Breathing and publishing

And Sonic's 13 points of articulation!

I sometimes forget how much I need to hit ‘publish’. For me, it’s almost as necessary as breathing. When I go to long without publishing, bad things happen to my brain. And I feel a lost connection with people I long to be connected with.

I have not pressured myself too much to publish while in a whirlwind of personal challenges while building my tiny home, but it also struck me that perhaps there’s no better time to publish. More and more, I view my whole life as art — so apologies to anyone who signed up for this newsletter wanting only to see collectible cartoon JPEGS 🙏 from me. Those will return in due time. Honestly, it’s hard to describe the amount of ideas that hit my brain, and the challenge of a lifetime is selecting the ones to act on with the time available.

Yesterday, we celebrated my son Kai’s 5th birthday at a nearby park — Sonic and Knuckles style. Beautiful Brooke did a remarkable job planning for the party, even taking the time to make a Dr. Robotnik costume for me to do a little birthday party role playing with. I admit, I had some fun being goofy with the kids, and it reminded me a past life so many years ago when I used to coach soccer all over silicon valley. “Goofy-with-the-kids-Matt” is apparently one of Brooke’s favorite aspects of me. I’m excited for the opportunity to work with kids again in the Behere workshops we’re planning to launch in October — this time, with an emphasis on creative thinking through art. Feels so appropriate somehow : )

Doing some Dr. Robotnik roleplaying here at Kai’s 5th Sonic and Knuckles party. We launched the kids into a race that ended in the kids eating donut rings hanging by string from a tree.

A big thank you to our local friends who showed up to help make the day special for Kai. Seemed he and all the kids had a great time 🙏.

Sonic’s 13 points of articulation!

While cleaning up some birthday party carnage from last night, the not so subtle 13 points of articulation! marketing gag on the packaging caught my attention this morning. As many of you know — I have an ongoing relationship with numbers, to both discover and create meaning in them as they come to attention, typically with a synchronistic implication.

Here was a big #13, and a deeper level of communication seemed to be seeping through the sales pitch here. I somehow felt like the EXACT target audience for this — but there must be a mistake here, right? Through my study of the Mayan calendar and the books of Jose Arguelles, I happen to know that human beings have 13 main articulations in the body, with 20 digits (fingers and toes), which provides it’s own natural relationship portal into the meaning of these numbers. There is a whole community that has sprung up around this work, and there is a thing called the 1320 frequency — as something of a contrast to the 1260 frequency embodied on our 12 month calendar and 12 hour clocks with 60 minute hours and 60 second minutes. I obsessed and wrote about this in 2015 over on Medium if you’re interested.

In short, the 1260 frequency is ridiculous — but dominant in culture today. (more than happy to circle back to this later)

And the 1320 frequency of 13 moons, 13 constellations, and a ‘base-20’ numeric system — is the real deal.

But then I’m like “is this communication landing for anyone else? Do kids care how many ‘points of articulation’ there are? Do parents? Is this a thing? Or is this just subliminal programming to reverse the brainwashing cycle that 13 is some kind of unlucky number — and instead a number that is foundational to our being, and designed into our bodies? What is going on this Sonic packaging?!

I write here, not knowing who the real target audience was. But something tells me the message is getting through. Maybe we really are entering a new era of time, and I simply need to get better at trusting the process of life to eradicate the false matrix, and let the truth shine through.

Kids crying, dad needed. Gotta go. Tata for now. 👋

Thank you for taking the time to connect. 🙏