a self-declared cyborg doing cyborg stuff
The ‘Soulcruzer’ podcast (more of an audioblog, really).
Expect a blend of mysticism and music, psyche and soul, everyday wisdom, and the esoteric. One day, I might be waxing lyrical about Nietzsche’s eternal return, and the next, uncovering the wisdom of the tarot. It’s all up for grabs on this pod.
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In this episode, I dive deep into a question that’s been looping in my mind all day: What is a life for? More specifically, What is my life for? It’s one of those questions that feels simple on the surface, but the more you dig, the more complex and infinite it becomes. I’ve been pacing around, wrestling with it, and decided to hit record and let my thoughts flow freely.
So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the...
Love’s Rebuttal I walk among the rocks And broken glass in bare feet A rat scuttles across the street. I thought love was to blame For all the things said and done; I hid myself I shame. Through the window pane Of the Watchmaker’s shop; I see my reflection; I...
love has no beauty I still believe in beauty But I lost my faith in love I wanted the world to love me But all I got was spit in my face I did think love would rescue me Show me a better world; a better place Love didn’t live...
I’m a mean mother fucker Always kicking off the covers I’m a back street bitch Always trying to make a pitch Once My mind was clear Once I really did care Once I didn’t give a damn I’m a fake mother fucker Always sniffing up her skirt I’m a slick...
It is the first day of spring. Well you wouldn’t know it living in this god forsaken place. Still as Ranaulph Fiennes is reported to have said, “There is no bad weather, only bad clothing.” April further unfolds itself. It looks like now I will be spending about 10 days...
Hey there baby Your love is legendary Love is four letters Ain’t in the dictionary Excuse my position But it ain’t missionary – Aerosmith ** I feel like being present in my own skin today and not only being present, but liking my own company. ** It’s time to switch...
And you know what…I feel like jumping, and shouting, and dancing in the streets. I think I just might go do that right now (my neighbors probably won’t like it much seeing how it is 6 in the morning)….
My first philosophy essay is due on Friday and I have to answer the question of what it is to be a person? Well I have thus managed to write one line so far. That is a start at least! I was driving home from my contracted place of work...
In trying to make sense of my place in the world, I crawled up into the attic this morning to look for books that have touched me in the way that i can related to some of the characters found in the tales. Here are a few that I found...
