World War III is being fought in your mind.
It is a battle over your being-in-the-world, the very way you live your life and what you value, what you care about.
How will you live and find meaning, or be meaningful.
The Stage and Props
The battle ground of this war is your world:
The relations that you are, being a brother, a mother, a friend. The area that you inhabit, your streets, your spaces, your media.
The psycho-spiritual, what your believe, value, hope and dream for
The weapons of this battle are values and their manifestation:
The qualities which you believe in enough to bring out of the night of possibilities into the light of actualized day.
The ideas which you charge with enough psychic energy to paint your world with evidence of your commitment.
The Mission
What determines the meaning of your life is your goal, your directive, your mission.
In this war there is a line drawn in the sand with a blazing scimitar.
On one side is The Performer and on the other side is The Spectator.
They are defined by their mission.
The Performer
This is our mission in this war.
To literally forge our souls into the very fabric of Reality.
By any means, peaceful or violent, subtle or obtrusive, in our hearts and in public, to download our souls into Reality.
There is no other higher calling than to fashion reality.
To weave ourselves into the concrete existence of the here and now.
Whether your medium be paint, word, sound, dance, the sidewalk or Humanity itself does not matter.
Both the silent writing of a solitary poem and the shaping of minds are acts of Creation.
Act of creation are the manifestation of Reality by us, this is who and what we are, therefore all methods are permitted.
This is our value system, one of the ushering immediate, vivaciously spontaneous, surrealistically authentic creation of value via creation qua molding of existence.
Our value system is one based on the extent to which we are able to manifest our very beings.
Who and what we are.
What is valuable is that which we feel at our cores, the fervorous heart of our passions
that which is spontaneously of ourselves, the actions which flow out of us like surging waters
that which is authentic and original, and is stamped with the fractal of our soulprint.
It is the remembrance of this holy gift of being embodied as a human-being.
It is the feeling that grips us like an orgasm to which all we can do is submit to its authentic overpowering Reality.
It is our ability to freely determine ourselves so that our actions are spontaneously of ourselves.
Finally it is the vicious strength of our will to create the values which are our own and forge them upon the world.
The Spectator
The opponent, THEM, the irreconcilable other, has a percisley, radically different value system.
Their value system is one of passive consumption of what is not yours.
To sit and listen to hear what is of value, to be told what is worthy.
For them meaning and value are not derived from us but is rather manufactured for us.
Their meaning lacks life.
It is dead, a festering cob web that sinks its twin fangs of passivity & lack into your being so that it may begin cannibalizing your existence in order to fabricate a mechanized sit-com reality.
We vow to create our own objects and imbue them with Life.
We proposition a new art,
An art of living.
The material is your life,
The technique is any means of bringing your life out of itself,
The canvas, stage, paper is reality itself.
Go forth and manifest yourself by any means necessary!
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