BradEarth
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Published May 22, 2025
The name had been in my head for a long time 'BradEarth'
It was on that train journey from San Francisco to Los Angeles that 'BradEarth' kept entering my mind.
Through America, California, and into Mexico BradEarth entered my blood, my bones. My soul. My fucking being.
And suddenly I loved something, so of course the OCD machine turned on and went to work to try and destroy it. Scanning and searching, A/B testing, all to find something to end it.
BradEarth - Google Earth - Google Earth is just a part of Google, therefore BradEarth could be viewed as just a part of you, not the whole thing, it won't be seen as representative of the whole…
Earth - it's limiting, Earth, what about the rest of existence, hey!...
BradEarth - just some hokey blog-sounding name…
There's a difference between healthily searching for problems and solving those problems and what OCD does, I had an answer for each of the concerns I legitimately had -
Well Google Earth can be Google Earth and similar things can be similar things, BradEarth represents a mix of reality and fantasy, non-fiction and fiction and is something different from that kind of use of the word Earth, the connection without a space to the Brad also signifies that.
Earth doesn't have to be limiting. And this is BradEarth, not Earth, it can mean a planet or it can mean a superfast vehicle storming through the infinite and it can be the infinite, all at the same time.
It can sound hokey in the beginning to others and if it only ever reaches the depressing heights of a travel blog then yes, it might be, but a lot of things sound hokey in the beginning and it's not a fucking travel blog.
I didn't write about any of this in my memoir - MEGA: A Three Year Journey. I didn't want to. I wrote of another fight, the fight to kill the OCD and distractions and start making videos of my journey.
The reason why I know, but is also, almost ungraspable. It was too deep a thing. BradEarth wasn't a brand name or fucking handle. There was something in it that spoke to me, like the awesome sound of a great bell ringing in my soul. The fact I hurt it, was devastating me.
It was a deeper level hurt than the OCD and distractions harming my dream of making videos.
It was if I had shot the love of my life or paralysed myself, all in some dumb accident of time.
I felt so happy. Until later that day finding out it was my Dad's birthday. Then I felt sick.
It's not like I hated my biological father, I didn't. It was just the OCD complication that the coincidental connection created within me.
I have a horrible thing called Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
And there's no greater enemy than that part of my own mind.
I spent months, across North America, and East Asia ruminating on this stupid coincidental thing.
Great nights with good people on rooftops in Mexico City and Seoul. It was there. Somewhere. Always. The problem in my mind.
A Facebook page, creation date - 22/05/2013. A Facebook page that would never be a big part of BradEarth and a Facebook page I no longer use at all and never really did. But it was created on my Dad's birthday, so the OCD machine went into full force, hyper overdrive to make connections and to destroy what I loved, I loved 'BradEarth' and now it was trying to kill it.
I fought back so very hard.
'I AM MY OWN FATHER!'
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It wasn't until Tokyo, five months later, I finally decided.
BradEarth
BradEarth was too great to let die because of a coincidence, I knew the OCD would continue to try, but the OCD always used what ever it could to destroy the things I loved. It still does.
The decision to keep fighting and to overcome, is really important, it proves what I love, the things that are mine and mine alone and the things that cannot be destroyed.
It's one of OCD's only positives. In the overcoming to continue, I see what I really care about, what I really love. The things you continue on, fighting for, even if scared, the mountains you keep climbing, even with pebbles in your shoes.
“Some things cannot be destroyed.”
It's the same thing I said to myself when I first saw the Colosseum in Rome, and The White House. Both were accompanied by shots of intrusive thoughts.
That stupid Facebook Page signup wasn't even the beginning of BradEarth, the name had been in my mind for a long time, written and planned, a vision, a dream. It was just the making of a fucking Facebook Page.
I'm on a journey to master myself, and one part of myself I have mastered - I know what drives me.
This is what drives me:
What I love
Goals that develop out of what I love
Showing off the successful completion of the goals and recording and archiving them in some way
Doing all on this list through a self-built philosophical framework and a vehicle/world/studio/museum/force, etc that is both connected to that framework and seperate to that framework
The artistry, romance and adventure
The experience
Now, BradEarth is many things and BradEarth can be anything I decide. Since 2021 it was mostly used as a name layer. Now it's the name of my vehicle again. And that philosophical framework.
Being a Narcissistic, Psychopathic, Machaevellian individual who is extremely self-aware and has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is very hard.
I wouldn't change it though, it has allowed me the greatest challenge of life and I really do believe one of the greatest challenges of all and that is the challenge to master myself.
BradEarth is back
BradEarth is forever
It never left my heart, it will always be there
— BradEarth.