I quit the basketball team my senior year of high school because I wanted to get high.
I told my head coach it was because I needed to focus on recruiting, but that wasn’t the full truth.
I had already accepted a scholarship; I just wanted to blaze up after school and do hood rat stuff with my friends.
I wanted to feel free… Continue reading Hood Rat Stuff
“10 years of my life flashed behind my eyes…
I remembered the pain of drug addiction. Years of maintaining a high I felt I needed, felt I deserved…chasing the truth as it was embedded in my brain via Brad’s lyrics. Searching to understand the emotion that Nowell portrayed through his music…” Continue reading Kat Maxman -Tattoo Artist-
“I seem to have developed an emotional attachment to the characters in the Star Wars universe that seems to be greater than any attachment I have with people in reality.” Continue reading Imagination: An Infinite Connection
“I lost sense of time. I lost sense of where I was. I lost sense of my thoughts. My head was craned down as I let the tears flow. I could no longer hear the crowd. I couldn’t hear anything, all I could do was feel.” Continue reading State of Psychosis
Author: Adam Abramowitz Eyes are opened and thoughts of destiny, reality, and awareness flow through me. “Don’t give up”, the song lyric repeats itself as a mantra as I focus on what I want and who I want to be. The man in my head that struggles to break free. Everything is perfect as I view silently ahead to see, tapped into the infinite moment of a human experience… How did I get here? Listening to the album, Dreams, by “The Whitest Boy Alive”, I contemplate the beauty in nature. I experience infinity in everything I see, feel, think, and … Continue reading Mindfulness and Meditation: Not a Monk? Not a Problem
Author: Adam Abramowitz I fear that my thoughts may offend some people. Even though I thoroughly believe that the best art is real thought, transparent honesty, and raw emotion, I found myself second-guessing my decision to share. In an effort to be clear, I would like to explain my motive and intent for the piece you are about to read. I want to give my thoughts, to you. I make no claim that these thoughts are sound and I have no basis for inquiry outside of my own understanding of who I am and how I interpret the world around … Continue reading The Stories We Tell in Search of Meaning