Tag: food
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On my creative process…
This may sound weird, but I see creative expression as akin to drilling into the Earth, extracting molten iron, and forming it into a solidified structure above the surface. Creative people need to go into a sea of potential and concepts (the molten iron), stay focused so they can extract it and cool it down,…
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Musings
As I get older, I’ve experienced multiple instances of good turning bad, and bad turning good. It’s encouraged me to tone down the judgment and reactive negativity. On a related note, I’ve come to believe that true abundance isn’t defined by time or material, but from possibility itself. Who knows what opportunities we’ll be able…
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On my creative process…
I think of creativity as a tree that branches into every interaction, every occurrence and point of fascination. Whatever happens in my daily life…I assume that’s a building block for my creative efforts. It might not be relevant all at once, or maybe not even for a span of years, but if it sticks in…
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Musings
As I get older, I’ve experienced multiple instances of good turning bad, and bad turning good. It’s encouraged me to tone down the judgment and reactive negativity. On a related note, I’ve come to believe that true abundance isn’t defined by time or material, but from possibility itself. Who knows what opportunities we’ll be able…
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On my creative process…
Ever since I saw the first Matrix, I became a believer in what I call an “escalation of action.” When I first saw Neo in the dojo scene, I was like “Holy shit!” Then, when I saw him in the lobby shootout, I was like, “HOLY SHIT!” As he faced off one on one against…
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Musings
I believe at a certain point along one’s journey, it becomes evident that external victories are predictable in their fleeting, temporary fulfillment. At this point, I believe the perspective begins to turn inward, and though not a lick of difference might be seen (even while the same or greater effort may be directed toward an…
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Musings
In my opinion, the best journeys end with the visceral realization I’m fine right here, right now, and everywhere and anywhere I happen to be.
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Give my books a read and a review!
What the superspy-battle is happening, all you chic lethal assassins who’ve accosted your mortal nemesis in a high-rise elevator made of glass and steel and custom-built alloy, you’re exchanging punches/elbows/knees in the clinch and avoiding wild swipes with exotic knives while looking hella badass in your highly fashionable GQ businesswear, on pure instinct you hit…
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Give my books a read and a review!
What the butt-card-swipe is happening, all you disgruntled mofos who have that ONE ANNOYING FRIEND who thinks it’s the HEIGHT OF FUCKING HILARITY to wait until your asscrack is exposed and jump in with their credit card so they can slide unforgiving plastic down your butt and over the bisected wrinkles of your fear-puckered dirt…
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Give my books a read and a review!
What the spider-monkey doggy-style is happening, all you sexual black belts who’re hitting it from behind while hunched over like Gollum, clenching your teeth as your sack bounces off the clit and elicits a series of ego-spiking moans, suddenly your left hamstring cramps the fuck up, veins pop out on your temples as you grunt-scream…