The Raja Prana House Journey

First off, Dad, as you read this, you'll probably not enjoy some of it. But trust me, get to the end, because I am so so proud of you and I have so much respect for the way you handle your biz today. Hopefully there's a bit of resonance in the parts you maybe won't like as well haha.. And Mom, same with you, you have ascended past the gender role that was engrained within you as well, and I absolutely bow down to how you have seated into your Divine power. Eternally grateful to both of you. Love you so much. And to my only blood brother, I understand if you're upset by my pieces or however you feel reading them. It's okay, I love you and I respect however you feel. I’m about to cross a bridge that my consciousness says I've been needing to address lately, gender roles. I didn’t realize it, but now that I have been studying my subconscious more than ever before, it’s as clear as a fresh period of light that my internal operating system, external reality, and ever...

I started smoking weed when I was 13ish years old, 7th or 8th grade. Originally what happened was, I wanted a T-Shirt from the Puff Daddy & The Family Tour, my parents wouldn't let me go to the concert. But they gave me 20 bucks to have "a friend" get me a T-Shirt, and of course none of my nerd friends were going... But some of the "G''s" were, you know, like "this is for the G's and this for the Hustlas?" So I gave them the money, and maybe the day after the show or the next Monday or whatever it was, I went up to them and asked if they got me the shirt. They said no and instead offered me what was probably a dime bag of dirty brown weed, might as well call it hierba or grass in Espanol.  I'd never smoked weed before, I played video games, the Star Wars Card Game, and maybe I was still regularly practicing Karate, can't remember now. Had a handful of friends, just as many that didn't go to school with me as ones who did, an...

Breath...seems to be life. Seems to be...the way, how to be shown the way, and how all of life is animated. Or perhaps there is no life without breath...The mechanics, the inner workings, the beautiful intricate intelligence that powers the breathing apparatus, functions so easily, so effortlessly, without any work...literally just the subconscious desire and/or all the elements/systems needing that oxygen to keep going, to keep growing, to keep sticking to those bonds that are magnetically pulling them all together to create this seemingly platonically solid Avatar/Vessel.. Attracting that next breath is seemingly what the act of living boils down to, on its most basic level, that's what this mind and lens of consciousness thinks.  Lately, Pranayama has attracted my consciousness more than most any other breathing style. I love the sensation of the alternating nasal breath and Skull Fu.. I mean skull breathing hehehe. Maybe it's the gentle inflating from the bottom of the gut ...

Years back I wrote one BLOG entry and talked about it nonstop. Every time I told someone about it and they were impressed, I enjoyed seeing that reaction and I don't think I even made it to a 2nd entry, so I'm proud of myself. So what's different now? Well.. the way I'd put it into words is, so far in this life, I've been shown, not really through much effort on my part at first, the activities that help me feel the way I want to feel. Some of you guys n gals reading this might have been watching my content way back when I was mostly acting and managing a rap duo and modeling. Super humble right LOL.. If so you might remember the video I made on Creating a Vision Board, and it had all these layers and worked towards a set of activities that my mind thought were the activities helping me resonate with joy and internal peace and love and all the vibrations my mind thought we wanted to fill up these fresh periods of light with. Those thoughts weren't wrong, there w...