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J.R. Warden
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When the moon shrinks, I tell you what I only say in private. Long-form, uncensored pieces on creativity, true sovereignty, and the art of living well.
It's 6:25 AM in a Midwest Panera and I'm writing my second Waymarks newsletter this morning because I'm implementing systems that force my hand. Task stacking, no excuses, no skipping, no “I’ll do it tomorrow” allowed.
As the full moon rises, the veil between worlds thins, allowing missives from a seer in my fantasy world to drift into our own. Inside is one ancient divination method, ornithomancy (bird divination), and its prophecy about what I’m writing now.
When driving or creating something new; sometimes I can't see the future. I don't always know where I'm headed, but the chances are strong that there's someone out there who's driven down this road before.
I blinked and an hour vanished; Black Friday shopping and hundreds of dollars gone. Is it all because I picked up my phone for “one quick thing”? Is this a 'tax' of having a smartphone, luring us into impulse buys and endless scrolls? Modern life is complexity, not
I used to start every journal entry with a fresh burst of anxiety, feeling like I had to invent the entire post from scratch before I could write a single word. I believed I had to deliver gut-punches of pure emotion from the depths of my soul. But I
I used to think discipline was the on-ramp to easy living. You put in the hard work up front, build habits, build systems, and then you coast. This morning, looking at the same blank page I have faced for over a decade, I realized that's a lie.
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