Housekeeping: DEVA School closes Monday at midnight. If you want to learn the greatest hits of how I've made more than $800,000 in 3 years selling like an artist, this is where I teach those skills.

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As I write this, I'm sitting in what was once a cattle barn. It's now an event space with air conditioning. The walls are covered with psychedelic art. The wood beams that support those walls have absorbed thousands of people's prayers and purges.

I'm here because I'm hosting an event for artists. For five days, I live alongside 30 ohana who are also trying to navigate the death of a civilization while caring for the sensitivity in them that makes them artists.

I love artists. I love the tears, the perceptiveness, the humility, the skill, the shame, the mania that froths godheads, and the depressions that contemplates the final period.

I love artists because they have experience in rebellion. They did not accept the tyranny of government sanctioned consensus reality. They smuggle psychic contraband called uniqueness and audacity. They endured decades of indoctrination in memorization and performance and instead chose lives of improv and chance.

They're good at dying too.

You're going to die many times before you give the Earth back your mortal coil. Our government sanctioned consensus reality calls these deaths before death many names - heartache, heartbreak, psychosis, mid-life crisis, divorce, or the death of a loved one.

But artists know what they really are. These deaths are material. They are informants of our most sacred tool, our taste. These deaths give us glimpses into humanity's source code. They make us better lovers, listeners, and conspirators. Artists are like soil, we compost the dead today to feed the living tomorrow.

Composting our dying and dead identifications, identities, and expectations is a somatic task.

We curl on the ground, howling when the one who loved us leaves. We stand at the edge, exhilarated and nauseous, contemplating taking the single step that ends it. We bludgeon away the call of our gifts with addictions, both chemical and relational, to feel the blistering aliveness that follows hand-in-hand with self-violation.

You've died, and yet here you are.

I don't care if you don't think you're an artist.

Your magnum opus is your life. That you glimpsed the abyss and decided to stay, that is an act of art. You've created a myth that keeps you jazzing. You write and read and speak. This is high magick many millions throughout modern history never learned.

I'm for twice, thrice, and more born. I'm for those who have experience rebelling, who know how to die, and who have chosen to stay in this beautiful broken world with a heart that beats.

I'm for the mfkrs who, when they land in hell, greet the devil and start making art to cover the walls.

Because you're going to need those skills to face the brutal facts.

The Brutal Facts

The dreams of our childhood are dead. We've entered the event horizon of a technologic singularity. Our current cultural momentum near guarantees global catastrophes that will kill billions in the coming century or two.

The 'movers' of this momentum are cultures. Cultures are ecologies of egregores. Egregores are 'organizing stories' that enable large numbers of people to communicate and coordinate with each other. The United States is an egregore. Russia, China, and Israel are egregores. Google, Apple, Meta, Anthropic, and OpenAI are egregores. My company, Kathedra, is the egregore that paid to rent the event space I type these words to you from.

If something is to be done to improve our world, it will be done by egregores.

And you have 4 choices:

1. Repression
2. Resistance
3. Revolution
4. Renaissance

Repression is to pretend you don't feel it. That something is tragically wrong with our world -- that you have a whisper in the still quiet moments that encourages you to live a larger, braver life. But you say no. You continue to hope psychiatric medications help you. You continue to silence yourself so the comfortable job and relationship stay comfortable. You pretend to not notice the ache that creeps in at the edges of your bedroom as you fight to fall asleep.

Resistance is the beginning. It normally starts when we identify some thread of current cultural code that we disagree with. My first 'resistance' moment came when I read my first nutrition book in college and realized that my lifelong habit of starting my day with over 100grams of sugar was not good. I stopped eating sugar. My life changed.

Some resist Amazon by shopping local.
Some resist factory farming by hunting or veganism.
Some resist 'the system' by not voting.
Some resist biologic psychiatry by choosing plant medicine.

Whatever it is, the essence of resistance is to stand against something.

Revolution is different. Resistance implies that the egregore we stand against (Amazon, factory farming, the system, biologic psychiatry) cannot be 'killed' or 'overthrown.' Revolutions disagree. Revolutions seek to remove. Students of history know that the prize most successful revolutions earn is, by dedicating their lives to fighting a monster, they became a monster.

Resistance and Revolution have their time and place, but their fundamental shortcoming is they don't build futures.

Renaissance includes and transcends resistance and revolution. A good renaissance has mechanisms of resistance and revolution built into it, but it focuses on building.

Buckminster Fuller provides the mantra for the renaissance:

The blunt, brutal truth is the future depends on a generation of artists learning how to sell.

If cultures are ecologies of egregores, and egregores are organizing stories, the fundamental egregore skill is selling.

We are a generation of neutered magicians because we have been tricked into thinking selling is bad. We're ashamed by the thought of selling while we accept being sold to by the egregores that pillage our planet and eat the future.

Wake up. Selling is storytelling. Selling is pitching an alternative future.

The Renaissance has two fundamental requirements:

1. guilds producing master artists
2. huge investment of capital (money)

The Renaissance is a multi-generational project.

The current phase we're in will need a legion of artists willing to step forward and begin taking a stand for something that eventually can become a guild.

This requires artists to become leaders of communities.

This requires artists to learn entrepreneurship.

This requires artists to learn how to teach.

For the artists who are ready to join a group of 40 peers intending to learn the same skills, join the DEVA school before in closes March 30th at midnight.

I've made more than $800,000 in the last 3 years as a byproduct of dreaming in public about the renaissance I want to see.

I've learned how to sell like an artist and without shame.

I've learned how to make money helping others.

I'm going to teach you the same skills so you can contribute you're unique piece of the future we're all hoping for.

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