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Stanza I

Embodying my nervous system

Oh Lord, this one is curvy and bold, sincere and curious, courageous and soft, strong when needed. This is my song for 2025.Lord, I do thank you for remembrance. I do thank my soul for listening to my inner voice screaming silence and no more attention, where distracting factors kept me from being kind to my beautiful self.

Embracing a softer edge has been the challenge, since I thrive in structure, order, and support. Yet trust needed wisdom that is lived, not read or transmitted even. It needed time to weave and unweave past and no longer vital chords.

An air of sadness kept me attentive to observe the times we are leaving behind, with care, in forgiveness and at times forgetfulness that can stem from the yearning to evolve. Sweet soul, the seeking has long ceased, and the caring, weaving path of embodied attention began to show signs of emotional maturity. Oh, I am blessed indeed to have the power of words and the gift of colors, and most important, the union with love.

I am blessed. Thank you, 2025, that started with a bang and kindly showed me to trust myself instead of others.

“Each of us born as a citizen of two worlds, each a descendant of eternity, and each a child of time.”Michael Meade

Stanza II

Perception and Value

Nothing dies without having life resurface with a different shape.The current monetary system has shifted, and one cannot see it with the same lens.

Bitcoiners become Austrian economists and, after that, start reading and understanding macro, for it is through the comparison of other goods and semi-scarce assets that one can understand what is happening and what each character in the story is playing.

Treasury bonds.Stable coins.Old fiat, filthy currency.Precious and rare minerals.Bitcoin, options, derivatives, futures, you name it.And obviously s**t coins all play a part.

Looking closely, in the micro, and also with distance and timeframes that vary, the macro starts shaping a story that most myopia is unable to track.

It is about the real transformation of value, and how humanity has given all its value to institutions, even now, that maneuver in sophisticated ways to get more bucks for your time.

What to do?

In my case, I like to study behavior so my emotional body does not panic when a wavelength goes too high or too low. Instead, I take time to keep questions open, big and small inquiries, and I feel mostly very blessed.

Stanza III

The word art comes from the Latin ars, meaning skill, craft, method, a knowledge embodied through practice. In Greek, the parallel term is technē (τέχνη), which means skill or the art of making, a form of knowing that lives in the body through doing. From this comes kallítechnēs (καλλιτέχνης), from kallós (καλός), meaning beautiful or noble, and technē, meaning skill. Kallítechnēs names the practice of skill carried with beauty, care, and discernment.

Art, in this sense, is practiced intelligence shaped into form.

I am blessed because one of the ways that I can create, among many things other than writing, is creating shapes, environments, playing with materiality, hiring fabricators, having the blessing of commissioners that trust my vision to the point that they give me opportunities to create work that is permanent and that can be seen in subway stations, universities, schools, hospitals, etc.

I continue to do this work in a most devotional way because I understand the complexity and the beauty of this opportunity to be able to create something that listens to the needs of a community, in lieu of having adoration or a statue of reverence from the public, because most of the people that see my work have no idea who did it, and it does not matter, because the wor