Untitled Five


This work is one of seven. This, Untitled Five, is the first.

Let’s, get started.

These Letters are essential. Whilst I have no proper name nor cogent description for the undertaking at the time of undertaking it, suffice it then to say that this is not about anything at all about what was, before I was but rather whom I was and can only ever have been.

Many a ‘wise man’ have gone before…. Given the world as we have it today, perhaps it is better or best to say “thinkers”. However no matter how revered their names may be today but mostly yesteryear their actual legacy is a matter for conspiracy theories. That is not derogatory. That is, it requires the attention of contemporary thinkers, the so called ‘conspiracy theorist’. Let me also not shy away from the fact that I regard them as heroes.


The world has lost its course. It appears to be a near complete “Luciferian Experiment” or more esoterically a cogent Alice in Wonderland dystopia. If that’s still repugnant to the mind, Animal Farm. These with others are all the same story; “Man is not apart”. The cumulative works of these contemporary thinkers in its entirety has only ever been to highlight that there is a difference between Man and Human. That they are not the same thing. It is that little regarded fact which highlights the nature of the dystopia. That the planet is not the world, the world is not man, and man is not humanity, needn’t need explaining, yet…

She finds herself bereft of ‘role models’ (Man) and relegated to the armpits of ‘heroesim’ (Humans). It is that dire. It is also why gratitude to the modern thinker can not be overstated. For without them it may have taken longer still to realise just how much we know that we just don’t know.

God's Window

Man is not Human

Man can not only build pyramids but do so in concert with the planet and the heavens. Humanity on the other hand can barely distinguish reality. The idea of reality in the contemporary world is a set of agreed upon narratives in the face literal contradiction. Dystopia. Thus these works seek to clearly articulate an understanding of the fact that these little regarded facts are the critical difference between humans with possibility for manhood and those without.


How light on the tongue and heavy on the mind. A shake, a poke, what’s the difference? It is that humanity is a description of a condition, where manhood is the condition. Thusly being human is a transitional experience, not just a mere passage of the cycles of rising and falling. Which in-turn are misunderstood as existence or in the contemporary sense, living. This is ignorant, indeed Luciferian (a ‘misguided’ thing). A blasphemy to reality.


This now is the sole distinguishing factor between those with possibility and those without. Putting it elegantly Roman thinker, Marcus Tullius Cicero (106 – 43 BC), said; “To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child”. Humanity is childhood. Childhood is not manhood. Perhaps as emphasis Greek thinker, Paul the Apostle (c. 5 – 67 AD), wrote; “When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” From an apostles’ pen; ‘stop playing around’ or more colloquially ‘grow up’, I paraphrase of course. That is ‘them’; stories, tall tales, and yarns of humanity, the sinews of make believe.

Now one knows… Should one stay? Should one go? “Stay with us, don’t try to get out,” Tweedledee, Tweedledum implore. But one must…


Cease Acting

Playing. Make believing. Playing make believe. A thinker of recent times, Vusa’mazulu Credo Mutwa (1921 – 2020 AD), had it simply as; “aping culture from without”. Verily, there is no such thing as severability of truth. That’s bold faced make believe. A lie.

The Apostle did say the ‘looking glass’ was ‘murky’. Comforting? Find it then that ignorance is not bliss. That Cicero echoes true still; “For what is the worth of human life, unless it is woven into the life of our ancestors…?”. Preceding that, the ancestors said; “umntu ngumtu ngabantu”. Obviously the actual sounds were quiet different to the ones made today.


Let it be a blast. A ‘big bang’ if you will. I think it best to say we just don’t know. But we did. That we did is possibility. Possibility is how and why we are. Purpose. It is the pursuit of purpose or not, having possibility or not, it is One, it is no history nor mystery, it is my-story.



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