Blake’s Basement

Five months in Mexico found me eating, praying and loving. Ceviche, nude bees, art counters in police encounters, and Iowa Journey, where I saw myself in my energy body. Clarity on my own power. I saw myself becoming a God. I always was, but it’s finally seen.

During seasonal work in Alaska, in the midst of hellish drunken squalor, i realize me, and all humans, be retarded

Losercore 2.0, a recent breakthrough in the sportsworld concept relating to somatism and haters

Comments on AI, UBi, education and entreprenuership discussion on recent Diary of a Ceo panel

After wheelchairing through international airports after a gout attack in Thailand, i come back to surrender, to let go, have faith as a guiding philosophy. Living the dream. I call it LoserCore.