the Mythos of Legend Parturition

Let us take a moment to recognize the birth of a legend, as we bob in the wake that follows a meteoric thud in the realm of baseball.  The auspicious mythology was created last night by the warrior who wields a weapon of sleek elegant design: the wooden 34-inch, 32-ounce Marucci AP5 baseball bat of dusty-diamond-demiurge slugger Albert Pujols. Pitchers so rarely ever dare deliver him anything hittable, and his previous 8 appearance at the plate in the World Series were hit-less. And then for the 1st time in World Series history, we witnessed 4 hits in 4 consecutive at-bats and then 1 more. he hit a: Single, single, 3-run homer, and then a little bit more with a 2-run homer, and a solo homer. Pujols. 5 hits, 3 of them home runs, over 5 consecutive at-bats. He drove in 6 runs, bringing his team back from a 5-0 deficit to crushingly finish with a 16-7 victory. And now Pujols' only competition is with the gods. He contends with the legends of the past; the Sultan of Swing and Mr. October, for only Babe Ruth & Reggie Jackson have ever hit this many homers in a World Series game -and by the way, 2 of Pujols' homers were hit out of the ballpark. He accounted for 14 total bases, a new World Series record. And thus we have witnessed the myth breathed into legend in the form of a new progeny. Pujols -for thousands of years, human protective rituals and custom will enact the guardianship of the warrior wielding a wooden bat.

Creationeering

We are our own best existing authority available to decimate our own unfiltered identification. Existence's conversion into a digital universe has inadvertently incited an exponentially increasing influence from the Faux. This international junta of master illusionists has enjoyed unprecedented anonymity under the guise of a collective consumer perception.

But fear not Braination, for the Tendrils can never hold us all down. Even if we can only offer a feeble wiggle, we will rebel from its cold clutches, even if we have to dance our way to freedom. The Tendrils of Faux can never stop the wiggling, so wiggle on.

It is time to re-introduce yourself to your understanding. Movement is a state of mind, so erode its grip. Creationeering will dilute our presence from the Faux's Radar. If we constantly reinvent our understanding of ourselves, then the Faux will be unable to pinpoint our location and, in turn, our collective existence.

By implementing the art of Creationeering, we engage a perpetual spiritual dialogue between understanding and wiggling.