father damon
ONE LOVE
An expression of unity—universal love and respect that transcends race, social status, and all distinctions that divide us.
THE JOURNEY
How It All Started
Damon Lawner exposed Hunter Biden as an act of rebellion against the rampant corruption infecting all sides of our government—never to betray his members. Not a single name, before or after Hunter, has been leaked. He made a choice, knowing the cost. And he stands by it.
Damon has recently launched a MASTER CLASS designed to harness the power of belief, manifestation, and relentless effort, helping his audience discover their passion and turn dreams into reality. He currently resides in Manhattan, where he recently completed his upcoming MEMOIR, writing deep into the night and resting just before dawn.
He has signed a major scripted series deal based on his life, with an A-list actor set to portray him. In the coming months, he will unveil Sex Coin, a multi-million-dollar digital currency project poised to redefine the landscape of financial freedom.
Born into the wild, unrestrained madness of the 1970s, he was raised by a family that lived like wolves—untamed and indifferent to convention. His childhood was a collision of chaos and possibility, shaped by the reckless abandon of an era untouched by caution. He absorbed everything—music, desire, dreams, the electric hum of what could be. But above all, he carried a relentless curiosity—not just for what was, but for what could be, if the mind were truly set free.
That same curiosity led him to build an empire of indulgence—a hedonistic utopia where the world’s elite came to shed their masks, only to wear new ones. The club he created became legend—SNCTM, the “world’s most elite sex club,” a kingdom of desire where the line between fantasy and reality blurred. For years, he ruled this world like a dark alchemist, turning whispers into invitations, fantasies into experiences.
Until, one day, he saw the truth.
The life he had built was an illusion—a carefully constructed mirage, designed to fill a void that more could never satisfy. The higher he climbed, the emptier it all became. And in that emptiness, a single realization emerged:
None of it mattered without love.
It was the Zen slap that shattered the illusion. And as the world outside descended into chaos—political corruption, social unrest, a culture addicted to outrage—he knew he had to make a choice.
He could stay silent, playing his part in the theater of deception.
Or he could burn it all down and step into something new.
So he burned.
He walked away from the empire he had built. He spoke a truth that cost him everything.
And in the ashes, something new took shape—a path no longer driven by indulgence, but by love, by purpose, by something greater than the self.
“Carry on, love is coming, love is coming to us all.”
— Carry On, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Philosophy
The question “Why are we here?” has sent humanity in circles for thousands of years—an unanswerable paradox, a riddle with no solution. But perhaps the better question is:
How shall we live?
When we choose to be conscious, aware, and grateful for our existence, we begin to strip away the illusions—the myths we are told about who we should be. Beneath it all, a deeper truth remains, one that has always been there:
We are all one.
Everything in the universe is part of an interconnected ecology, an indivisible whole. There is no separation, only the illusion of it.
Some call this reality God. Others give it no name at all. But no word, no belief system, no construct can fully capture the vastness of life’s universal energetic union. If anything comes close to reflecting our oneness, it is love—the force that binds us, the invisible current that connects all things.
Close your eyes for a moment.
Take a deep breath.
Exhale.
Now ask yourself:
What is truly most important?
The Now
This journey—marked by painful lessons and joyful revelations—continues, but my focus has never been clearer: to give and receive love.
Like anyone, I struggle when faced with myself. But I have come to understand this: darkness is not the enemy—it is only the absence of light. It has no substance of its own, no power beyond what we give it. The moment light appears, darkness ceases to exist.
They do not battle.
They do not coexist.
One simply replaces the other.
And so, I seek love everywhere, even in the shadows. Because love—like light—is not something we must fight for. It is something that flows.
If you have suffered enough in this lifetime—if you are ready to let go of the weight you have carried—then walk with me.
Together, we will step into the light of love.
We Have Come Home
We have known each other before,
not in this life, not in the one before—
but in the breath between them,
where bodies blurred, where souls entwined.
We have felt this longing slip through time,
whispers caught between gasp and disbelief,
fingers tracing fire down familiar skin,
aching, begging—“Please, give me more.”
We have dreamed each other into existence,
hips rising like tides,
thighs parting to the pull of desire,
breath breaking, eyes opening—
we see what we’ve been missing all our lives.
We have reached for the impossible—
but there we were, soft and wild,
breathing deep our desires,
heat rising, like a sun, a shared soul.
We are bound.
Somewhere beyond the tides of dream and waking,
a hunger wilder than the sea, spinning into eternity,
pulls us closer, pulls us open—
we are each other’s, and all else is weightless.
We are full.
We have always known this,
not in this life, not in the one before—
but in the breath between them,
right here, right now.
We have come home.
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