You need a rudder to steer your carcass of a body through the challenges of life, sometimes the rudder breaks, get’s stuck, points you in one direction and you have to keep travelling there because you don’t have the resources to fix it onboard the ship (often your mind)
You have to keep going in a straight line until you hit shore (wake the fuck up) and then go looking for supplies to re-adjust and fix (maybe upgrade) the rudder. You see you need a fully functional rudder if you are going to steer this clusterfuck of a ship we call the human body to destinations and ports that are willing to trade with us (financial/emotionally)
A rudder is a primary control surface used to steer a ship, boat, submarine, hovercraft, aircraft, or other conveyance that moves through a fluid medium
The steem blockchain is a fluid medium, without a rudder you end up hitting the banks of other peoples shit and wake them from their slumber (they don’t like that) you wince and wind yourself back in and put your ship in reverse and hope that your rudder which is now under extreme duress does not buckle because of the reverse decision.
Every decision you make that was ill informed is a potential chance for your rudder control to be limited, in fact I’d go as far as to say that the more times you fuck with the rudder the less efficient it gets, a less in life to not play with things you have zero control over — it’s mostly just that comfy ‘safe place’ in your mind and your safe word is ‘pineapple’
While a rudder is highly important for those that aim to cascade forward like a drunken kebab eating numpty out of a club at 2am in the hope of finding some semblance of logic to get back to the airbnb it’s also a hinderance if your rudder is not calibrated to the generation you are in.
You see, it’s far too easy to time travel these days, with no concern for the rudder just hoping that you have one somewhere. That it’s still hanging on, out of view but flying by wire internally like a pace maker built in the 80’s (imagine the fact that you can hack someones heartbeat, scary)
Personally, and for many years, I’ve been pretty much running rudderless, like a server with a headerless environment to not be vulnerable to all the usual driveway open source script kiddy tools of ownerage. It’s not that I wanted too it’s just I couldn’t afford the upkeep of the rudder, my rudder was faulty and I was always trying to shave time of the route to where I thought I needed to be because at the destination would be the gold I craved for my supposedly enjoyment in this thing we call life.
instead, I focused on my orrery
No really, it’s a real thing. It’s also nothing to do with my arsehole. But I do have one and I do poop out of it on the regular. It’s important to be regular, you don’t want to carry excess baggage and fly across the world just to poop in another country anyway, how wild is that. Never thought of that before today — another day of learning.
Anywho.
Devoid of resources, funds and inclination to acquire a new rudder I decided at great pain, anguish and personal detriment to my mental health that maybe, just maybe you could steer a ship with the stars alone, that’s right, like a life of pi, fuck me their is a tiger in the ship I decided to throw caution to the wind (quicktip: foolish) and instead invest in steering my life using the clouds and the sky, as a baseline ground star sign I knew this was fool hardy but did it anyway — better the devil you know and all that.
I didn’t have anything left to loose anyway, the journey had drained me of all purpose and left me a hollow shell of a man, running on impulse, lust and the occasional box of twenty chicken nuggets.
An orrery is a mechanical model of the Solar System that illustrates or predicts the relative positions and motions of the planets and moons, usually according to the heliocentric model.
Wright was right about a lot of things.
Inspired by the brush strokes, incredible lighting and the joy on the children’s face at possibility the wright art was the heroin in the arm come up I needed to rebalance my intention — I have no rudder I thought, but I do have the stars and the moon to guide me, I can take this mechanical notion of direction and formed over thousands of years as the next best way to navigate these murky waters of life.
In the middle of the fastest internet of my life (gigabit) I had a revelation, one that travelled with me until today, in that regardless how grounded you feel you need to be and no matter how much control over the rudder you have if you don’t have your eye on the sun, moon and the clouds your still lost when you get there, rudderless or not.
It’s not when you get there, or how you get there or what you think you need to curate and manipulate or shape into the perfect mechanical version of yourself that the outside world expect it’s more lucid than that, you need to allow yourself to flow into the mechanics of life.
This boat will always float, steem will always list to one side, rudder or rudderless, destination known or unknown but unless we align our direction with the stars and the solar system of the crypto verse around us we are merely just a pirate ship selling betamax tapes that can’t be played.
The angle of list is the degree to which a vessel heels (leans or tilts) to either port or starboard. A listing vessel is stable and at equilibrium
Personally, filled with star charts and good intention I’ll chase down the karma of making sure my childs face is always bright, smiling and lit with the intention of sailing the great voyage of life someday, bigger than where she was when she encounter the mechanical beast of conformity.
I can only provide insights and tools, not jaded by my own misfortune and broken rudder stories.
__humble x
p.s — we are gonna need a bigger boat.