Resistance on Course w/ “The War of Art”
It hit full force very sneaky-like this morning so we had to bust out the big guns Continue reading Resistance on Course w/ “The War of Art”
Tag: Writing
Nature, Animals, the Mafia, and my PeePee
Let’s not even get started on the freckles I mean they’re everywhere…wait lemme check…nope. They’re not on my pee pee Continue reading Nature, Animals, the Mafia, and my PeePee
The TRUE Story of Chester Copperpot
For your listening pleasure, the totally TRUE story of Chester Copperpot Continue reading The TRUE Story of Chester Copperpot
To Thine Own Self be True
It’s like i wake up in the morning and have no idea what’s going on and all these thoughts are bouncing in and out and I’m like wtf for an hour and then i hear music and everything is excellent Continue reading To Thine Own Self be True
The Objects of Consciousness
We’re moving towards resistance and inducing anxiety. Also! I wrote a thing about awareness and we read it on the air Continue reading The Objects of Consciousness
Conscious Surrender (Audio/Written Essay)
A spoken word essay about that time I had a really tough time for a long time and then finally got better. Yup. It’s all there 😉 Continue reading Conscious Surrender (Audio/Written Essay)
An Echo of Another Age
Lawnmowers growl and the sun peeks through a blanket that you thumb tacked against the window.
You roll over to stare at the wall and slam a fist into your face, wishing you were anywhere but here.
You turn the TV on and stare into the abyss. Continue reading An Echo of Another Age
Soul Writing
When this was written, I was going through a tough moment. And in the process, a voice started writing itself on the screen… Continue reading Soul Writing
How to Awaken: Dzogchen
To enter a state of no-mind, or pure consciousness, one has to be aware that the experience of existence itself is all there is.
No good. No bad. No direction… Continue reading How to Awaken: Dzogchen
The SadBoy is Strong in This One
Can you be sad and happy at the same time?
All I wanted to do was lay in bed. I didn’t want to think, I didn’t want to feel, and I didn’t want to interact… Continue reading The SadBoy is Strong in This One