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This Thatched Hut

Things come to me and it’s impossible to manage them all. Every time I think something is important, and that I must “file it away” — hours later, it’s gone with the wind — just to leave me alone in the desert, once again. I always return to this place: this thatched, unstable hut. The […]

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Automatic Writings

Something In The Way

There’s something this world seems to be running away from. And we do this by pretending. By pretending and hoping there’s something more, than this. We do it with false emotions; by pretending to care about that which we do not. By pretending to be “better” than we are; to be a “good” person, so […]

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Fantastic and Fictional

I’ve never heard a satisfying definition of love until hearing Charles Eisenstein describe it as the expansion of self to include another, or “the other”, and the opposite of fear. At the end of the day, love is just a word that represents an idea. And this idea differs based on your definition of it. […]

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April 4th

It’s been a while since I’ve written in this journal, by hand. There is so much to explore, so many questions to ask. So many lies to smoke out. So many things left to understand. Where do I even begin? My focus lately has been directed towards understanding perception. How the mind reacts to certain […]

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The Running Theme

There’s an inexplicable feeling that continues to arise in my life. A running theme. And I’m not quite sure how to explain it. Nor do I think explaining it to myself or another would do any good. Trying to relay a message often distorts it. The signal becomes lost in translation. And if this distortion […]

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Sharp

Why waste a moment when you cannot know where it will lead? This statement is made in response to two judgements: one that considers not “using” the moment as a waste — and one that says this moment will not lead where I want to go. Both reek of impurity. This type of thinking can […]

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Dead Ends

Often I hear voices speaking in Vietnamese while sitting in the kitchen, as it shares a wall with a bank. Often I hear voices in my head, speaking of fantastical things. I say fantastical but sometimes I question their validity, as the feeling can be unmistakable. And even though these thoughts and ideas seem foreign, […]

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The Source

This world and its people want me to be something. A certain someone. And in “becoming” a certain someone, by assuming a role, one is trapped in purgatory. Being a “someone”, or assuming a predestined concept, is to willfully imprison oneself. But deep down I have to believe they know the truth. They may not […]

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Seek and Speak

I do not know what led me down this path. All I know is that the fire to do so has been burning within me for years. I can honestly say that the only thing that prevented me from doing so earlier was the world; giving it credence. Those unmistakable feelings of truth were the […]

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Splitting Atoms

The thing is done for something. The truth lies in what this something really is, versus what you believe it to be. The two must be contrasted. If you tell me it’s to get somewhere, I will tell you it’s to satisfy the need to get somewhere. One may exit the mind in one second […]