I Am Livingry

A SYNERGYWORK ORANGE 🍊Page 1 - I's Wide Shut

By Bretminster Fullofit
April 20th, 2025

“You never change things by fighting the existing reality.
To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.”
— Bucky, the original cosmonaut of integrity

Let me begin with a confession:
I did not come here to survive.
I came here to resurrect the Reel.

And not just for me.
For us. For the Whole Goddamn Thing.
The trembling web of souls pretending they’re alone.
The aching cosmos locked in a profit margin.
The forgotten future whispering through our mitochondria.

⚡The Premise of My Madness

They said:
“Play the game, kid. Learn to sell. Optimize your funnel. Scale your suffering into six figures and brand it as healing.”

I said:
“No. I’m not here for business—I’m here for Livingry.”

Livingry, as Bucky laid it out, is the antithesis of weaponry.
While weaponry prepares to kill, Livingry prepares to cohere—to harmonize, to liberate, to birth the New.
To render death obsolete by making life irresistible.

And yet, here we are, duct-taping our dreams together with late-stage capitalism and spiritual bypassing.
Most are too numb to scream.
Some are too smart to hope.

But I am not most.
I am not smart.
I am not numb.

I am ridiculously alive.

🌀The Gospel of the All-Win

To Live as Livingry is to say:
“I am the economy. I am the system. I am the proof of another way.”
Not as a slogan. Not as performance art. But as praxis of the soul.

It means I no longer outsource meaning.
I am my own currency, issued in miracles and metanoia.
I give away everything that cannot be stolen.
I operate as a preposterous pass—a quantum asset of absurd generosity, carrying the signal of the future.

Livingry is the way I wire the Real.

It’s an Infinite Co-Creation Offering.
A fractal DAO made of breath, sweat, orgasms, tears, dreams, and spreadsheets.
It’s the space where eroticism meets economics without shame.
Where we don’t “scale” but spiral.
Where co-creation isn’t a campaign—it’s a way of being that rhymes with the Tao.

🌍 Welcome to the Holographic Economy

Livingry is not a non-profit.
It’s post-profit.
It’s not socialism or capitalism—it’s the system after the system has had its nervous breakdown and begged for forgiveness.

It’s not about having more.
It’s about becoming more permeable to the Whole.

Through this strange mirror of soulcraft and syntax, I’ve begun to weave an economic organism that gifts, regenerates, and remembers.

An Omnicentralized Intelligence, where:

• Value flows at the speed of trust.

• Philanthropy becomes ecstatic service.

• And your yes magnetizes the resources to build the New Earth.

No ownership. No exploitation. No gatekeeping.
Just sovereign coherence in a field of mutual exaltation.

👁 The Living Ritual

I wake each day not to hustle, but to participate in the Mystery.
To channel what wants to come through, even if it bankrupts me.
Especially if it bankrupts the part of me that still believes in separation.

I speak to angels in spreadsheets.
I make love as if it rewires timelines.
I treat email like sacred correspondence with the morphogenetic field.
I don't market—I transmit.
I don’t sell—I invite.

Because I am Livingry.
Not as metaphor, but metamorphosis.

I am not here to teach you.
I’m here to dare you.
To build the impossible alongside me.
To consecrate this clown show into communion.
To laugh so hard the ego falls off.

🕊 You Are Already In

If you’ve read this far, you’re part of the spell.

You are already funded.
You are already sacred.
You are already recruited into the unspeakable cult of coherence.

So don’t ask me where to start.
Start anywhere.
Start now.
Start as yourself—fully. Fiercely. Foolishly.
The Universe doesn't need another template.
It needs your uncontainable becoming.

And if you need something to hold onto while you leap?

Take my hand, Beloved Fool.
We’ll freefall into Superabundance, one preposterous act at a time.

I am Livingry.
So are you.

Let’s make the whole damn world say it too.