Editor's Prologue

This is a work in progress, aimed as far as we can figure towards four distinct and differing ends. Ours, which are, in no particular order...

…a chance to finally bring in a decent income so Shelly can quit working and once and for all get off my back...

…a way to add value and meaning to a life that has focused solely on personal gratification or maybe just have some fun...

…a seminal work that can lead humanity into a new millennium of peace, understanding, and personal self enlightenment and fulfillment.

…and yours.

Whether these goals are truly compatable is yet to be determined. We think they are, or at least can be, or we wouldn’t be doing this. However, this is where you come in. Without your presence these words are just meaningless wavy squiggles on a computer screen. So rest assured your intellectual, emotional, and psychic participation in this project is critical to the success of ours. Hopefully ours will prove similarly useful to you and whatever your ends. May the benefits be mutual.

ag brought us together. He originally placed an ad on Craigslist looking for an editor to give feedback on his writing. I responded hoping for a little income and he contacted me drawn by the obvious connection in our names. That was followed some months later by his answering Andrej’ ad on the same site looking for marketing know-how for his work. We began emailing back and forth discussing our projects; a novel entitled Manifest Destiny; a group of essays called Gut Feel; and a how-to manual with the working title Pragmatic Integralism: Shifting the Consciousness Paradigm.

When it came out that each of these writing projects was designed to fill what we had to admit were major gaps in our lives, well, that’s what led to the painful admission that since working alone hadn’t worked, perhaps we could only achieve as a unit what we each desired most as individuals. Hence, this unusual collaboration of varied style, content, and purpose, fueled by a trifurcated, occasionally hostile jealousy that persons so different and antithetical to our individual selves should not only be necessary to our own success, but have already achieved the goals each of us so desperately desires. It is safe to say that if we felt we could go it alone we would.

But enough prologue. In the words of the three of us…

"Poof! We’re off and running."

"Om gam Ganepataye namaha."

"Whatever."

Guess who said which?