A Third Line Experiment
In typical third-line fashion, I have started and abandoned at least a dozen blogs over the years, my discarded identities blowing like tumbleweeds across the internet. I am a trial-and-error person; I experiment, I create, and then I shout “ANARCHY!” as I tear it all down again to begin anew.
So welcome to the next evolution of my process. My last blog was probably my most successful one yet, lasting a grand total of two years. I am still sentimental about it, a homage to my memories spent studying abroad and the journey of self-discovery I’ve undertaken to get to where I am today.
The blog served its purpose. But I got to the point where I couldn't write anything on there anymore because all I wanted to talk about was fucking Human Design. It is a deep obsession that to put it lightly, has consumed my entire life. It’s the world’s slowest logical virus; you barely notice it infiltrating your consciousness until suddenly it has taken hold, to which there is no remedy, or no vaccine for that matter.
I basically live, eat, breathe, shit Human Design. I both love and hate it. On one hand, it has radically shifted how I perceive myself, my relationships, and the world. On the other hand, it has radically shifted how I perceive myself, my relationships, and the world. You can’t pull the hood back over awareness. What’s done is done. What to do?
It is often described as a shattering. I don’t really have another word which articulates it more accurately. It strips your mind of the illusion it ever had anything to do with your life. You take the keys of Strategy and Authority, put them into the ignition of the vehicle, and off you go. You have no idea where you are going. You have no idea where you will end up.
We were indoctrinated with the fear that we must be concerned about survival. That we have to worry about how to make money, how to find shelter, what would happen in the future. And out of those fears, these mental anxieties, we have been convinced that we need to take action in order to alleviate them. We have to do something, right? How else are we going to survive?
In 1781 we transitioned from the seven-centred being into nine-centred beings, homo sapiens in transitus. The nine-centred being is not here to be concerned about survival; this was our past. We are here to experience consciousness in form. We are here for companionship and to express our unique outer authority. We all have different experiences, different ways of being, different ways of seeing. We are not here to be caught up and lost in the mundanity of our day-to-day decisions. We are not here to be homogenized sheep blindly following what everybody else is telling us to do.
Strategy and Authority is what liberates us from being concerned about survival by taking care of everything we need on the material plane. But it’s not necessarily what you think you think you want. The most terrifying and equally exciting edge you will ever approach is when you get to the point of having no idea what will happen next. Strategy and Authority will take care of the who, what, when, where, and how.
This experiment for me has been a process of surrender. Each day it feels like I fall incrementally deeper and deeper into my own authority, to which I am continually reminded there is no choice. My body will act on its own accord and make my decisions for me. The vanity in thinking that my mind ever got a say in that.
We think we have control over where we will go, who we will meet, the timing over when these things will happen for us. But it’s simply not true; what is there simply just is. No amount of searching or forcing will make it arrive any quicker.
As a third line, every correct experience, relationship, or opportunity I’ve ever found myself in was the result of me completely absorbed in my own process. I am designed to literally have the correct forces bang into me. It has just shown up on my doorstep over and over again.
Life is movement. We are just flying objects hurtling through space together. Nothing about the mechanics of Human Design is spiritual. And yet, I find myself in awe at how this all works so beautifully. How uniquely we are all designed. How we literally are both passengers in the illusion and are instruments of it at the same time.
I don’t know how this blog will evolve. Heck, I don’t think I even know what I am doing here. But my authority has spoken and here I am. So I will keep experimenting, I will keep discovering and maybe I will create something magical along the way. Or maybe not. I don’t really care. This is my own selfish pursuit. So come along for the ride or au revoir baby.