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””

What Other Myth Could I Live

Writer, Businessman, Poet, Lover, Man, All that I ever was all along, All that I feared I would never be Funny how I ever thought I wouldn’t become me Funny how the wild things, once teeming with wild dreams, Now whisper their secrets to me – What other myth could I live. In my darkestContinue reading “What Other Myth Could I Live”

A Minor Breakup Poem, Magical Optimism, and The Toxicity of Self-Pity

Thought she was my priestess, But she was a chimera Her head in my lap, Eyes on fire, Masking the truth behind black mascara and desire Looking up to me always, Only to let me down again And in our tempests, I tried my best to swim But joy perished, And I returned to theContinue reading “A Minor Breakup Poem, Magical Optimism, and The Toxicity of Self-Pity”

Watch Me

I do not know how I am going to die, but I know I will. If thirty years of edging towards the horizon of infinity has taught me anything, it’s that figuring out life takes time. Hell, some [people] never do. I think of those who are older and quip that they “still feel twentyContinue reading “Watch Me”

Journal: Life is Sweet

I’m writing tonight because it’s what I do. Also, I have a duty to myself, I have a duty to write – even when I am happy – in fact, I wouldn’t even mind making a habit of it. And frankly: I am happy. And sure, life goes on: that Thai place wasn’t that great tonight,Continue reading “Journal: Life is Sweet”

What I Was

Preface: This has been an incredibly pivotal season of life for me, and I have been going through a time of radical self-realization. Tonight I took my blanket and candles to the shore for the supermoon blood lunar eclipse, and I wrote the following in reflection (Mainly) on the later part of my twenties. AsContinue reading “What I Was”

In Darkness, Light

It’s been a long time, A long time running in the woods Crying on tree stumps, Mourning yesterday These shadow games I’ve played Setting the stakes against myself The yields of low expectations, Leading me time and time again to the precipice of my own demise Thinking, this can’t be life I never meant toContinue reading “In Darkness, Light”

Mindsight: Going Back to The Start

The imagination is the greatest ability we have – for what may be born of dreams extends far beyond the reaches of the eye, which is limited by our reality – yet the bounds of reality extend far beyond the morrow, all the way into the clouds and past the horizon. Mindsight – our abilityContinue reading “Mindsight: Going Back to The Start”

Dear Society

There is a pain to growing up, a hurt inherent to not knowing how to ease the woes that accompany a given life. Woes arising from the truths we dare not face; our identity naturally in opposition to anything that threatens our core underlying beliefs about who we are. These core beliefs are typically unconscious,Continue reading “Dear Society”

The Rules (Live By Your Own)

I have writen these to center myself by striking bedrock on the foundations of my life at thirty. It is absolutely insane that we are not all taught to define and live by our own rules. Have inner peace. This comes from listening to and following your heart. This is the essence of loving yourself.Continue reading “The Rules (Live By Your Own)”

A Delightful Life

Delightful day; what more can I say; I ran, I hiked, I swam, I read, I cooked, I napped – I did everything but make love, which, in itself, is another kind of delightful day, just not the one written for today. But I conspire with fate for days like that too. I’m working onContinue reading “A Delightful Life”