I feel scared thinking of myself afloat on a lily-pad in a giant endless ocean, under a flat sky. There is no home. Float, float, float. There is nobody else. Adrift. It doesn't mean anything. Even my personal history keeps detaching from me, time slips away through my machinations. Who am I? What is this? …
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Micro-dosing ushered in my life a wave of stillness, joy and vibrance. Then, after some months came the crest.
I think I remember that when I read The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, there was a story in it of the alchemist, who only wanted to make gold. A great sage told him that he would succeed with his ingredients, if only he added one more: unshakable confidence that he would be successful. I may …
While I was meditating today, I heard a particular notification sound from my phone, that made me immediately anticipate a specific message from a specific person. A few seconds later, as my mind and body was relaxing back from this, I asked myself, 'And what if this is not the person you are hoping it …
The last rays of the sun caressed a soft paint of a sad gold on the brave steel towers of the young city. The dark ink of the quiet night hung watchful on the opposite horizon, stealthily creeping into the space given up by the receding light. The glass and steel vertices of the craggy …
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