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Eagle Eye

Sitting on the edge of a fertile valley. Trees push uphill in the distance, hands on each other’s backs like a trail of army ants: Brotherhood of Green. Smoke fills the vale from unknown sources. Little lights open their eyes and blink on, as dusk descends upon the highlands. This is my place — having […]

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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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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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Gum Wrapper

This morning I awoke to feeling the pressure to do something I don’t really want to do. My mind was telling me this pressure was coming from the outside: another person. But I know that’s not really true. The trigger may be on the outside, but it’s my own mind harassing me. It then proceeded […]

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Human Hamster Wheel

I wake up, and before even having cleaned the sleep from my eyes, despair and silence swallows me whole. It’s relatively late already, which surprised and irked me slightly, even though I’ve no place to go, nothing to do, and nobody to see. The building I reside in reminds me of something out of the […]

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Camouflaged

It’s been a week since I’ve last written. Most of my “working” time has been spent digging through the archives, learning about myself. It’s very interesting to see who and where I was a mere year ago. To be blunt, I might use words like despair, overwhelming desire, confusion, surprise, and fear. Fear of not […]

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Friday the 13th

If a ghost is present then it is I. Yes, this is the inexplicable feeling that has been weaving and wisping its way through me. Whether this is the beginning of “enlightenment” or “true awareness” — I don’t really care. If freedom arises from it, that’s all that matters. And freedom has been mine. As […]

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Nature Will Take Its Course

A day is wasted when one compromises. Yesterday, was a wasted day. What leads one to compromise is his greatest attachments. Family being among the most unthinkable. Unthinkable because the world hems and haws and guilts and vilifies. The most clever excuses are the agreed upon. There’s always an out if you’re looking for one. […]