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  • Musings

    Since our technology and development prevent us from answering the deep puzzles of life, it is imperative that we devote regular focus to refining the process with which we question things.  We must not be afraid to skirt convention, even though it constantly tries to force itself on the way we query reality.

  • Musings

    Never let those hits to the face go unused. By volition, they can either turn out to be valuable lessons or just random abuse.

  • Echo-A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    At a movie.  There’s a loud cell-phone talker.  Using the speaker.  I’m about to commit felonies, Bro, motherf**king felonies.  My eReader, open to Echo, flashes with magic light.  A little elf emerges from it, holding a handful of the world’s hottest chilis (400 times hotter than tabasco), the infamous Ghost Pepper.  The little guy sprints…

  • Musings

    All states of mind have their use; the key is training to move in and out of them at a moment’s notice, because life can derail itself in a flash.   The slicing awareness that can instantaneously transform from killer to caretaker—with the clear-souled intent of honoring [Higher Power]’s need—is one that can see the divine in…

  • Musings

    Every seemingly fell arrow of chance can be used as material to build a ladder towards greater awareness.

  • Musings

    If the soul makes a habit out of hunting for awareness (as well as engaging in the seemingly masochistic process of cutting away ignorance), then even though pain is inevitable, I believe that that soul can spare itself the suffering that comes with this fleeting life.

  • Musings

    Recognize the parts of self that are programmed machinery, recognize the parts that are luminous spirit, and see where they intersect. To the trained mind, an incomprehensible tapestry becomes apparent—one that wastes no thread.

  • Echo-A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Malicious, tweenage hackers have compromised my facebook, twitter, all of it.  Pics of oversized male genitalia are flooding my accounts.  I’m desperate.  My eReader (open to Echo) flashes with magic light.  Suddenly Zuckerberg and Gates are looming over my laptop, plinking away.  Gates’ bespectacled face turns toward me, eyes impassive in the monitor’s glare, and…

  • Musings

    Those who don’t adapt tradition/ritual to existence’s demand for an ever-flowing harmony are destined to wither, for they deliberately disconnect themselves from the very essence that gives our symbolic surroundings a life of their own.

  • Musings

    IMHO, editing must be approached with the same level of passion as drafting.  Editing springs from the same noble root as the drive to improve ourselves through unrelenting consistency.   Again.  Again.  Again.  Until it’s right.  That describes the professional’s very way of being.