That was fun—Merci Sire. For the phlegm I’ve occasioned to be produced from the mouths of Canadian poets, all I can say is: I hope there’s a grant for them for that. The money line is off on JA being behind the throat punch threat though. That came from someone a lot closer to home, if you know what I Mean.
Thanks for your service! I remember how melted the discourse was around your piece back in 2015, and even though most people in the scene today would pretty readily agree weapons manufacturing Is Bad, I don't see many of them going out of their way to give you any flowers for what you did (or the shit you took for it).
I know it’s fun and easy to look at something on the surface and make assumptions.
But if you knew the whole story, the spiritual psychosis, the full-on collapse, the part where I ended up unhoused and talking to myself on the streets at 85 pounds, you’d understand it didn’t start because I thought spirituality would be a good business idea.
At the time, I was running Citadel, my writing mentorship business, and making the best money of my life. I’m not ashamed of that. I like paying my bills. The “pivot” to spiritual content wasn’t a business move. It made me nothing, aside from a sliding scale free I charged for rare one-on-ones. I was someone who believed she had found something profound and wanted to share it.
I still believe that.
I know from the messages I received that thousands found comfort and clarity through what I shared freely, through a podcast I made no income from. I think over the course of 3 years I make 17 cents on TikTok and all in about 900 on 1-1- sessions - most of which I offered for free to people who could not afford to pay. Not that it would be terrible if I did make money off of sharing my experience. Do you make money?
I was destroyed by CanLit long before this, always through a knee-jerk reaction, a shallow read, a rush to diminish and twice now involving lies told by Jake Byron - whom I have never actually met but who sure seems to have it out for me (his attack of my podcast came days after I deleted twitter and weeks after I blew my life savings on a house) He obliterated me and no one thought to fact check.
I remember tearing down my lucrative business because I didn't want to help people write their books- that felt wrong to me - I wanted to help people "awaken". Is that insane given I just started waking up myself? Yes. Is it evil and money-motivated? I can tell you from the truth of being the only person with actual access to my intentions: No.
I get that you guys are materialists and think that this stuff can only be made up and therefor I must have made it up, but I assure you I lived it, brutally. I still am living it - like the mushroom trip that never ends. I didn't do it on purpose. The lockdown snapped me and there I was, no mentor to ground me, just wide-eyed and talking to angels in my bathroom while hiphop lyrics tried to seduce me into a motel in Niagara Falls (long story) which you'd know if you actually listened to my content.
So I’ll say one “woo” thing (if you're still listening)
During that time, I had a near-death experience. It was exactly like people describe, your life flashes before you. But it’s more than memory. It’s an inventory. You see the harm you caused. The things you missed. The effect of your words, even the casual ones. You learn. And it changed me. Maybe you’re not in a place to self-reflect. Maybe you don’t believe in any of this. That’s fine.
But I’ll leave you with this: I’m Robin Richardson. I was dragged through hell by a spiritual awakening I didn’t ask for. And no I don’t regret trying to share it.
I would love to actually engage in a discussion with one of you, face to face about all of this. Until you experience it yourself it's impossible to really know what it's like to have an entire community "know" you and "know" you need to be destroyed without ever actually meeting you, talking to you, or even deeply listening to your content.
That was fun—Merci Sire. For the phlegm I’ve occasioned to be produced from the mouths of Canadian poets, all I can say is: I hope there’s a grant for them for that. The money line is off on JA being behind the throat punch threat though. That came from someone a lot closer to home, if you know what I Mean.
Thanks for your service! I remember how melted the discourse was around your piece back in 2015, and even though most people in the scene today would pretty readily agree weapons manufacturing Is Bad, I don't see many of them going out of their way to give you any flowers for what you did (or the shit you took for it).
Some stories you chase for money, or out of obligation, or laurels. That one was for the love of the sport. Being right is its own reward.
Keep up the good work.
I know it’s fun and easy to look at something on the surface and make assumptions.
But if you knew the whole story, the spiritual psychosis, the full-on collapse, the part where I ended up unhoused and talking to myself on the streets at 85 pounds, you’d understand it didn’t start because I thought spirituality would be a good business idea.
At the time, I was running Citadel, my writing mentorship business, and making the best money of my life. I’m not ashamed of that. I like paying my bills. The “pivot” to spiritual content wasn’t a business move. It made me nothing, aside from a sliding scale free I charged for rare one-on-ones. I was someone who believed she had found something profound and wanted to share it.
I still believe that.
I know from the messages I received that thousands found comfort and clarity through what I shared freely, through a podcast I made no income from. I think over the course of 3 years I make 17 cents on TikTok and all in about 900 on 1-1- sessions - most of which I offered for free to people who could not afford to pay. Not that it would be terrible if I did make money off of sharing my experience. Do you make money?
I was destroyed by CanLit long before this, always through a knee-jerk reaction, a shallow read, a rush to diminish and twice now involving lies told by Jake Byron - whom I have never actually met but who sure seems to have it out for me (his attack of my podcast came days after I deleted twitter and weeks after I blew my life savings on a house) He obliterated me and no one thought to fact check.
I remember tearing down my lucrative business because I didn't want to help people write their books- that felt wrong to me - I wanted to help people "awaken". Is that insane given I just started waking up myself? Yes. Is it evil and money-motivated? I can tell you from the truth of being the only person with actual access to my intentions: No.
I get that you guys are materialists and think that this stuff can only be made up and therefor I must have made it up, but I assure you I lived it, brutally. I still am living it - like the mushroom trip that never ends. I didn't do it on purpose. The lockdown snapped me and there I was, no mentor to ground me, just wide-eyed and talking to angels in my bathroom while hiphop lyrics tried to seduce me into a motel in Niagara Falls (long story) which you'd know if you actually listened to my content.
So I’ll say one “woo” thing (if you're still listening)
During that time, I had a near-death experience. It was exactly like people describe, your life flashes before you. But it’s more than memory. It’s an inventory. You see the harm you caused. The things you missed. The effect of your words, even the casual ones. You learn. And it changed me. Maybe you’re not in a place to self-reflect. Maybe you don’t believe in any of this. That’s fine.
But I’ll leave you with this: I’m Robin Richardson. I was dragged through hell by a spiritual awakening I didn’t ask for. And no I don’t regret trying to share it.
I would love to actually engage in a discussion with one of you, face to face about all of this. Until you experience it yourself it's impossible to really know what it's like to have an entire community "know" you and "know" you need to be destroyed without ever actually meeting you, talking to you, or even deeply listening to your content.
I lost everything.
But I helped people.
And I would do it again.
Productive member of society? Which society do you mean? It couldn't Yemeni society, for instance, considering Scottie helps bomb it
For reference, the dweeb OP this was in response to deleted their own comment.