Hi, I’m Hopper. I’m a spiritual coach. I’ve dedicated my life to the gut wrenching process of dismantling indoctrination through radical self-honesty. It was necessary for my own survival. It’s a process that never ends. It’s a road worth walking. Let me show you.

Form Oracle

Stop looking for freedom by polishing cages.

Start tearing the cages apart.

Writing, music, art, and spiritual mentoring, to bring something honest into the world. I’m tired of the bullshit. And, honestly, I think the “universe” is getting pretty tired of the bullshit, too.

The Art of Blasphemy

A lot of people make a lot of promises for things that they actually can't control. Things that sound perfect but that betray the very nature of what is. People coming offering a constance that in it's actuality is as unavailable as it is ill advised. Life and meaning...

Holy Light

I am the fire that wakesThe sleeping beastIn the dead of nightWhen the justice fails I am the quaking that marksWhen the change must comeOr the house will fallOn the children I am the inner screamTo remind the smallOf the power they'veForgotten I am the remnant of...

I Am a Small Thing

I looked down at the colony of ants amused.  There they were bustling about, busy with the day’s work.  I said, “why do you bustle about in such a hurry?  You travel along these single file lines that you create carrying materials back and forth. ...

The Pepsi Question

I was once at a close friend’s house. He was an atheist, but used to be a christian. I was agnostic, but used to be christian. We were sitting in his living room, where we both spent a strong majority of our time, and casually he said, “what do you think about god?” I...

The Window

I’m sitting in my chair looking out the window. I’m not particularly sure why. It’s dark outside, and there’s not really much to see. I’m more resting my eyes upon the absence to afford me a glimpse into my thought. Into myself. What am I? All things are the...

Safe

On the first day of the storm there was thunderThe frame shookThe glass crackedAnd the child cried for her motherAnd the mother criedAnd the father crackedAnd the glass blew away in the windAs the days passedAnd the storm ragedAnd the father grewAnd the mother hidAnd...

The Demon’s Whisper

If he speaks out loudHe loses his voiceSo the demon whispersIn the deep darkWhere everyone can hear himAnd no one can name his words

Badlands

I can see the metrics but ICan't accept the consequencesHolding me to the deepest regionsSeparating me from the massesA glass panel reachesFrom the sky to the deepestSeason to season dryThe horizon creeps I can reach itIf I tryAlone in the thicknessDot connects to...

Sunshine

I wrote this song as a prayer. I was so tired of platitudes, blame, excuses, people just generally doing anything and everything they could to avoid acknowledging that pain has a rightful place in the human experience. This was more than a decade before anyone had...

Reckoning

This song was written to highlight the subjectivity by which truth is defined and call into question systems of power which, in order to maintain themselves, have dispensed notions of sovereignty over truth unequally and with bias. Specifically I'm looking at the...
I Am a Small Thing

I Am a Small Thing

I looked down at the colony of ants amused.  There they were bustling about, busy with the day’s work.  I said, “why do you bustle about in such a hurry?  You travel along these single file lines that you create carrying materials back and forth. ...

read more
Holy Light

Holy Light

I am the fire that wakesThe sleeping beastIn the dead of nightWhen the justice fails I am the quaking that marksWhen the change must comeOr the house will fallOn the children I am the inner screamTo remind the smallOf the power they'veForgotten I am the remnant of...

read more
The Art of Blasphemy

The Art of Blasphemy

A lot of people make a lot of promises for things that they actually can't control. Things that sound perfect but that betray the very nature of what is. People coming offering a constance that in it's actuality is as unavailable as it is ill advised. Life and meaning...

read more

About Me

Hopper Stone, Oracle

Hello. I’m an Autistic savant. I’m in-tuned with things that most people are not. And I’ve dedicated my life to the gut wrenching process of dismantling indoctrination through radical self-honesty. It was necessary for my own survival. I like to share with you what I’ve learned. To help you find the questions that break away whatever indoctrination you come from. Regardless what it is. Bring down the walls. Destroy the cage. Scream into the nothing. Expand. Become. Find each other. Imperfectly. Together.

It will not be the “path of enlightenment” you have been told about. It will be honest, gritty, often times downright unattractive, and always real. It’s a process that never ends. It’s a road worth walking. Let me show you.

Sessions

You can buy sessions individually. I offer spiritual coaching sessions, intuitive readings, and energy work. $120 for an hour session, or you buy a block of multiple sessions to save some money.

Mentoring Program

The real reason I’m doing this is because I’m trying to bring into existance a more honest way of approaching the integration of self with world through radical honesty. I believe that the living reach out for some element in the universe to save us, but actually we are the authors of this world. I take people through a journey of self-discovery to uncover patterns of thinking ingrained through subjection to a world in denial. So that through radical honesty they can discover the truth of their power. It is slow, and it is hard, and I’m not offering you the ability to magically be happy or to have all the things you want. The truth is, I have almost none of what I want. But I’m working hard to build a world because I believe, looking up from this fucking gutter, that I can. And that I am responsible for doing so.

Let me help you stand back up.

Talk to me

It’s ok to be who you are, and to talk to me however it is that you talk to people. It is also ok to hide. It is ok to be bold. It is ok to be nervous. It is ok to sound shiny or crusty. It is ok to sound like you come from the tower. It is ok to sound like you come from the street. It is ok to be you in this space. I would love to find out who that is. What do you need today? Please, let me hear you.

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