[uni-verse]

Heart of Didymus Thomas’ and history’s one of many, very-human christs: Bright duality, Indigo child Heiros Gamos, My own wife John and Lori in one: HermAphrodite, Living my best auntie/uncle life … Tho rn I’m sick as hell: and the virus be psychedelic BC we know Law gonna write it, And Lore gonna sell it:Continue reading “[uni-verse]”

The Resources to Handle Any Given Situation

I’ve something major to tell you: There is no such thing as stress, only the belief that we don’t possess the resources to handle a given situation. This isn’t new-age optimism or clever logic; it’s the truth. The idea comes straight from the Wikipedia page for psychological stress: “Humans experience stress, or perceive things asContinue reading “The Resources to Handle Any Given Situation”

New Age Monkeys: A Takedown of ‘Spiritual’ Bullshit

I’ve gone through many iterations of myself: from a naive, ambitious, and shallow young man, to a selfish, fearful alcoholic, and finally, to a person who is coming to find peace with themselves – but I’ve always been a seeker; I’ve gone down every road in life: including the spiritual one. From a long influenceContinue reading “New Age Monkeys: A Takedown of ‘Spiritual’ Bullshit”

Musing on Life Through Jack London’s ‘The Star Rover’: “The one man” and “The one woman”

I’m a fan of Jack London. He is, like Steinbeck, one of those California writers who hold a special place in my heart. I see myself like them, and their philosophies speak to me. And while Jack London is best known for adventure stories like Call of The Wild, The White Fang, and Sea Wolf,Continue reading “Musing on Life Through Jack London’s ‘The Star Rover’: “The one man” and “The one woman””

Devotion: An Inner Child Healing, Awakening, and Rebirth. 

What follows is a very personal, free-flow experience I had this morning, written under a tree (which I later came back and climbed). And as much as I don’t want to share this out of the sanctity of it, I am compelled to by virtue of the fact I know it will help someone. –Continue reading “Devotion: An Inner Child Healing, Awakening, and Rebirth. “

About a Boy

Took a long walk through the woods yesterday and for no particular reason other than perhaps wanting to see a bit more life, I decided to walk back through the neighborhood. I had my walking stick and was doing my hippie thing.  At one small corner, I came upon a house that I always notice,Continue reading “About a Boy”

Welcoming The Prince of Darkness and Freeing ‘Iron John’

I recently read The Satanic Bible out of curiosity and with some interest in the philosophy contained therein. Satanism is basically a naturalistic pro-human philosophy blending humanism with anti-religious sentiment – add in some Ayn Rand and some Epicureanism, and a dash of magic and pomp, and that’s basically it. The contents aren’t likely toContinue reading “Welcoming The Prince of Darkness and Freeing ‘Iron John’”

One Belief to Change Everything, or Not

I have not published anything here in near a month, but a lot can happen in a month – a lot can happen in a day; your days can have significance. This is true (Along with everything else you believe).  I believe I’m fortunate beyond measure. Where there is love there is life – IContinue reading “One Belief to Change Everything, or Not”

Drunk on Henry Miller, Ruminating on Life

I am the happiest man alive – or, at least, I aspire to be. My restlessness, my stressors, my impatience, my work – the machine of automatic process by which man is conscripted to live and work in this society – all of these pale in the face of death, which, I concede, is theContinue reading “Drunk on Henry Miller, Ruminating on Life”

Only Yesterday

The sun will rise tomorrow, As straight as the crow flies; Daylight will come. And it will be a good day for some, And for others: one dark and tired But I promise you this: They’ve already decided – For whether they know it or not: Their day is upon them. But – Shall theyContinue reading “Only Yesterday”

Sour, Sweet, Salty

What can I say: I’m good.  I used to write with another muse in mind – I used to live that way: constantly hoping to live up to some arbitrary measure; always insufficient for my estimations of myself, and always short of her’s.  Only, today, now, I dissappoint no one; for this is who IContinue reading “Sour, Sweet, Salty”

A Sweeter Sin: Wilder Dreams

Returning to writing after spending the past few weeks living my life – in many ways as I never before have – feels faintly like an act of infedility against the one I love, whom I have been busy living with; however, this is no act of indescretion; this is what I do. I write.  Only,Continue reading “A Sweeter Sin: Wilder Dreams”