If babzord could distill it's purpose to one word, it would be:

{ DEVOTION }

At the time I created Babzord, that word would've never come to mind. I was just beginning to become a professional creative. And at first, it was a persona to hide behind. But that anonymity gave me the freedom to play with my work. Over time, it sautered onto my identity; an extension of myself, in motion.

It became the vehicle to my freedom and expression. 

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Stuck in the deepest depression I've yet to top, I could hardly get out of bed, let alone hold a job. I was heavily addicted to any escapism I could get my hands on: weed, alcohol, gaming... even studying became a way for me to hide. I felt blocked from doing anything that didn't light my heart on fire. And that terrified me. With the programming i was running at the time, I had to get a decent job in order to survive, THEN I could create from there. I felt broken. Everyone around me seemed to function fine, why couldn't I?

I decided to go all in on myself. I dropped out of college and fell in love with developing the Self. I went deep into both exo- and esoteric rabbit holes in order to understand how to craft the reality of my dreams. 

From Business and Marketing to Jungian Tarot and Occult knowledge, I devoured any information that would help me understand what the fuck I am and how I can curate this human experience to my will.

Over the 3 years of self-appointed studies, patterns began emerging. All these different sources of information pointing at the same principles. I collected so much knowledge. But because it was all rooted in running away from my reality, nothing ever manifested. I had to bring it all down to form.

But no matter how much I wanted to move, i felt this insurmountable wall of friction. It took me a year and a half to get myself out of paralysis and BEGIN to embody all of this knowledge I absorbed.

It does not have to take you that long.