there is no me or you

a poem about what freedom requires from us (you and me)

a reflection on this mysterious life

a metaphor on social death

Is it possible?

how to lose yourself

What does it taste like?

excerpts from Lao Tzu’s “Tao Te Ching”

from ego negation to no - thing

life is but a nightmare dreaming

and there is Love

for the unification of collective consciousness

It starts, but doesn't end, with you.

How I deal with my mind chatter

I’ve been ready for this end from far too long yet now— death meets me and I fight hard holding on to so many attachments of you and this...