I've been on the path of minimalism since before the turn of the century. 1996, that year the relationship ended. It was a year of clarity. A year when freedom and ego clashed. I started getting rid of stuff... certain attitudes and a whole lot of fat too. I began to realize that I had to get my mental and physical together to become who I wanted to be. The twist was I didn't know, consciously, who that person was.
I still don't know, but I'm closer. Twenty years closer.
So the point, the idea of this entry, is that I am moving towards the mind/life of an ascetic, but not as radical. I'm not sitting in the forest in a loin cloth and gazing at the stars and begging for food; I haven't given up too many of the creature comforts of modern day humanity, but I have been somewhat careless about currency and those structures in society designed to move same from the bottom to the top, namely that annual ritual when one must declare the amount of digits exchanged for one's labor. Perhaps I can have some digits transferred into a place where I can manifest them into currency and exchange said currency into tangible goods, or virtual services.
What I am doing, when I'm not writing these blogs, is imagining how I can lure digits into my virtual realm without expending too much energy. Under the heat of burning candles in my heatless living space this chilly April evening, I imagine just how little materially I can live off of, exchanging more currency for mobility and fuel than for clothing, shelter, trinkets and entertainment. (The irony is that the less currency I exchange for entertainment, the more entertainment I discover from life itself.)
It's a rather utopian mindset - and utopia is not sustainable, so I have to modify my imaginations somewhat... and that's why I sit around listening to Astro-theological, and occult lectures on consciousness - besides I like the history and etymology. Perhaps sharing such knowledge myself will bring me enough food for the next leg of the journey.
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