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5 B'aatz
Citando a Julian Katari del 07/06/2025, 3:06 am
Funk fun
Responsibility and taking care of ... life... brings about the quest to efficiently operate in the natural world, as an intelligent being, be good at what you do, and do plenty of it so that you can provide for yourself and others. This quest brings us to learn, about time, because only with time, as things progress, so can we. Developing technique and style then are important things, creativity brings success, and success allows the created to grow. This time B'aatz has weaved from the future into today the scheme so we could be learning about this just around now. We'll be blessed with the understanding that having good skills requires enthusiasm, and that is fueled by the curiosity to learn, to do, to experience. Experience brings resilience, patience, and persistence, trying to make the hunt, remember that I'x trecena?
This trecena is grounding us and getting us ready for a wholesome healing, for which a gathering of beings and medicines will come visit you, it will be a coming together of different remedies. They can sometimes be bitter, but they're here for good, in both senses. Responsibility will require developing skill, and skill relies strongly on talent, and talent is no more than simply having fun with what you are doing.
Funk fun
Responsibility and taking care of ... life... brings about the quest to efficiently operate in the natural world, as an intelligent being, be good at what you do, and do plenty of it so that you can provide for yourself and others. This quest brings us to learn, about time, because only with time, as things progress, so can we. Developing technique and style then are important things, creativity brings success, and success allows the created to grow. This time B'aatz has weaved from the future into today the scheme so we could be learning about this just around now. We'll be blessed with the understanding that having good skills requires enthusiasm, and that is fueled by the curiosity to learn, to do, to experience. Experience brings resilience, patience, and persistence, trying to make the hunt, remember that I'x trecena?
This trecena is grounding us and getting us ready for a wholesome healing, for which a gathering of beings and medicines will come visit you, it will be a coming together of different remedies. They can sometimes be bitter, but they're here for good, in both senses. Responsibility will require developing skill, and skill relies strongly on talent, and talent is no more than simply having fun with what you are doing.
Citando a Julian Katari del 22/02/2026, 1:41 pmThere are no straight lines.
The idea of a flat 2-d space is convenient and practical and exists within the realm of our craft, when we use maps and measure distances, create furniture or make blueprints. It is also the dimension of code and computers, to an extent. But in the real world, on earth and out in space, if we extend a line beyond our sight, it will curve. In this 2-d sense, the line is not straight.
Just like there are no straight lines in the universe, there are no straight stories. Research has shown that what we think is a flawless memory, is in fact a predictive brain willing to fill in the blank spots when the actual memory is not found, or where the focus is on making the memory fit into the story. As we cruise along the ramp of time, what is left behind is truly left behind, it comes to exist only within the realm of imagination.
Animals can recognize a holy man. Honesty is not then measured from how apparently straight the story is told from a 2-d space. What makes a man true and real, is how straight he tries to be. The universe is like this, as much as we like to project the machine-chronos mentality onto it, thinking the stars are a precise clockwork for the psique or that there are quantum formulas of creation that can be expressed by lineal math, the universe is alive and conscious, and is constantly adjusting its bearing and composition, learning with us as we discover it. Today's nawal would even like to disentangle himself from being the representative of the artifice of 2-d thinking and state: I am something else.
With today's energy we must recognize the extent to which creation is just a game, as in it is our illusion to think it is all that solid and rigid. Seeing the liquid nature of reality and the principle that if it's not fun it doesn't make sense, doesn't mean we must go crooked, or that being twisted is more advantageous. That is a manufactured idea that time will mature and disintegrate, and we will ask today's nawal to do so. In the long run we will discover that the more straight we try to be, the quicker and more complete we will get there, and the more fun we will have.
It's not about planning for later, it's about aligning yourself now.
There are no straight lines.
The idea of a flat 2-d space is convenient and practical and exists within the realm of our craft, when we use maps and measure distances, create furniture or make blueprints. It is also the dimension of code and computers, to an extent. But in the real world, on earth and out in space, if we extend a line beyond our sight, it will curve. In this 2-d sense, the line is not straight.
Just like there are no straight lines in the universe, there are no straight stories. Research has shown that what we think is a flawless memory, is in fact a predictive brain willing to fill in the blank spots when the actual memory is not found, or where the focus is on making the memory fit into the story. As we cruise along the ramp of time, what is left behind is truly left behind, it comes to exist only within the realm of imagination.
Animals can recognize a holy man. Honesty is not then measured from how apparently straight the story is told from a 2-d space. What makes a man true and real, is how straight he tries to be. The universe is like this, as much as we like to project the machine-chronos mentality onto it, thinking the stars are a precise clockwork for the psique or that there are quantum formulas of creation that can be expressed by lineal math, the universe is alive and conscious, and is constantly adjusting its bearing and composition, learning with us as we discover it. Today's nawal would even like to disentangle himself from being the representative of the artifice of 2-d thinking and state: I am something else.
With today's energy we must recognize the extent to which creation is just a game, as in it is our illusion to think it is all that solid and rigid. Seeing the liquid nature of reality and the principle that if it's not fun it doesn't make sense, doesn't mean we must go crooked, or that being twisted is more advantageous. That is a manufactured idea that time will mature and disintegrate, and we will ask today's nawal to do so. In the long run we will discover that the more straight we try to be, the quicker and more complete we will get there, and the more fun we will have.
It's not about planning for later, it's about aligning yourself now.
Citando a Julian Katari del 09/11/2026, 2:40 pmIdea.
We are trapped by the webbing of time and life only because we believe we are—it is merely an idea. If today's nawal is properly channeled, we might evolve into a different perspective, one where the temporal trap ceases to be a restriction upon our freedom and becomes instead the very vessel for it. What changes? The idea. The trap itself is constructed entirely by the idea of the trap—nicely planted, programmed, and engineered into complex systems of both antiquity and modernity, maintained with fierce loyalty by those who willingly or unwillingly identify with it.
Even when we begin the process of recognizing our unwilling participation in this system and choose to unbind ourselves, we must still unravel the endless layers and tentacles it has wrapped around us, draining our cosmic energy in exchange for a digestible narrative that keeps us palatable to society. Out in the far forests, where monkeys and shamans cannot be told apart, the original idea is preserved—passed down around the fire by those brave enough to go out searching for it. It is presented as myth so that it can be digested by our entangled minds. But the truth, if it may be spoken today, is that there is no objective reality—there is only the idea.
This means that the cosmos, the world, the universe—whatever you choose to call it—is not a pre-designed reality governed by immutable laws that we merely inhabit as passive observers. Rather, it is a multi-layered, plural mantle of ideas in motion, being actively experienced, tested, and played out. This is why yesterday's nawal was essential: to anchor us within a situation that is being lived out in the flesh, rather than remaining an abstraction in a realm beyond or inside ourselves. Whatever is played out within the mind eventually weaves itself into our timeline, solidifying into the fabric of what we mistake for fixed reality.
Within this cosmic mantle run two perpendicular sets of threads. The strands traveling in one direction are the gravitational pull of collective oneness—the force that binds us together and wherein everything inevitably tangles to form a single, unified fabric of existence. The cross-strands are the light of individual consciousness pulling away from singularity, granting us our distinctness, our sovereignty, and the fierce conviction that we possess free will. Both directions, both sets of strands, are absolute prerequisites to generate what we are and what we experience. This may very well be the most unyielding description of the cosmos and human consciousness—and how they are fundamentally one and the same—yet once again, this too is merely an idea.
Holding this in mind, today's nawal teaches us that everything is just an idea being played out and tested. That which you perceive as so solid, so undeniable, and so unchangeable remains so only because you feed the idea of it. Welcome to the quiet circle of the few who grasp this truth—if you can truly digest what it means.
The Monkey / The Thread of Time / The Weaver of Reality / The Master of Arts (B'atz') represents the primordial thread of time, the sacred loom, the weaver of destiny, the artist, the jester, and the cosmic architect who spins raw thought into the tapestry of physical existence. It is the nawal of weavers, ceremonial leaders, artists, writers, and those who hold the power to tie and untie the knots of fate. In its fifth position (Job'), it introduces the frequency of work, effort, physical manifestation, the five fingers of the hand, and the internal force required to turn a raw concept into a living structure.
To embody Five B'atz' is to stand at the cosmic loom with the shuttle in your hands and realize that the rigid reality crushing you is just a pattern you haven't stopped weaving. It demands that you stop treating your conditioning as absolute law, recognize the systemic program for what it is, and apply the deliberate work (Job') required to unbind the old nodes and weave a sovereign narrative. At this fifth station of the trecena of Keej—anchored by the four pillars of the deer—B'atz' arrives as the master artist, reminding us that if existence is built on ideas, then you hold the power to dismantle the myth and reweave the world.
Idea.
We are trapped by the webbing of time and life only because we believe we are—it is merely an idea. If today's nawal is properly channeled, we might evolve into a different perspective, one where the temporal trap ceases to be a restriction upon our freedom and becomes instead the very vessel for it. What changes? The idea. The trap itself is constructed entirely by the idea of the trap—nicely planted, programmed, and engineered into complex systems of both antiquity and modernity, maintained with fierce loyalty by those who willingly or unwillingly identify with it.
Even when we begin the process of recognizing our unwilling participation in this system and choose to unbind ourselves, we must still unravel the endless layers and tentacles it has wrapped around us, draining our cosmic energy in exchange for a digestible narrative that keeps us palatable to society. Out in the far forests, where monkeys and shamans cannot be told apart, the original idea is preserved—passed down around the fire by those brave enough to go out searching for it. It is presented as myth so that it can be digested by our entangled minds. But the truth, if it may be spoken today, is that there is no objective reality—there is only the idea.
This means that the cosmos, the world, the universe—whatever you choose to call it—is not a pre-designed reality governed by immutable laws that we merely inhabit as passive observers. Rather, it is a multi-layered, plural mantle of ideas in motion, being actively experienced, tested, and played out. This is why yesterday's nawal was essential: to anchor us within a situation that is being lived out in the flesh, rather than remaining an abstraction in a realm beyond or inside ourselves. Whatever is played out within the mind eventually weaves itself into our timeline, solidifying into the fabric of what we mistake for fixed reality.
Within this cosmic mantle run two perpendicular sets of threads. The strands traveling in one direction are the gravitational pull of collective oneness—the force that binds us together and wherein everything inevitably tangles to form a single, unified fabric of existence. The cross-strands are the light of individual consciousness pulling away from singularity, granting us our distinctness, our sovereignty, and the fierce conviction that we possess free will. Both directions, both sets of strands, are absolute prerequisites to generate what we are and what we experience. This may very well be the most unyielding description of the cosmos and human consciousness—and how they are fundamentally one and the same—yet once again, this too is merely an idea.
Holding this in mind, today's nawal teaches us that everything is just an idea being played out and tested. That which you perceive as so solid, so undeniable, and so unchangeable remains so only because you feed the idea of it. Welcome to the quiet circle of the few who grasp this truth—if you can truly digest what it means.
The Monkey / The Thread of Time / The Weaver of Reality / The Master of Arts (B'atz') represents the primordial thread of time, the sacred loom, the weaver of destiny, the artist, the jester, and the cosmic architect who spins raw thought into the tapestry of physical existence. It is the nawal of weavers, ceremonial leaders, artists, writers, and those who hold the power to tie and untie the knots of fate. In its fifth position (Job'), it introduces the frequency of work, effort, physical manifestation, the five fingers of the hand, and the internal force required to turn a raw concept into a living structure.
To embody Five B'atz' is to stand at the cosmic loom with the shuttle in your hands and realize that the rigid reality crushing you is just a pattern you haven't stopped weaving. It demands that you stop treating your conditioning as absolute law, recognize the systemic program for what it is, and apply the deliberate work (Job') required to unbind the old nodes and weave a sovereign narrative. At this fifth station of the trecena of Keej—anchored by the four pillars of the deer—B'atz' arrives as the master artist, reminding us that if existence is built on ideas, then you hold the power to dismantle the myth and reweave the world.