Hard Dreams poem.. One night, deep in an uncertain period in my life, I sat in the dark, smoking a cigarette and looking down a narrow alley to the street at a single streetlight. Cars and trucks blurred under it. Insights came, showing me how it’s all makebelieve, an agreed
Going Back Going Back is a free chapter from Amazing: Truths About Conscious Awareness (Click here)There must once have been at least a jiffy of wholeness, a twinkle in the cohesion of seamless belonging. Every cell may contain residues of history in its universal library. Our desire to rejoin seasons every step,
If You Were God… is a free chapter from Amazing: Truths About Conscious Awareness. If You Were God… If you were God, what would you do? That question is more interesting than you think, since it assumes that the creating universe and God are separate things. As if, for example, He,
When we work our way into meditation or deep sleep, we pull down some walls, roll up the sidewalks and wander freely through altered awareness. We see things we’re taught to pass off as dreams, as if dreams don’t count.
Strangeness of Inner Truth Our inner spaces are peppered with strangeness. We invent like mad scientists to plug holes with acceptable excuses for insight.
This installment, …And Night is the second in the final section of my book, A Million Different Things: Meditations of The World’s Happiest Man. It’s concerned with the strange, maybe imaginary, border between our internal and external realities.
Going Home: Illusions About Reality Igor Stravinsky insisted that music was not about anything but music. Beethoven, imitating sounds he heard during walks in the Vienna woods, and Mozart, mimicking birdsong, disagree. But if music means something, it’s something more. Otherwise, why did evolution add it, even if only as
A Million Different Things: …And Night, Meditation #1 Rambling on… That’s what life is, you know, a ramble. I changed my thinking a while back about how all that apparent motion goes. Like most, I’ve thought of my life’s course as passing along a trail, following a thread with a
Going Home: Illusions About Reality There must once have been at least a jiffy of wholeness, a twinkle in the cohesion of seamless belonging. Every cell may contain the residues in its universal library. Our desire to rejoin seasons every step, pushing against the gravity of reason. It’s a contest
Up, Out or Beyond Evolution For most of us, a realization that there may be no God and that the whole shebang we’re living is a meaningless hodgepodge is as demoralizing as anything else percolating through the shrouds in those lost hours between midnight and dawn.