not give up that fight. Find your space. That personal place, where you may have that taste. Of all that’s to come. All that will be won. The spoils of life are plenty of fun. Though let there be no haste, for that would be a waste. Of life; a life still unknown, for we are not fully grown. Society has its wants and needs. Those are not for the soul to please. That requires what others will not see, do not let this discourage thee. Stay strong and tenacious to the end. Watch who you might call a friend. Plenty to steal from a glass, this my friend’s will not pass. This is what is called a loop. Stand up off that stoop. Be what you’ve always wanted to be. This being personal advice eye hope you can see. For this reality is the waking dream of we… 1/3/2020 @ 3:03 – 4:04 AM ~ Jon ~