Where Nothing Calls: Living on the Belly of Being – A Phenomenological Rant on Boredom as the Last Territory of Freedom

A descent into the barren, valueless ground where boredom exposes everything as equal and directionless. It follows how distinctions like good and evil lose their meaning, how our comforting narratives fall apart, and how that neutrality—initially nauseating—reveals a place where a person can finally act from their own source rather than any external call. … More Where Nothing Calls: Living on the Belly of Being – A Phenomenological Rant on Boredom as the Last Territory of Freedom

There Is No Spiritual Substitute for Laziness: the spirit has no reach in the idle mind & body

A man can drown in incense and mantras while his life rots around him. There is no prayer strong enough to lift the weight of a lazy body or an undisciplined mind. This piece explores the quiet truth that no spiritual practice can replace the ordinary work of self-respect — the cleaning, moving, striving, and caring that give the spirit somewhere to stand. … More There Is No Spiritual Substitute for Laziness: the spirit has no reach in the idle mind & body

The Eternal Game of Hide-and-Seek & The Dissolution of Duality

The soul, weary of the endless turning of worlds, questions Life itself, demanding meaning, rest, and an end to the game. But Life, ever patient and amused, reminds the soul that it was the one who chose to play, who wrote the rules and hid behind the veil of forgetfulness. In its hiding, the universe was born; in its seeking, time began. Yet when the seeker at last finds the one who hid, the discovery shatters both, revealing there were never two players, only one Life, playing with itself through all forms of being. What remains then is not struggle, nor purpose, but play—pure, endless, self-knowing play. … More The Eternal Game of Hide-and-Seek & The Dissolution of Duality

The Permission to Feel Our Own Bliss: Reclaiming what was never anyone’s to give

We spend our lives waiting for permission to feel joy—opening and closing the gates of our own happiness at every sign of approval or rejection. But joy was never something to earn. It was always ours, flowing beneath the surface, waiting to be reclaimed by the only one who could ever unlock it: ourselves. … More The Permission to Feel Our Own Bliss: Reclaiming what was never anyone’s to give