Monthly Archives: April 2004
Another chance
I felt like the fucking man tonight rocking out on the SG. Another one of those times when I feel like I’m just swelling with promise and potential. My mind drifted to thoughts about the old music house, and I … Continue reading
Sitting around on a Sunday
Sitting around on a Sunday, organizing old files, making phone calls, reading Wilber and Miller. Feeling pretty good in general about life, although I’m not exactly looking forward to returning to work tomorrow morning. Karen called yesterday to announce that … Continue reading
The Quiet Revolution
So about the quiet revolution that has announced itself this past week. I don’t know what to say about it really. I felt different, changed somehow, after I finished reading Hanna’s “Letters From Fred.” Nothing dramatic, just a subtle shift … Continue reading
Branded
As the work-week rolls on it gets progressively more difficult to shake off the impression of the work-day. It’s 9:30pm and time for me to go to bed, yet I feel as if I haven’t really left the hospital. The … Continue reading
The way I see it
So, the way I see it is like this: Either it’s true, what so many have said, that we’re all one and everything is okay, and all we need to do is wake up to our true nature, or else … Continue reading