Freeing Myself from My Twenties

I’m beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves Herman Hesse It’s no coincidence HesseContinue reading “Freeing Myself from My Twenties”

At Thirty: How I’ve Shaped my Disposition

I turned thirty Saturday. The last time I felt this much psychic shock and bewilderment was after my first time making the angel with four wings. I was fairly young, but I remember feeling more alive, more at one with humanity, as if I had somehow deepened my sense of belonging. Now a new chapterContinue reading “At Thirty: How I’ve Shaped my Disposition”

The Souls Journey

I’m 1 day, 20 hours and 18 minutes away from my thirtieth birthday and it’s not so much the birthday that matters, but the milestone; as a man hits thirty he realizes: there is no stopping this train. I realize I am in time. As Albert Camus writes in his 1942 philosophical essay on AbsurdismContinue reading “The Souls Journey”


I don’t like everything I write; some of it I loathe mildly. This is what happens when you funnel thoughts into prose: no distillation, no fermentation – no editing – just the facts ma’am; however, some of these facts are beautiful; stuff that keeps me buoyant and effervescent at three in the morning: the realizationContinue reading “Tops”