Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Thoughts On Integrity

I believe our trueness as men has been hijacked a bit by external morality.
   If we are always functioning under the scrutiny of our culture's moral compass, then we are (reluctantly) bound and burdened by its idea of integrity, and not our own.  That's not to say that a culture even represents morality effectively,  but when we grow up believing that moral integrity is an external pressure.. then the culture's version is the only one we know or feel obliged to abide by.  
 Integrity is such a defining attribute of a man,  and yet it often only exists as an exterior motive...  something foreign, pressing coldly from the outside of us - never agreed to personally.    I believe when we are the origin of our own integrity / morality..  then it becomes something far more impressive -  it drives our attitude, it is malleable and open-ended.
 Self-driven integrity is us..  it cannot be undermined, rebelled against, escaped, wriggled away from - we are never free from it;  but neither are we burdened by its cumbersomeness or hijacked by its rigidity.     Our integrity should reverberate along the truest most admirable threads of our being.     Refining and agreeing to a personal morality should only deepen our sovereignty.   
Determining what self-driven integrity looks like:   we should hold dear the extraordinariness of being human!  Never settling for a lesser version of ourselves..   respecting and adoring our role on this delicious earth as human beings 

Andrew Tipton

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

The Scorpion In Your Pocket

    What keeps us often from our most sovereign version..  are negative actions of old habits that feel slight and seemingly unimportant.     These slip by unnoticed, unreconciled time after time, and eventually we don't even notice them anymore.  They just seem normal..   like they've always been there gently tormenting and causing us grief    Daily traditions that are quietly stinging us with tiny doses of poison,  keeping us from an encompassing peace.  
Scorpions in our pockets.  
Bitter words towards a lover,  lingering sentiment of self-doubt, unwarranted distrust of a friend. 
We unnecessarily keep these habits alive..   their stings aren't killing us..  but they aren't making our experience more delicious.  
Empty your pockets.  

Andrew Tipton

Monday, April 3, 2017


Cherish inequality.  Cherish your sovereign version.
   As a collective culture, we have been fed this idea of an "equality"... that all men are equals, that no one is greater or less than anyone else.  That we all have the same worth.  That we are all of equal importance and grace and intellect.  That we should all be treated in the same way.     But it comes with a inherent fault... it creates this irreconcilable void between the people who are simply abiding on a basic level of their (naturally astoundingly breathtaking) humanity..  and those of us who want to elevate our version of ordinariness toward the extraordinary.   I think we are taught to diminish and frown upon people who claim their full capacity..  who embrace their sovereignty as humans.    Equality is the death of sovereignty.    In an attempt to embrace equal-ness, to externally validate the worth of people,  we are truly just devouring our own ambitious natures.      Equality wants people to feel good about themselves..  it wants us to believe that we are of equal value and worthiness.   But this idea ends up normalizing people.   It keeps us from moving forward as individuals...accurately accessing our own specific worthiness and assigning worthiness to ourselves -  not merely accepting the value that culture has handed us. 

   Everywhere I look these days,  I keep hearing about "inequality" -  it seems it has become this nasty word with a bad stigma.   People are up in arms..  claiming that "inequality" is somehow this vile threat,  a disease to our country's inherent goodness.     But the more I observe, the more I keep discovering that literally every shred of the world we live in is built from inequality.   Look anywhereLook everywhere.    Inequality (NOT simply diversity)  is the factor that separates and refines all matter on this earth.     There are huge inequalities..  beautiful, stunning, badass inequalities..   between plants, and animals (zebra vs. lion), and ideas, and sounds, and light, and color.  This planet runs (majestically) on the divisions created and expertly expressed through "inequality".    A world full on inequality is full of so much delicious variance!   A world full of inequality has large and littles.. strong and weak..  tall and small..  soft and hard.. intelligence and stupidity..   warmth and coldness.       In light of every other non-equal element on earth..  how can we culturally perpetuate this non-sense that somehow (despite everything illuminating the contrary)  that human beings are somehow bound lusciously together in some sort of "kumbaya soup" -   that we are all just as meaningful and important as everyone else?     

      This (very emotionally gentle) lie of "equality" is perpetuated by this very feel-good idea that people are all inherently of value.. that we are born into our value and it is somehow our due right!   This "equality" mentality..  believes that we must squish together and make ourselves comfortable and make ourselves palatable for one another.    It keeps us all "safe" by offering the protection of our equal-ness... and it keeps humanity from fulfilling its function as another (Very un-equal)  part of this (supremely) functioning planet. 

Cherish your Sovereign Version.  Do not tolerate a lesser version of yourself. 
 Cherish the (obvious) divisions between yourself and literally anyone else on earth.    Cherish what makes you "un-equal".    Grow that inequality.    Put a huge void between yourself and any part of humanity that does not desire to ingest and grow and devour life with integrity and passion.    Do not fear your sovereignty.    Bathe in intelligence.   Embrace your intellect and your strengths.   NEVER dull yourself or suppress your abilities -  for the sake of being palatable for the rest of humanity.   You are not equal to anyone..   you do not have intrinsic worth or value except that which you create and manifest (to your fullest extent).  
Do not stop becoming the most sovereign version of yourself.    

Andrew Tipton 

Friday, March 24, 2017


Travel has a way of exposing the sides of us that are profound and substantial.    During my adventures in Puerto Rico,  I found my mind and heart deeply joined;  synchronized to my full and undiminished self.          I think adventurous travel allows us (if we're available) to glimpse beyond our pleasantries..  into the superb wholesomeness of ourselves.  Unencumbered, true, mystical, intelligent.  Travel is a gateway to a side of ourselves that is not tethered to maintaining the world around us...  untethered to the emotions and frailness of average people.

Andrew Tipton

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Delight in Yourself

   Sometimes I feel like there are more important things that undressing my lover and letting my fingers and lips dance across her body.   Sometimes I feel that my sensuality is a chore, that I must conjure the urge to remain attentive to the romance and deliciousness of the moment.     But then, as my lover stretches out before me..   her bare stomach slender and warm...   somewhere deep within my body, I feel a consuming happiness -  I remember how utterly magical it is to be a young, adult, human man.   I remember my lust and my wonder.   At the same time, I recollect the ache and tremble of my own decay..   of myself inevitably becoming older, slower, wrinkled and gray..    and all the distractions and tasks that I have created in my own mind - my desire for achievement and greatness slowly are unwound.   Not diminished...  but put in their right place.    And when I feel this...   I find myself absolutely captivated by our beauty.   My fingertips are awakened and deliberate..  my hands are eager to touch and caress.     I feel youthfulness coursing through every thread of my body.   I feel sincere and gifted with the chance to be aroused and intense.    No only in the animal sense...  not from an ordinary place..    but from the center of my awakened eyes..  from the most intelligent part of my heart.      When I kiss my lover's perfect stomach,  I am enchanted by our intertwined bodies..  enchanted by our supple skin and marvelous edges.    
Its a rare and spectacular thing to be young..  to be equally attracted lovers..    to see yourself as a powerful and lusciously built being.     It challenges everything about the priority of your moment.    
Remember to savor yourself.    Remember to delight in youthfulness.

Andrew Tipton

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Fear Not the Shadows of Trees

We are afraid to look into the corners of ourselves that we do not understand or fully comprehend.    But there is nothing to fear there.  

Sometimes, I feel that in my peripheral vision there is a darkness that threatens me.   That threatens to undermine my substance and the clarity of my definition.    I teeter away from it.    I focus elsewhere.  
  And it remains. 
Choosing not to look at this darkness feels like the answer, like the choice that makes the most sense.   I mean, who knows what lingers there?    In the unexplored corners of ourselves?    
   I think a lot of us do this..  in relationships, towards beliefs, in regards to love, towards our insufficiencies.   We feel gaps in our abilities or chasms in our understanding..  and instead of seeking out those dark spaces..   we avoid them.   We look away -  terrified of what we do not know.    Instead of acknowledging our faults... we pretend they don't exist.  

But I am learning that the darkness that I am afraid of..   is not worthy of my fear. 

The darkness that I imagine to be so unravelling..   is truly only the shadows of swaying trees.    The shadows of leaves caught gently the in the breeze.   Not frightening... but instead intriguing, captivating, mysterious and wonderful.     

We must seek out our dark corners. 

Andrew Tipton

Sunday, January 22, 2017

The Higher Purpose of Organic Blackberries

Everyone is talking about organic these days.  Everyone seems to be dialed in on how to get the purest nutrition, how to put only goodness into our bodies. 
We are focused on where our fruits came from, and if the meat we bought lived a healthy and honorable life.   
We want to know who harvested our coffee beans, where our quinoa came from, and if our blackberries were grown without synthetic pesticides.   Suddenly we have a culture very intensely interested and preoccupied with consuming the "right" things.    I see stickers that read: "GMO free, ORGANIC, PURE, WHOLE, SPROUTED".. etc.  People are caught up (and I believe rightly so) with how a product was made - what makes it decent and worthwhile.  
There is the sense of pride about the whole thing.   We feel like superior people for buying, growing, or ingesting sustainable, high-quality deliciousness.   

Well, I happened to be eating some pesticide-free blackberries a few days ago. 
And I began to consider how much focus is invested on the input side of what goes into our bodies. 
There is often such an assumption about the quality of a person simply based on what they are feeding themselves.  
I think somehow we forget that this input has a purpose.
Sometimes, I think we believe that the only purpose for eating goodness is for our "bodies".   In a lot of ways, yeah, it totally benefits us to munch down on some organic kale, or devour some broccoli sprouts.. 
But we are more than just bodies.    
I asked myself..  personally...   what is the purpose of eating organic blackberries?   
If I'm so intent on going out of my way to invest in better food, and holding myself to a higher-standard of dietary stewardship...  then shouldn't I hold myself to that same standard on the other end?   
I mean..  after we buy all these bags of organic avocados...  is there anyone checking up with us later to make sure that those delicious, nuggets of perfection went to fuel an equally impressive purpose?   No.   There isn't.
After we buy this higher-minded food, we are sort of left to our own.      
There is all this forethought and wisdom that went into the act of input...  but no one is really holding us accountable for happens afterward. 
I want to believe that we eat honorable food...  because we want to become honorable people.
I want to believe that we value what goes into us because we also value the energy and output that leaves our bodies.  

Maybe we should consider a new agreement with our food.
Maybe we should give thought, not just to what we eat..  but also to the purpose of why we eat it.  
If we're slurping up some sautéed Brussel sprouts, maybe we should also take a moment to think about how this (superior energy) is going to be used in a superior way. 
If we are intent of eating foods whose origin has helped make the world a better place..  then maybe we should also be intent on using the energy from those foods to create a better place. 

...thoughts while devouring organic blackberries. 

Andrew Tipton

Saturday, January 14, 2017


Tradition is the adherence to an unconventional and daring decision from the past.
When we follow tradition, we are taking part in a legacy of remarkable, rebellious and provocative choices.  

I want to make my own traditions.
  To see the world in a way that is open to intimate and personal interpretation.

I want to celebrate and remember life, in my own way.  

Andrew Tipton