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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’s life has unfolded in ways he never anticipated, some by choice and others by consequence.
He grew up in the 1970s with little structure and few boundaries. Music, risk, desire, and imagination shaped him early. Curiosity became his engine. Escape became his skill.
That same curiosity later led him to build SNCTM, an underground world defined by secrecy, power, and transformation. For years, it thrived. From the outside, it looked like mastery. From the inside, it was something more fragile and more dangerous.
Then everything collapsed.
What followed didn’t unfold quietly. It played out publicly, messily, and with consequences I’m still living inside.
One public decision triggered consequences that dismantled the life he had built. Relationships ended. Trust evaporated. The story people thought they knew was wrong and incomplete.
What followed was not resolution, but loss. And eventually, reckoning.
Eyes Wide Open is the place where the full story lives. Not a chapter, not a controversy, not a single era, but the entire arc of a life, told from the inside. Childhood, ambition, desire, creation, collapse, love, failure, and consequence are all there, without shortcuts or omissions. It isn’t written to persuade or explain. It exists to take the reader on an unflinching ride through a life lived over the edge, again and again.
That story lives here.
Eyes Wide Open
The Now
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I’m also building AURA, a high-energy, highly curated private party. Hundreds of people come to dance, flirt, and be social. Within that is a more private layer for members and luminary ticket holders. That’s where the right people come to explore, play, and let go. It’s structured around consent and discretion, as it always has been. Phones are put away. What happens stays in the estate. It’s a hybrid event, with different layers for different experiences.
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, “I want more.”
We have dreamed each other into existence,
hips rising like tides,
thighs parting to the pull of desire,
breath breaking, eyes opening
we feel 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 are home.
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