Release date: 19 June 2020 How would our lives be different if we could weather the storms of tragedy and loss without fear? What if the fearlessness were not a result of isolation from others or insulation in false hope and comforting beliefs, but of full immersion in uncertainty, armed only with the knowledge andContinue reading “Birding in the Face of Terror”
“I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of itself with me that I can no longer call myself a man, a woman, an angel, or even pure soul. Love has befriended HafizContinue reading “METATHEOLOGY: A World Beyond Belief”
Ever wonderhow many sunrisesyou have left in this life?If you are thinking of a number,please,stop whatever you are doing.You are not free here.Somebody owns the name you call yourself,and it isn’t you.This is what it means to sayyour days are numbered–in truth, they are numberless.The sun never sets on you.You feel like the fulcrum of aContinue reading “Somewhere”
I will start with three different viewpoints on the use of force to protect oneself and control others –three dramatically different perspectives that all seem to ring true. ARJUNA: Bhimsa and Drona are noble and ancient, worthy of the deepest reverence. How can I greet them with arrows, in battle? If I kill them, how canContinue reading “A Prayer for the Sword-bearers (and a Message to the Defended)”
God is fucking God somewhere, right now, in a basement apartment on a battered fold-out couch with sweat-stained sheets and an old Amish quilt. Her lascivious moans and the rhythmic creaking of the springs permeate the paper thin walls of the universe like the primal bang that brought forth creation from her yoni. Don’t likeContinue reading “Afterglow”
It’s simple, really: The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil was planted in your mother’s womb. Heaven is your next mother’s womb, and yes, Forbidden fruit awaits you there as well. The game ends when you no longer desire Heaven, because you’ve found it Here Now.
When a righteous person dies, grown men sob like frightened babies. When a virtuous person dies, great mobs of mourners crowd around the casket, as if they want to be buried with him. When a great person dies, eloquent eulogies are delivered while entire nations watch and weep. We say things like, “HeContinue reading “When a Great Person Dies”