The Nation of Zebula
Unveiling the Manifestium
When my male body was just a little pop, he quickly bored of all the traditional games that other pops were playing. Inventing one’s own games is the greatest of all games! One game we invented is a non-geographical micro-nation known as “Zebula.” When my female body was a little pop, she dreamed of travelling over the rainbow. And even though the Wizard of Oz teaches that you don’t have to go anywhere to take a trip, the one-person game of “VCR” doesn’t replace having flesh and blood playmates.
In the land of “Zebula,” play is the only foundational paradigm for collaboration, growth, development, and existence in general. It’s variety should not only be strongly encouraged, but if popsicle, enforced through spontaneous tickle attacks and communication through a language of pops, beeps, brackets, colour-coded clothes, text and surrender to the unpredictable nature of the universe.
We have developed our whole lifestyle around the concept of play. We embarked on a quest of an epic scope. The stakes were high. We put it all on the line, and we found we were following an algorithm for the gamification of real life:
The navigation of our round-the-world traversaries becomes ever-effortless the less we plan, expect, or pursue.
The object of the game:
Our challenge is to raise and maintain our highest popsicle vibrational frequency to align ourselves with the rise of the Rainbow Warriors, as we’ve detected the imminent shift of the planet’s own frequencies into an excessive polarity, similar to the wars of Rapa Nui. Our planet is still at war and the battlefield is our consciousness. Can we unpack all of the layers of our material “identities” as they have been accumulated over years of complicity?
As we’ve committed more and more to this game, shedding these layers as we learn more and more about each other, more games have been generated with real life players. And the good news is that everyone is winning.
As it gets more and more intense, we find ourselves living in situations that most people probably wouldn’t consider. Perhaps too obvious? A tarp and a hammock can sometimes be even more comfortable than even a tent or a hotel room. As we relied less and less on money and sight-seeing to enrich our lives as one-year round-the-world experimental explorers, opportunities to join actual real-life “no-money” communities were multiplied, and we found ourselves living in Amsterdam for free in exchange for playing the game “anarchist kitchen” where no one is in charge and no authorities are respected. Members of our international family of playmates started to appear in the flesh.
So what is the secret to playing this game successfully? It’s a simple process of isolating truth from illusion. You know something is not real if it is negative. And once you choose not to acknowledge anything negative, obstacles and boundaries between people and places cease to exist.
Some of our favorite games are called Any Lifeprov, #lifeprov, Danceprov, “Laughing for no Reason,” “May or May Not be Pregnant,” “Who can go the longest without going to the dentist?” “Life is a Musical,” “cash handling,” “hide-and-go-job,” “Hairdresser,” “Digital Nomad” and any any more….
Join us as we begin to compile the Manifestium. Email us for a direct Google Hangouts invite: anythingispopsicle@gmail.com
