Feeling God in Its Undefinable Qualities

13 Oct 2026

It is possible for this quality of realness to be felt on its own and seen as entirely independent of objects or the world. In fact, the reality of objects is derived from the illusive but all-pervasive quality of realness that stands on its own, much like when a field of light can illumine an arrangement of objects and make them visible. The visibility is not a quality of objects themselves but a result of them participating in the reality of light. … More Feeling God in Its Undefinable Qualities

When The Fog Thins

6 Oct 2026

I see a new world shine through the fog. Sunlight is different, and it reflects differently from the ragged surfaces of the old. Too many familiar things are seen through in their insubstantiality. An eternal summer is shining through, one you’ve met before in your heart, as a child, and even before that as an … More When The Fog Thins

The Worm & The Eagle

29 Sep 2026

Seeing past the truth, the mind sees only multiplicity and the problems it itself has created by exertion. The heart, seeing past the mind’s problems, sees nothing but unity and simplicity. The mind is always in recoil, the heart still. What exists for one is non-existent for the other. To remember one side, one has to forget the other, for forgetfulness is both the affliction and the cure. … More The Worm & The Eagle

The Search for The Extraordinary

8 Sep 2026

What if the problem isn’t that life lacks meaning, but that I’ve become addicted to finding it? I’ve spent years mistaking intensity for reality, turning ordinary moments into philosophical problems and boredom into something to escape. Lately, I’m trying something different: letting things remain ordinary, resisting the urge to explain everything, and perhaps learning that nothing has gone wrong simply because nothing particularly profound is happening. … More The Search for The Extraordinary

The Passing

18 Aug 2026

All things pass but the passing. All things appear and disappear in the passing, but the passing itself neither appears nor disappears. The Real is neither a this nor a that, neither a here nor a there; The Real is this passing, and this passing is all that is real. Truth is a verb. This … More The Passing

The Null

11 Aug 2026

How disturbing and gut-wrenching, to find no tongue of one’s own in the midst of life, to realize that in one’s supposed home, one has been living as a guest and driven by invisible forces and subliminal cues, the so believable patriarchs with obscure figures and convincing whispers, the echoes of the old! With all … More The Null