To writ.

So in trying to kickstart the ecosystem, I have challenged my hyper-challenged wits about me, to a degree that might collaborate with everyone, or die with me. As I have sent the email corresponding to this post, I think the latter is now a definite no-go. This can be testament to what I have done, to newbies, as well as the social media comeuppance of being able to not share the currency of private knowledge ( a very GenX trait ) and hold a business stance very separately from personal.

Having said this, there are firm ideas on what the collaborators’ value have instead of political and entertainment values, they are in the tone of email, all and correspondence, in a realisation that we ought, we intend, we purpose, in the exact way that we need to. Not mapped conveniently to your expectations but on the retournée and the reparte hopefully, we are able to get a sync that will get things under weigh. Otherwise, if you don’t speak up, you will be taken for granted, will be taken from you – time, effort, vitality, the eventual ecosystem accélération that you have observed previously, and be repurposed to other things elsewhere. I don’t believe there is an invisible hand. There is a massive belief in the world being able to handle the change, and the following amassed building of place, people, intent, is not supremacy or control. But rather, a pigeonholing of sorts to be able to assert our belonging to something we had help build. Instead of the succumb to corrupt others into a disbelief of propriety.

Also, every person needing to assert themselves may do so. It is an assertive power we wield within ourselves, and might do to mentor others not only in kind, and in speech, but in doing, we get others going as well, with the refinery of ability and belief in functions. We are what we believe we can be, and we should make this our mantra to the end of days. Are we limited by the ecosystem? By another’s disbelief or riotous agenda? Are we needing to ping every aspect of ourselves to fit quite stereotypically to get money, recognition, more interest in the fields, more accolade, more friends on FB, (not necessarily translating to more written mail in your Christmas wall), but whatever we do things for, we must always have our real intentions at heart.

Otherwise, we spread an inauthentic belief in nothing but the ether. Quick spread of malaise, and doom that will only do the storytellers or authors of fiction well, or possibly poets and artists that hinge on a suspect repose of tragedy. People ask, who do you trust? Who is it at the heart of that building – will you just corner your fast cars to the safety of known paths and not go off-road, nor set on foot? Will you eat the food prepared by someone you unknowingly wronged, and be ironically choked by it. Will you cast a bad eye on those who will themselves to be good, but have no real grasp on how to live well, and rightly purposed to their needs as actual human beings? Will you do the honour of destroying another person’s life, because you didn’t know, it is in your acerbic nature, you were willingly told by someone else holding a stronger influence or control of a pension over you, because it leaves you choice less, or because the crowd had said so?

And the only response to this unbuilding of people, is no.