Here’s a dirty little game that colonizers have mastered – indoctrinating citizens to internalize the systemic violence baked into capitalism. An entire self-help and productivity industry exists to support this transfer of emotional labor onto the laborer themselves. It’s subtle and flies unnoticed for years or a lifetime
We often wonder how wealth morphs into cycles of unchecked power, abuse, trafficking and obscene violence. How do people like Epstein and his known associates continue to grift along without consequences while their trail of victims, crimes and whistleblowers are silenced and buried? How do well intentioned businesses, communities and
“When you’re falling– dive.” J. Campbell I’m a non-dual tantrika, non-dual shaiva tantra to be exact. I chose to walk the Left Hand Path decades before I possessed the language to understand what those fancy Sanskrit words actually mean. The unorthodox is my happy place and
Yesterday was just a Wednesday. Nothing special, nothing abnormal. Just a hump day, 48 hours after my first PT session in 5 weeks. I woke up feeling mostly my self. Some soreness and aches in the regular places my body stores and deploys the pain signals to remind me that
Here’s a dirty little game that colonizers have mastered – indoctrinating citizens to internalize the systemic violence baked into capitalism. An entire self-help and productivity industry exists to support this transfer of emotional labor onto the laborer themselves. It’s subtle and flies unnoticed for years or a lifetime
We often wonder how wealth morphs into cycles of unchecked power, abuse, trafficking and obscene violence. How do people like Epstein and his known associates continue to grift along without consequences while their trail of victims, crimes and whistleblowers are silenced and buried? How do well intentioned businesses, communities and
“When you’re falling– dive.” J. Campbell I’m a non-dual tantrika, non-dual shaiva tantra to be exact. I chose to walk the Left Hand Path decades before I possessed the language to understand what those fancy Sanskrit words actually mean. The unorthodox is my happy place and
Being a patient is a wild and humbling experience. But for many, the experience has a start and end date– an incident happens, your body breaks, the doctors help you heal and regain control of your body, you return to life with a story and a different perspective. But for
Yesterday was just a Wednesday. Nothing special, nothing abnormal. Just a hump day, 48 hours after my first PT session in 5 weeks. I woke up feeling mostly my self. Some soreness and aches in the regular places my body stores and deploys the pain signals to remind me that
My current somatic journey is disrupting most aspects of my life at this moment. One massive disruption for this word nerd is kind of obvious given that my entire world revolves around communicating narratives. Language is now both a barrier and a trigger. I lack access to adequate language for
As I barrel through another year on this wild ass planet, I have to look back at the past year(s) and then look forward to the path I'm traveling down. And at my age, at the just-past-midway point towards a century, I hold a large
Here's an excerpt from my creative writing project (AI free zone), A Somatic Unraveling: Field Notes From the Cremation Grounds. Where's my floor? Yesterday was my last session for round 2 of PT (June 18, 2026). And well, the whole thing feels devastating. As if someone
When your health goes sideways, you learn about yourself, the life you’ve built and the altering of your future vision– fast. And when things turn chronic, derail on the fly and a malfunctioning body becomes your new “normal”, well everything changes. Some changes are direct and dramatic, others are
The price of our subconscious submission to systems of control is our identity and the payment is past due. Here’s a cold hard reality of where we stand as a collective. AI is forcing many things right now and the violence against human labor and the ensuing economic destruction
The cry against the machine is not a cry to preserve the past or avoid the advancement of our civilization. The cry is one of anguish at all that we have lost and what faces decimation at the hands of an economic system never meant to preserve what makes living
A conversation keeps finding me– with friends, colleagues, neighbors and strangers– and when that happens, I know a societal trend has moved beyond media talking points and into reality. I track many issues across what’s left of the “viable” media landscape and the destabilization of AI across multiple demographics