What a tenuous hold we have on reality. Sometimes it’s there – we sense it, we can feel it. We grab it and we hold on tight. Then – the next instant – the rope has slipped from our grasp and we’re suddenly chasing it down the sidewalk of time. And it always seems to be just out of reach. S o,…
read more →Those childlike dreams of a world at peace seem as remote as they've always been. If human consciousness is indeed evolving - it seems to be taking it's precious time. We are making massive strides towards being instantly connected to one another's thoughts, feelings, and needs and - while you…
read more →I found a page in my journal this morning that roughed me up, shoving me once again up against that hard wall of self realization. I had watched the Allen Ginsberg movie “Howl” with James Franco streaming Ginsberg, the mannerisms, speech patterns, the gestures . . . but it was the words, Allen’s…
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