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A Reason For Today

A Reason For Today

A man named Roy was sitting on a park bench one warm and sunny day, staring off into the abyss of reality. His face lacked emotion and his eyes kept wandering; they did not wander because nothing was of interest, rather they wandered because nothing kept his interest. He kept […]

Ego Gets The Boot: Letter Found On Kitchen Table

Ego Gets The Boot: Letter Found On Kitchen Table

[Creative Piece] This is a breakup letter with my ego. It's been a good ride, but I think it's time we finally go our separate ways. We've had our ups and downs, but ultimately we aren't meant to be together. We're through.

Top 5 Videos Of Alan Watts

Top 5 Videos Of Alan Watts

Psychedelic experience is only a glimpse of genuine mystical insight, but a glimpse which can be matured and deepened by the various ways of meditation in which drugs are no longer necessary or useful. If you get the message, hang up the phone. For psychedelic drugs are simply instruments, like microscopes, […]

I Took The Red Pill

I Took The Red Pill

I’ve never believed in God. Not fully. I was open to all options, and didn’t tackle the big questions or dwell on them too often, because when I did I couldn’t stop. They set my mind spiraling out of control, and I didn’t think that we were ‘meant’ to know. […]

Poetry Slam: Art of the Spoken Word

Poetry Slam: Art of the Spoken Word

A Poetry Slam is a competitive event where poets perform their own poetry on stage. Performances are judged on how much the poem moves the audience.

During open slams, poets perform one piece of original work that will be scored 1-10 by five different judges, dropping the lowest and highest score. […]

Civilization: A Saga

Civilization: A Saga

we all reside in self-inflicted purgatories guided by the light coming from the fire we set a flame walking, rather tip toeing carefully along a tight rope we strung tightly eyes focused along a narrowing path missing the grandeur and openness surrounding us