Walking our talk, talking our walk, celebrating the sublime madness of the soul and creative resistance that brings true freedom. We could pay fealty to a career and muzzle ourselves. But if we do, we would betray congruence with this planet - home to many plant, animal and stone peoples. We'll probably not be rewarded in monetary ways for that, but at least we'll enjoy ourselves puzzling and will never stop learning.
Mere (some of it humorous) notes of it, and some of it can be re-useful for other autodidacts. Currently leaving a trail of notes in: