Fall is inevitable, for it provides the ground for the rise of the new types. But one can choose to fall a graceful fall where one gives and elevates others instead of a fall of which no one has ever heard. … More If You Have to Fall, at least Fall with Grace
In the dim halo around Babushka’s rocking chair, a man pleads for a single nod that will never come. His monologue drifts between heartbreak and the deeper terror of becoming irrelevant in a universe that refuses to speak. What unfolds is not a search for comfort but a confrontation with silence itself—the kind that swallows every question and leaves a man facing the truth that meaning is never given, only begged for, and rarely received. … More A Home Built on Quicksand
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
What is man as a phenomenon? Is he a being that’s hasting toward non-being, a ghostly figure that has projected all the being he has and he can’t tolerate into and beyond a non-being horizon? Nay. Man is nothing in haste. Man is the very hasting of Being; he is hasting itself and not a being in haste. That’s why he’s always torn, torn in between here and there, for he can’t get that there out of his stupid head. He is as horizontally stretched between the opposite poles of embodiment and self-abandonment as he is vertically stretched between heaven and hell. He is everywhere and everywhen but here and now. He is a lunatic chasing shadows of himself. … More La Fretta dell’Essere: L’uomo e il miraggio del “Là”
Humanity’s evolution is not merely biological but spiritual—a gradual awakening toward higher forms of Being already woven into the fabric of existence. From the first philosophers who wondered at reality to the mystics who glimpsed eternity within, our upward gaze reveals a hidden gravity of the soul. Perhaps we are not inventing transcendence at all, but responding to its quiet call—a whisper from beyond imagination, inviting the droplet to merge with the ocean. … More In the Shadow of the Superman: What’s Above is Felt from Within
The Self shines as meaning itself, casting light through us into the world. Reality is nothing fixed but a story we choose to tell. When we drop our old narratives, infinite possibility opens before us, and freedom is found in the simple act of assigning new meaning. … More The Shining of Meaning: Owning the Meaning of Our Lives
Have we made life so safe and structured that it’s become dull? What if our reality is already a simulation—and we’re stuck in a cycle of chasing the thrill we’ve forgotten? … More The Play of Restlessness: Are We Living in a Forgotten Simulation?
So, what protects a man from insanity if he chooses to have a wonderful life? Answer is: Friendship. An open heart where love flows, and this flow of love among men, this not only safeguards a man’s spiritual journey and protects him from chaos, it also allows the wonder to propagate backwards from the periphery to the center of the community where not just one man but all men are elevated to a better plane and perspective. Our friend Socrates is a great example of this kind. … More The Saving Grace of Friendship: The Ultimate Life Hack
Widen your perspective and see that the soul’s journey is always an upward trajectory, that suffering is both transient and necessary if beauty and transcendence is the goal. From within this new perspective, gratitude is not more a chore but rather an obvious and spontaneous response to the path. Love all that is, for all is serving your fine end. … More The Attitude of Gratitude
To express and realize the desire of the heart, one must call the beloved into presence with one’s all being. All organs, subtle and gross, must call on the beloved: the heart by prayer, the tongue by speaking the truth, the eyes by seeing beauty, the ears by active listening, and the body by selfless service. When all of a man’s being calls on the same thing, that’s well-being and harmony; when there’s divergence and each organ wants something different, that’s disease. … More Of Fratricide, Love, & Prayer: Pleas of a Restless Heart
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