The Infant Gaze
“An infant gaze showed the way back home — where nightmare dissolves into dream and illusion becomes the teacher of awakening.”
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The Cyclic Rebirth: Grief, Illusion, and the Flower of the Soul
Grief is not just loss — it is a passage. In the stillness of pain, the soul breaks open, revealing that what feels like death may actually be a rebirth.
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True Poetry: Silence, Nature, and the Death of the Ego
True poetry is not spoken — it is felt. In stillness, the mind loosens its grip, and the soul remembers its union with Nature, God, and the breath of life itself.
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The Stoic’s Poem
When in the present, Life moves incredibly fast; This may be why the egoic mind Attempts to perpetuate somberness, Because then time feels…
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The Shadow of Death
I held her hand until it regained warmth. I watered her with all of my tears but her breath wouldn’t seem to grow….
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Mindfulness (an excerpt from ‘Light Upon The Labyrinth’)
Mindfulness heightens all senses and grounds us to our root of just being – it strips down unnecessary suffering, conditioned thought patterns brought…
Read MoreTrue Love & Passion
I remember the feeling of being in love – the entwined smile of two souls that could quickly molt into bickering snarls within…
Read MoreAn excerpt from my newest horror screenplay ‘Missing’
BLACK SCREEN. Running is heard — the shuffle of feet zig-zagging through the woods. EXT. WINDMILL FARM – DUSK An old wooden sign…
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