TOTW: Serendipity and the Flame
The dream is dead. There is no big-tent; no mass. The siren song of community organizing is silent.
A coin falls to the floor--one side, Populist Struggle; the other, a Struggle to identify.
There are no hyphens; no anarchism with adjectives. The rock of ideology is no match for the river.
Many have come to idolize infrastructure; infatuated with their captors. Permanence is a myth and those who peddle it are spiritual thieves. Everything is falling apart.
Agility, and autonomy, are practices that we might carry with us. They only weigh as much as we do. The breadth of our work is only confined by our creativity, and today, self-awareness, emotional intelligence, and good conversation, have the potential to free our mind so our ass might follow.
Rarely are the fruits of our efforts born fully-formed and flawless and so perfection, like permanence, is peddled quackery. Practice, a philosophy in action, makes creation look easy to the fool, but for the sage, the work is never over. That is because there is no creation, only documentation.
Serendipity will never share its secrets. It will never be predicted, or bent to the will of humans. Serendipity smiles only for the prepared.
What can you accomplish alone? If indeed "quality seeks quality" then the smoke produced from your signal fire will attract others, and together, become a out of control blaze. Without a signal fire first however, you will remain alone, in ritualistic contemplation of how great you might be if you only had an army.
What can a single unbridled anarchist accomplish?
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