We are like bird shit. Birds migrate from place to place freely. When they travel, they drop shit along the way. With that shit that is dropped, they leave behind a seed with the shit being the catalyst and the fertilizer for that seed to sprout all over the place, introducing trees and other plant life to different locations through the propagation of their seeds. It’s the cycle of life. Everything is connected.

We are like bird shit. We are just specks of dust, microscopic beings and the universe has randomly dropped us off, essentially shitting us out in different random places on this beautiful planet, so that we may take root on this earth and grow just like the trees that come from the shit of a bird. But we have sprouted as a petulant weed and our roots have yet to penetrate the earth, as the roots went wayward into the direction of money and materialistic bullshit. Money has become an incessant fertilizer that we have become dependent on. A synthetic fertilizer that poisons our roots right down to our very core. Our roots have turned into shackles that bind us, and in some aspects, our roots has turned into tentacles that have penetrated the earth, but not to connect, but to suck out it’s marrow and the marrow of life. We have forgotten the true foundation of our beings. We don’t give back to the earth, but seek to destroy it with our greed and ego. Our sun has become materialistic.

The trees remain stationary, but we are free to grow and expand and to keep evolving. But we too remain stationary, not only in the confines of these arbitrary borders, but in the confines of our own minds. We remain not only disconnected to the earth, we remain disconnected to each other. Instead of the roots branching out, our roots just continue to wrap around our necks and smothering us into our very own demise of our own making. The people have become robotic generic cookie cut clones branded by artificial logos chasing materialistic wishes. Individuality lost and their own minds never found. We have indeed become that petulant weed no longer sprouting from the earth but sprouting from concrete, forever entrenched in our own bullshit.

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I am the enigmatic free spirited entity known as Jivan, An Earth warrior from Gaia who has grown a connection to our beautiful home that is our mother Gaia and who has grown a deep rooted connection to nature. For in nature, it is when you can truly find your self. For we are nature.

I am on a voyage and journey not only of our beautiful mother, but also of the mind. I believe we should explore the world like how we should explore the mind and unlock all of its hidden treasures to uncover all the beauty that lies dormant.

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