Extolling, and embodying, the virtues of creativity, and creative writing, to save the world. (Or, at least, myself.)
Adam I was an "economics" major in college, along with anthropology. Not that I've asked around, but I am aware of, potentially, at least ONE other person with this rather ODD combination of ACADEMIC "interests." ODD, I'm saying, because whereas "economics," at least in our globally-"Westernized" conception, is identified with Adam Smith, capitalism, free markets, … Continue reading “Economics”
Black Statue of Liberty. Something I wrote a LOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG......... time ago, but never posted. But AM now. “Fight For It.” My favorite song on the Hamilton soundtrack is “Wait For It.” Every time I listen to the soundtrack I can’t get the song out of my head, except that when I hear it in my head … Continue reading “Fight for It”
Actual photo taken by me. One of two places of any "significance" I've ever been, unless, of course, you count them all. Yesterday my soul slipped into the sea, It buoyed there a while and cried for you and me. That soulless surface scarred, it dredged the deepest dream, it swelled the strangest sigh... Yesterday … Continue reading On the Truth and Power of “Free-Association”
"The Lotus opens. Movement from earth, through water, from fire to air. Out and in beyond life and death now, beyond inner and outer, sense and non-sense, meaning and futility, male and female, being and non-being, Light and darkness, void and full. Beyond all duality, or non-duality, beyond and beyond. Disincarnation. I breathe again." "Dis" … Continue reading “Dis” Incarnation.
Is what I am on.
Like I said.
This post might be in vain, but it is not vain. To speak our minds is not vain. To be silent is not in vain. When we speak with our hearts, we speak with our intention and, that is... To sing.
"I protest," said the poet to the preacher and the king. I protest, but, "what's this?" It's, then, that life begins.
"Man's choice there be." (Please excuse, if possible, my lack of attribution for these words. You see, they came to me, mixed and jumbled, but in this sequence, from separate sentences of a scholarly article I was reading, whose title and author I forget, as the acute phase of my breakdown was commencing.) "Man's choice … Continue reading “Man’s Choice There Be”
Observations from the Brink 