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Why wasn't there a place like this for me?
At my keyboard the worlds align and overlap, passing over and through each other to weave a fabric.
We are dying from our beliefs, and our beliefs won’t save us.
Beyond the shrinking of your ego is life, not what we imagine or merchandise or fear, but what IS.
"Learn to invest in loss. Who is willing to do this?"
Sometimes the door just opens and you don't have to kick it down.
Encountering the elements of life...
On John Trudell, the blues, and falling through the hole in your soul.
Old Coyote keeps us free of self-deception and represents God's struggle to shock us out of predictability.
Dancing with the ghost of things...
LSD, the New World, and the crafting of doors...