Crypto Castles

A few days ago, I went to spend some time with the Godfather. I’ve known the Godfather for years now, meeting him at a dinner party in San Francisco over a decade ago. A few years ago, we hung out for a few days in Singapore and he talked about disruptive technologies including Bitcoin, drones, 3D printing and was full of life and energy. He hosted parties at the most exclusive nightclubs and was always surrounded by interesting, brilliant people.

The Godfather gave me a hug, put his hands on my shoulders, and smiled,

“Haven’t seen you in a minute, eh?”

“Let me introduce you to some people…”

He had just gotten the keys to a new house along the Venice canals, and there was a table full of crypto experts sitting around a table with their laptops, churning away, checking out ICOs, discussing blockchain technologies, and buzzing with creative excitement.

On the drive up, I listening to a futurism podcast that was talking about Blockchain:

It is the future.

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I sat at a table, and a young blonde woman with bright eyes asked me,

“So what do you do besides this? (crypto)”

“Shamanism”, I replied.

She lit up and said, “Yes! They do go hand in hand.”

The Decentralization movement attracts an interesting mix of Hackers, Bankers, Libertarians, Anarchists, and Burners. A collision of the Technocracy and the Conscious Community. Code and Psychedelics.

“Who do you trust more? A third party? Or the fundamental laws of the Universe?”

Evening came, Amazon delivered bags of drinks and snacks, and guy wearing an EOS t-shirt arrives with several large pizzas. I chow down on a couple monster slices of heart attack pizza, covered with Canadian bacon as the futurism conversations continue.


It’s about time to go, so I head into the back room to say goodbye to The Godfather.

He puts his arm around me, looks me in the eyes and says,

“Alcohol. No good.
Weed. Some health benefits. I like it.
Cocaine, Opiates. Terrible. Absolutely terrible.
Psychedelics – uplifting. You know them well.
Now… my favorite drug of all is this.
Dissociative.”

He points at a small mound of white powder. It is a dissociative nootropic stack.

“I used to blast people off, but this is just like a sip of wine.”

He hands me a silver tube, with diamonds embedded into it.

“Silver. Kills bacteria.”

I place it to my nostril and snort the white powder. It begins to hit right away, and feels as though I’m slowly detaching my consciousness from my ego. I’m still looking through my eyes… but, I’m not exactly me. The hacker chemist who formulated the substance that I just took a hit of explains the chemistry behind what is hitting my brain, and it sounds like a foreign language. I look at him, with his messy orange hair and rainbow unicorn t-shirt, and the sheer absurdity and awesomeness of the experience hits me. My life has just been a series of wild adventures that get more surreal, more epic, and more world changing.

Suddenly, some feelings of Miss Rabbit come up. I can feel some connection with her and suddenly feel nauseous. I head into the bathroom and purge… from both ends. The pizza comes back up and out. It feels great. I spend some more time talking to the Godfather in a detached yet connected altered state.

I start feeling nauseuous again and the Godfather walks me upstairs.

“You can stay in the master bedroom. Overnight if you want. I have my other house down the street.”

I lay down on a furry blanket in the bed and hear a mosquito buzzing around. I am too tired and detached to be concerned about it and rest. I can feel myself letting go of everything. It felt as though Miss Rabbit was drifting away on her own raft, and I let her flow into her own stream of reality and whatever cosmic cord that attached me to her in Arrowhead was released. She will return completely in her own power now.

I drifted to sleep to the cacophony of tech chatter downstairs. A few hours later, I awoke to a quiet empty house with a mosquito bite on each of my elbows. It felt like a message that it’s time to focus on the mission, and let go of distractions. I have a rocketship to build.

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Team Infinite

Team, Family,

We had a very wonderful and successful kickoff dinner and welcome call on Friday. I feel very aligned with this team, this family, and this mission, and I think we can make our mark on the world in the best possible way. I am going to compose this series of emails on a weekly basis for our team to review our week, our wins, and share the resources and links that come up each week.

First of all, let’s all get intimately familiar with Endocannabinoid system.
http://www.projectcbd.org – this page is a great resource.
https://www.projectcbd.org/science/endocannabinoid-system/endocannabinoid-system

These are available in the PMB backend:
https://soundcloud.com/primemybody – these are great tracks to share with friends and listen to to further understand the business.

Go Pro – 7 Steps to Becoming a Network Marketing Professional by Eric Worre:
Go Pro – It is < $5 and < 3 hours. Let’s absorb this content.

On Sunday night, we shared a beautiful ceremony where I felt as though we tuned our frequency to be in a beautiful harmonic tone, as we held space for each other.

“Everything we need is right here.”

We are planning a weekly schedule where we synch up on Monday morning to do goal setting.

This Monday, we did the Three Most Important Questions exercise together and found great alignment:
http://www.mindvalley.com/goal-setting-redefined

Travel, seeing the world, experiencing everything that life offers, bringing health, wellness, love to ourselves and humanity.

I received a text from Miss Rabbit while I was in yoga practice this morning:

I was thinking today of a place I would enjoy working. I began to consider what the perfect work environment would be. A company who’s mission and purpose is the expansion of consciousness on a large scale. For the masses. A company who works with projects globally to uplift and incorporate spirituality into all elements of humanity. To bring awareness and spark the innate internal asking of each individual. To bring joy, unconditional love, compassion, and combine the human aspects of the heart in conjunction with science. To display and spread the power and magic of the heart and the true purpose of life.

This captures the essence of the message I received from Mother Ayahuasca during my 4th ceremony in May 2015. I feel so aligned with this.

As I stood on the edge of the cliff, I stared out at sea, basking in the energy from the ocean wind, feeling the alignment in my life. Feeling joy, I heard some rustling, looked to my right, and right below my vantage point, was a beautiful red-tail hawk. I am pretty sure I saw the same hawk flying over my roadster on my way to yoga. Definitely, a sign.

The hawk can soar high and reach the heavens effortlessly. As most bird totems, this power animal is often considered as a messenger who brings messages from the spirit world and the unseen.

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There are documentaries on Ayahuasca and Huachuma here:
http://www.drinkthejungle.com/ – let’s plan a movie night to watch these. I feel called for Ayahuasca and to see Gandalf.

Here is the schedule for Spirit Quest – I am thinking November or December this year feels right:
http://biopark.org/schedule.html

I’m interested in doing a plant dieta to commune with the plants as well after. This is a solo trip in isolation. If you guys are with me, you guys can either do huachuma or your own dieta as well:
http://biopark.org/plant-dietas.html

Transformation.

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Unconditional Love.
To Infinity and Beyond!

(Cover Image by Boxtail)

The Way of the Shaman

The Long Road
A couple years ago, after a week of Ayahuasca ceremonies, and several Huachuma ceremonies and jungle walks, I returned late one night to my room and received a message from the universe. The Spirit of the Curandero. The Way of the Shaman. The Long Road.

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CBD Conference
Last week, an invitation to Texas for a spiritual medicine gathering manifested. I flew and spent two days connecting with the medicine and a beautiful conscious community. The medicine is a CBD oil product formulated by a shamanic wizard chemist and is magic. The conference was full of scientific information and inspiring stories of transformation.

On the first day of the conference, I met Touch Healer from Boulder. She had a gentle beautiful spirit, and we connected immediately. I could feel her energy, a limbic resonance. We went to dinner at an Oaxacan restaurant and when we sat down, she said,

“I know we have a lot to say to each other, but can we just be with each other for a moment.”

We sat down at our table in the crowded restaurant and I gazed into her eyes. My being radiated with energy and the rest of the world melted away. It was a deep soul connection, and I felt clean and beautiful energy flowing through my body. Love. Pure.

Touch Healer began to share one of her personal fears, and slowly processed it. Then she said,

“How about our planet? What do you think?”

I just smiled at her and said,

“We’re going to be ok.”

I knew this in my soul from my journey in Arrowhead. The collective consciousness of humanity has figured out how to solve the world’s problems, and we are now manifesting the solutions. I nodded gently at her as tears streamed down her face. We then enjoyed a beautiful meal of various types of seafood with different mole sauces.

Touch Healer and I had a profound energetic connection. There was a point during the conference, she asked, “May I?” I nodded, and she put her arm around me. I felt a charge of energy… of love… emanating through our connection. It was deep and powerful and I laid my head on her shoulder, as the world outside melted away.

Beautiful.

The next day, I continued connecting with amazing people. I met a beautiful alien with green hair ornamented with feathers, with a Belgian Shephard dog and a Nepalese singing bowl.

“Would you like to walk my dog with me?”

We walked out to a nearby park, and laid on the grass, grounding after spending most of the day indoors. We talked about other dimensions and soaked in the blue sky, as the music from an ice cream truck provided a surreal soundtrack.

She invited me to an 11:11 ceremony with a hand drawn invitation card. At this point, another friend, Rowdy showed up and hung out with us for a while. A homeless man approaches us and asks for a birthday gift. We give him some cash and change, then sing happy birthday before heading back to the hotel for dinner.

The conference was amazing. I felt energized.


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The following day, I went to the NASA Space Center. I was inspired by what humanity can achieve when we work together. Amazing. During the tour, I saw the words:

UNITY, DESTINY, HARMONY

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A Prophecy.
We’re really going to be ok…


Grey Jedi Bee Medicine

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After getting back to California, I headed up one day to spend time with friends. As I was driving up, Ahsoka, the Grey Jedi sent me this image and told me that she could feel me looking at her through this image.


I had sushi with the Alaskan Ninja, then coffee with a couple of spirit sisters, and went to Ahsoka’s place to catch up. We smoked a bowl, and she told me she had another friend coming over. She said she was afraid he’d be overly affectionate and it bothered her and made her uncomfortable.

Anti-Chris arrives and we head to the clubhouse. We swim in the pool and sit in the hot tub. Anti-Chris got affectionate with Ahsoka, and he got touchy and kissy. Ahsoka alternated between being uncomfortable and enjoying the attention. It triggered feelings of creepiness in me.

As I am sitting in the hot tub with Ahsoka, Anti-Chris hovers around and tells his story,

“All nine of my ex-girlfriends have been bipolar and ADHD.”

As he spoke of his life and his struggles, I could feel his darkness and shadow. I didn’t judge, just witnessed. Suddenly, a couple of bees showed up, and startled him. He had an experience as a child where he was stung by thousands of bees and almost died, so was understandably terrified.

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The bees began to orbit my head. They felt like electrons zipping around the nucleus of my brain. Bee Medicine entered my life in a strong way when I got stung by a solitary queen bee which somehow left a stinger in my left ring knuckle (solitary bees don’t leave their stingers, it must of torn off when I reacted and flicked it off of my stung knuckle) while I was hiking with my wife on LSD in Big Bear.

Trust in Miracles. Manifest Abundance. One of the bees ending up getting trapped behind me in a puddle of water as I sat in the hot tub. It was struggling and I blew it with a gust into the dry sunny concrete. Ahsoka looks at the bee with concern. Anti-Chris comes over and looks at it. I say,

“It’ll be ok. She’ll dry off and fly on her own.”

A few minutes later, the bee flew off.


Holding Space

We went inside. Later in the evening, I have Ahsoka some CBD Oil, then I put my arm around Ahsoka and channeled love in the same way that Touch Healer had showed me. Ahsoka started channeling spirit guides and her body began to move. She was delivering messages from the Universe.

“Mother Gaia wants me to tell you. Cannabis is medicine. The THC is the male part of the medicine… CBD is the female. CBD… will save the world.”

We were connecting psychically. She and I both understood that Anti-Chris was a fractal pattern that she was attracting to her based on some energy she had inside. I saw a reflection of myself in him. When he wanted to hug and kiss her, it was his channeling of love. He couldn’t help himself.

A few other friends came over to her condo and I told Ahsoka I was going to head home, and she grabbed my arm.

“Please stay. You’re the only one here I can really trust.”

She looks over at Anti-Chris as her hands make frantic hand signs and her eyes widen with fear and tells me,

“I should be looking for Luke, but I keep finding Anakins.”

She continued channeling and received messages from the television,

“Beware the Demon Samurai.”
“69 – Yin & Yang”

She lays down on her love mat – a futon like cushion that hovers inches off the floor and I lay down next to her holding space for her. My right hand hover over her body, and I continue to channel love and prana. She guides my hand and presses it on various parts of her body, and shares stories from her past. Stories of hurt and pain from men in her life, especially her ex, Steve. I can feel her releasing trauma. It is energetically intense, and I focus on hold pure, energetically clean space.

On the television, a news story comes on about Steve McNair and his murder. Her eyes go wide. “Steve…”

“And then she put a gun to her head.”

Ahsoka loses it and starts bawling. I continue to hold space and she continues telling stories. Finally she sits up and tells a story of her deepest shame…

“I felt like I was taken advantage of. It felt… alien

and then when we went camping, ___ saw us making out, and all the women found out.

The shame…”

I have my left hand on her back, and my right hand on her back as she energetically purged, trembling and releasing the shame… then weeping deeply. After several minutes, she calmed down, and relaxed.

“Where’s Anti-Chris? I can feel his jealousy… Anakins… I keep drawing them.”

By now it was nearly 3am, and I needed to drive home. The Way of the Shaman. The Long Road. I cannot deny it.

Spaceship Earth

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. And I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.” – Benjamin Button

Three years ago, I was in Bali, and had my first experience with psychedelics. I ate two bags of psilocybin mushrooms on the beach in Nusa Dua and my heart opened. That night, I took a bubble bath that unveiled the layers of the universe to the windows of my perception. I telepathically communicated with a gecko.

“Gecko! Speak to me!”

“You suck at speaking to animals. You need to go do Ayahuasca.”

“…”

Two years ago, I went to Peru to find myself. I partook in a series of Ayahuasca ceremonies to find inspiration for the next chapter of my life. I already had a successful 23-year career in video games, my childhood dream job, and it was time for a change.

Mother Ayahuasca gave me a clear message,

“Open your wife’s heart. Mother Earth misses her.”

I asked Mother Ayahuasca many questions. Invariably, the answer would simply be, “Love.” So obvious. So simple. So profound. Yet, so hard to practice.

I traveled all over the world, into other dimensions, explored other perspectives, deepened my perception, and healed. I experimented with every modality of raising consciousness I could find and devoured them all. I communed with the spirits of Ayahuasca, Huachuma, Bobinsana, Vilca, Singado, and Psilocybin. I experimented with synthetics, MDMA and LSD, which didn’t resonate as much for me, though they were positive experiences. I conducted my own personal mapacho and cannabis ceremonies – on my own, and with loved ones. I kept seeking. Learning.

I also dove into the deep end of yoga and meditation, doing a yoga teacher training in Costa Rica, and practicing various forms of meditation and pranayama. I explored the world of personal development with PSI Seminars and the Kwik Learning Conference.

Finally, this year, I met God. I became one with the universe twice this year. 5MEO-DMT. The God Molecule. The most profound experience imaginable.

My intentions:

Surrender. Unconditional Love. Love and Abundance.

This energy has been seared into my soul. I have a constant connection to Source now. I wake up flowing with prana, filled with love, and my presence in the NOW is stronger than ever in my life.

Abundance is flowing. I am surrounded by love. So much love. Community.

Last week, my oldest daughter experienced her first true heartbreak. Her high school sweetheart broke up with her. She is so sad. Crying and asking herself why. For the first few days, she just wanted to be left alone to cry in her room, so we let her.

Last night, I was watching Silicon Valley in my office, and she came in.

I comforted her.

“There is no why. He is an 18 year old boy, about to move to New York by himself. You both are too young.

It’s ok to feel sad. Feel it as deeply as you can. This is life. This is love.

You will love again. Don’t let this make you be afraid to love.”

She cried. I continued to comfort her, placing my hand gently on her shoulder and rubbed her back.

“Mom and I love you, and we’ll always be here for you. Mom has healed. I had to go heal myself, so that she could heal herself too. Our family is healed. Be happy for that.

We are so proud of you.”

She shakes her head.

“We are so proud. We love you so much.”

She continues to cry. I can feel her doubt and feelings of low self-worth. I pour love into her and let her release her energy. Surrender. She asks if she can just lay in my office as I finish my show, and I let her rest.

That night, I have a profound realization.

My divine purpose: To heal myself so that I can hold the space for those around me to heal. The universe led me to heal myself by giving me an assignment to heal my wife. Divine purpose coursed through my being, like an electrical current of love.

As my shaman whispered in my ear two years ago during a Huachuma ceremony deep in the jungle, right before I snorted liquid fire (Singado) up my nostrils.

“Remember. It’s about unconditional, universal Love.

Surrender. You’re so good at it.”

Love. So obvious. So simple. So profound. So easy… If we let everything go. Surrender.

When that seems hard, I remember the words of the wise man, Joe Rogan:

“If you ever start taking things too seriously, just remember that we are talking monkeys on an organic spaceship flying through the universe.”

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Life is fucking amazing.

Windows

Life is a series of windows.

As we surf through this universe, we cannot fully bend reality to our will, but we can surf to different dimensions. Every once in a while, a sliding window opens. There is a brief moment of time, when we can feel a sense that a portal has opened to another dimension… A place of magic and possibility. It can be triggered by meeting a new exciting person… A mystical experience… A transcendent idea.

When this happens, so often, we get scared. It’s the unknown… We need to surrender to it. “What if…”, “How?”, “But.”, “I can’t…” Resistance appears. Sometimes we don’t leap through the window. That’s ok. It wasn’t meant to be. We can enjoy the echo of possibilities from that dimension in our dreams and imagination.

“What a beautiful, beautiful thing to be able to dream when you’re not asleep.”

The more we dream, the better we get at it.

“On the periphery, just outside. There’s always a window. But people are frightened to look through it. It’s safer in the prison cell.”

Someday, a window to magic will open and it will be time to leap.

You are what you LOVE.

“You are what you love, not what loves you.”

Since my first visit to the jungle, two years ago, much has happened. I was given a mission from Mother Ayahuasca.

“Open your wife’s heart. Mother Earth misses her.”

What? No, I mean, for work, what should I be doing?

“Open your wife’s heart.”

Hmmm.

I came back from Peru and was excited. The solution was obvious:

“Honey, I think you should go to the jungle and drink this potion. It’s healed me!”

Uh, the Universe wasn’t letting me off that easy. I had work to do. Over the next two years, I went on a journey around the world, across the universe, seeking. I had to conquer my demons… dark ones… twisted around my soul, buried inside my ego.

My travels brought me in contact with beautiful souls that I connected with, and with the intensity of some of the experiences, I found myself falling in love with beautiful women that crossed my path. Unicorns.

There was the Dolphin Shamaness who I met on a Pilgrimage in Peru. We drank Grandfather Medicine together, birthed universes, and had a spirit baby in the labyrinth of Chavin.

A year later, I met beautiful Tattoo Song on a California Ranch. We were doing transformative work together, and during a meditation, I felt her soul connect to mine. She started crying, and we went for a walk. She told me:

“Two weeks ago, my fiancee found me on the bathroom floor. I had swallowed 200 pills. The doctor said there was no way I should be alive. Now I know why God sent me back… it was so I could come to this Ranch and meet you.”

I felt overwhelming love… We shared some tender moments, we shared a dance. Then, after returning to reality, she ghosted me. I still loved her for a year, despite that we only had a momentary glimpse of a future dimension… an infinite second in the journey of life, a window that closed as soon as it opened. I realized, she was a teacher… to teach me unconditional love.

Unconditional means surrender. It means letting go completely of any expectation and result.

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A few weeks ago, I had a calling to meet Miss Rabbit. We met over sushi, and the connection was instant. I felt drawn to Miss Rabbit, and came home and told my wife we could let the marriage go. We had worked hard at it, and we knew we loved each other. After all these years, I let go. I let go of expectations. I was okay if we were never intimate again. I let go of any guilt and shame of failing at marriage. I let go of fears of what would happen to my wife if I left her. I trusted in her to be strong enough.

That night, I released all that energy. Expectations are a heavy burden to carry. I wept, and my wife reached over and held me. The next day, she called while I was on the road for business.

“I was listening to the universe this morning, and it said that we can choose to love. I choose to love you.”

After years, my wife’s heart cracked open. Not fully, but she was feeling again.

A few days later, with my wife’s blessing, I had my trip with Miss Rabbit, and felt the love growing and culminating in maybe the most loving experience of my life.

Today, Miss Rabbit pretty much told me, “Mate. Not happening, dude.”

Everyone falls in love with Miss Rabbit. That’s her magic. We don’t get to choose who we love.

Maybe we don’t get to choose who, but we can choose to love.

I told her, “That’s ok. I’m still going to love you.”

A couple months ago, during a trip to Catalina Island, the Alaskan Ninja mentioned this scene from the movie Adaptation to me.

That’s true love. No one can take it away from you.

Consciousness 101

A few years ago, the messages from the universe began calling me to expand my consciousness. I was a high paid expat executive and was living a fast paced lifestyle, jetsetting, partying.

I was feeling disillusioned with my work and my life, and I started seeking.

I was friends with a Bitcoin millionaire, The Chairman, who I partied with every year in Singapore. He would have tables at Ku De Ta (one of the best views from a club in the world) or Pangaea (most expensive club in the world at the time) every night, and the tab would usually be five figures ($USD). The Chairman operated on hyperdrive. He was always thinking at lightspeed, partying like a madman, and focused on world changing disruptive technology, especially Bitcoin and cryptocurrencies. Our mutual friend Jewel told me,

“I’m not sure how smart The Chairman actually is, I think he just does a lot of smart drugs.”

Smart drugs. I had never heard of them really. I watched Limitless on one of my flights across the globe and decided to look into these smart drugs.

I became a biohacker.

I was living in Taipei at the time, and I also began listening to the Joe Rogan Experience podcast. I watched his Talking Monkeys in Space special and during the Q&A, Joe talks about DMT. I blog about this in the future, and at that moment I decided, I needed to connect with these geometric beings of light made of love and understanding.

I signed up for a membership at Dream Water, a floatation tank center in Taipei, and started doing 90 minute to 2 hour floats in an isolation tank every week.

Oldboy, an old friend from my past had found me through chance. Oldboy and I were in Taipei together in our youth. We spent a summer exploring Taiwan with a group of friends back in 1991, and my dad had taken a bunch of us out to lunch that summer. Oldboy and I lost touch with each other in that pre-digital era, and I never saw him again after that summer.

One day, I received an email from my dad:

“I ran into your friend Oldboy. He asked for your email.”

Oldboy had randomly attended one of my dad’s lectures. My dad is a well known scientist, and Oldboy somehow remembered his face from a lunch over 20 years ago. Synchronicity!

Oldboy and I would go out for beers in Taipei regularly, and he told me about his life and struggles and how meditation saved his life. He gave me a CD and a printout with meditation instructions. It was a 40 minute guided meditation. I started doing it daily.

I ended up getting restructured out of my executive position and had an option to move back to HQ in the US, or taking a six figure severance package.

Here I was at the end of 2013, biohacking with smart drugs, exploring floatation tanks and meditation, and suddenly restructured out of a job and flush with cash. Something was brewing.

My initial plan was to take 2014 off and travel, consult, and take some time to find myself. Little did I know at the time, what this journey would bring or how much of myself I would end up finding.