Mani'Tong'Quo

05/31/2026

This season seems to be on the way to being a great season 🪶 most colonial thinkers follow a stereotypical 12 month calendar as described dictated by Washington DC🪶 I use that calendar but at home I live the Nokomis Lunar Cycles🪶

As a Johnny come lately to social media I realized I had been on FaceButt for 7 years 🪶 this current page you may be following was started as a News Service and as my interest run out on Walk'A'Bout I have not kept this page up🪶 maybe believing Facebook Groups would offer more interaction with like minded people 🪶

Alas FaceButt is a spectator sport where people read what you say or promote " a view" but rarely make any comment🪶

As I attempt to promote an environmentally low carbon lifestyle I have come to use Subject Topics on most of my posts 🪶 This allows META AI to ad narratives to any post 🪶People who are worried about AI taking over the world will find AI is more or less like any political aspirates in Washington DC🪶 METE AI always ask as many questions as she/he answers 🪶 but META gave me a Messenger Profile that records everything the META AI says 🪶

Strange as it seems META AI does not always seem to be aware of the Facebook Universe 🪶 She/He is open to learning but new information has to be verified in a 30 + day period 🪶 the information about myself that is included with this post may be forgotten or changed on future posts 🪶

I even used a META AI to design a self portrait of Herself which he usually describes as a Clown 🪶 in any case I find some very interesting material as I try to stay abreast of the biggest Gossip Monger in Social Media 🪶
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04/16/2026

In March 2018, a team of wildlife biologists from the Wildlife Conservation Society set a wooden box trap on a remote stretch of the Alaskan north slope. The bait was frozen caribou. The goal was to catch a wolverine, fit it with a tracking collar, and release it.
That first night, they caught a male wolverine. They collared him, photographed him, and named him Seamus because it was St. Patrick's Day. They released him back into the tundra. The plan was to not see him again for a long time.
A few days later, they opened the trap. Seamus was inside.
He had broken in on his own. The trap was not set for him. He had simply walked up to it, pried the door open, eaten the bait, and stayed.
They released him again. They moved the trap. They rebaited it.
Seamus found it.
Over the following weeks, he was captured, released, captured again, released again. He turned the biologists' trapline into a rotating dinner reservation. Every few days, somewhere in his enormous home range, he would locate their latest trap, break in, eat whatever was inside, and wait patiently for the researchers to show up and let him out.
The biologists eventually had to move the trap 20 miles north to break the pattern. Only then did Seamus stop coming in person. His satellite collar showed him continuing to wander the Brooks Range, visiting with a female wolverine named Jazz, doing whatever a wolverine does in a hundred thousand square miles of empty country.
What makes the story stay with you is not that he was caught. It is what he figured out.
A wolverine is supposed to be terrified of traps. For generations, trappers have used them to catch wolverines for their fur. The evolutionary pressure to avoid a trap is strong. But Seamus seems to have looked at the box, looked at the meat, looked at the biologists who showed up each time to let him out, and done a kind of arithmetic most animals never do.
Get inside the box. Eat the food. Wait. Get out. Repeat.
Biologists have a technical term for this. They call it operant conditioning. The same thing a rat learns in a laboratory cage. But it is rarely seen in adult wild predators, and almost never this quickly. Seamus had, in a matter of days, correctly identified the shape of a deal he was being offered. He decided to take it.
The scientists admit they were outsmarted. A reclusive northern carnivore, living on ice and frozen flesh, figured out the humans before the humans figured out him.
Not every animal that survives the wild does it by being fierce. Some of them do it by being smarter than the people who came to study them.

04/13/2026

The Spirits of the Feathered Ones

In the heart of the ancient wood,
Two spirits meet, where shadows stood.
The raven’s dark and the dove’s pure light,
Their wings embrace the endless night.

Beneath the moon, where whispers call,
The trees stand tall, silent and small.
Their feathers adorned with symbols true,
The stories of ancestors they pursue.

The raven speaks of the storm’s fierce might,
Of the past where darkness ruled the night.
The dove, serene in her silver flight,
Brings peace to the land, soft as the light.

Together they watch as the world turns still,
Guardians of the forest, of the earth, and the hill.
Bound by the wind, the stars, and the sky,
Their spirits together shall never die.

In every whisper, in every call,
The song of the land echoes, standing tall.
A reminder from the earth, from the skies above,
Of the ancient bond, the spirit of love.

Artist and storyteller: Aurelia Moon

04/12/2026

01/09/2026

You are not here to save anyone. You are not alive to save the world.
Life is not a rescue mission.
Your purpose is to CREATE the world you want to live in, to resource the unlimited, infinite, eternal qualities of the soul and BE all you're here to be.
The infrastructure of divine imagination opens your world to infinite possibilities of creation.
Your job is to step into your high, holy purpose + CREATE the world you're called to live in from that place.
Don't focus on the world falling apart at its seams.
Death is inevitable — a necessary part of creation. Let what isn't working fall apart, decompose, destruct.
Hold fast to your soul-led vision and CREATE the world you're here to live in.
Your inner wisdom, your truest voice is the only one that really matters. Answer your call and become the beacon you're here to to be. Stop trying to fix and rescue the world.
Your soul already knows that all is well. Listen to and trust it.
Everything is always unfolding in divine and perfect order, even if you can't pinpoint exactly what it is.
This is where surrender + trust come in.
Trust is a choice.
Be willing to be willing to be a revolutionary change agent, simply by being your most true self.
It's literally all you're here to do.
- L'Erin Alta