Heavy – in the Asylums of my Shane brain

🌀 Wandering Through Faith, Apathy, and Awakening
There’s a tension I keep returning to—a space between disappointment in systems of faith and the persistent pull toward meaning and awareness. It’s a powerful place to be, but not an easy one. Especially when apathy seems to be the dominant tone around us.
Still, my instinct is to turn inward, do the work, and then support others in doing the same. That kind of effort doesn’t always get recognized, but it’s the kind that matters most.
We are living history in real time. And the fact that so many are sleepwalking through it can feel isolating. But awareness, willingness to stay present, and openness to connection—those are signs of someone who’s not just awake, but actively choosing to stay awake.
Lately, my thoughts have felt chaotic—like an asylum within my own mind. I’ve been reflecting on a scripture from 1 Nephi 4:13:
“Behold the Lord slayeth the wicked to bring forth his righteous purposes. It is better that one man should perish than that a nation should dwindle and perish in unbelief.”
“Behold the Lord slayeth the wicked to bring forth his righteous purposes. It is better that one man should perish than that a nation should dwindle and perish in unbelief.”
It’s a heavy verse. And what strikes me is how people who accept this scripture also acknowledge figures like Korihor, the anti-Christ. No human truly deserves destruction, but the law of the harvest plays out. Actions have consequences.
I find myself in a time of disappointment—not just with the apparatus of faith, but with the broader spiritual landscape. Still, I’ve always been a wanderer. What baffles me is how people become so apathetic, so lukewarm. I can’t linger in that space for long. So I wrestle with my own issues, and then try to support others doing the same.
This moment we’re living in? It’s messy. It’s history unfolding in real time, and so few seem awake to its significance.
If you ever feel the need to unpack any of this—whether it’s spiritual, historical, philosophical, or just human—I’m here. Be well out there. You’re not alone in the wandering.
Dean - a vocal contrarian - breaks in real time for CK
@blitzed4you Dean withers response to Charlie Kirk passing away So unfortunate rip #charliekirk #fyp #deanwithers #trump ♬ original sound - blitzed
Some thoughts from Qasim Rashid that caught my attention
SOURCE: Read full article here: https://www.qasimrashid.com/…/reflections-on-the-death…
Random connections from Shane Brain
Ren and other growing curiosities formulating pre-disturbances
When faced with difficult decisions and real-time challenges, I find gratitude in the strategies of premeditatio malorum I’ve cultivated. Occasionally, something arises that breaks through the boundaries of expectation—whether imagined or unspoken—and I’m forced to confront the fog of uncertainty.
In those moments, I wrestle with the temptation to retreat into familiar carousels of comfort, bound by the camaraderies of my past. But I resist. I challenge the rigid binaries—the black-and-white maxims—and instead strive to embody the cardinal virtues: courage, temperance, wisdom, and justice. I navigate a system that often defaults to duality, knowing full well that reality exists in dimensions far beyond the socialized bell curve.
Amid the chaos and noise, I work to distill the combustible elements, preserving the integrity of my tarnished grey—my truth—and releasing what was never mine to carry. Acknowledge, process, overcome—yes. But to bend the knee like Atlas? No.
The madness and absurdity of it all demand reckoning and support. We are drowning. And even if a lifeguard appeared now, it would be perilous without an internal awakening. I’m not sure if the precipice Ren speaks of can be overcome at scale—but I will go to that dark place. I’ve weathered Ironman races and life’s crucibles. I trust that the training, the growth, the scars—they’ve prepared me to emerge on the other side. Tattered, yes. But with lessons learned and the opportunity to grow.
And lastly - not all hope is lost just yet.
More accessible image of the thought
A friend summarized in a statement some of my thoughts - all around
Political violence to whomever it occurs is tragic – in all it’s forms. It must be condemned when it happens to anyone, including those who don’t hold the same beliefs or worldviews or execution preferences that we do.
To any and all harmed and impacted – hopes, thoughts and prayers aren’t enough – grief will come and go, may the sweet memories far outweigh the pains of death!
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