Living in the Present Moment
I stumbled across the best metaphor to describe living in the present moment. It’s from the book The Tao of Daily Life by Derek Lin.
Your story is your operating system; Hack the code.
I stumbled across the best metaphor to describe living in the present moment. It’s from the book The Tao of Daily Life by Derek Lin.
The words we use to describe our lives have an uncanny way of shaping our reality. The stories we tell ourselves and the language we use to frame our circumstances dictate how we perceive and interact with the world around us. As the linguist Benjamin Lee Whorf hypothesised, the very...
The power of solitude is indeed great and beyond our full comprehension. When we retreat into the quiet sanctuary of solitude, we open ourselves up to profound insights and revelations from within. In the stillness, when the chatter of the external world fades, our inner voice emerges to provide clarity....
I’ve recently reconnected with creating mandalas. Over the past couple of days, I made this mandala and spent time contemplating its meaning. Through intuition, I received an insightful message from my inner wisdom.
Shamanism, one of the most ancient spiritual practices known to humanity, traces its roots back to the earliest civilizations, where it was integral to the fabric of daily life. This holistic tradition sees the world as an interconnected web of life where every element, from the smallest insect to the...
Faith and fear are the contrasting forces that shape our journeys. They are the yin and yang of our existence. If we choose fear over faith, we stagnate and fall short of our potential. But if we choose to live by the mantra of “All Faith, No Fear,” we embrace...
Several years ago, at a learning conference, I acquired these cards. They serve as an excellent tool for initiating discussions about career motivation and discovering what brings fulfilment to one’s professional life.
In today’s episode, I explore the intricate dance between logic and emotion in my own mind. I discuss how these seeming opposites actually work in tandem: logic provides structure, while emotion adds meaning. I share my personal journey of embracing this internal complexity rather than viewing it as a flaw....
When hyper-surreal madness takes hold, you just have to surrender to the loopy vibes. You never know when hyper-surrealism will strike. One minute you’re just living your usual routine in good old consensual reality, and the next—bam!—your world is suddenly swarming with bizarre absurdities. The fabric of normalcy rips like...
meeting eris In my dream, I stumbled into a wild discotheque in the clouds, where the DJ was none other than Eris, the goddess of chaos herself. She was spinning records that sounded like thunder and lightning mixed with laughter. Her hair was a wild mane of snakes, each hissing...
“Belief is the death of intelligence,” as Robert Anton Wilson would tell you. The moment you believe a doctrine of any sort or assume certitude, you stop thinking about that aspect of existence. And the more certain you are of something, the less there is to think about. The person...
in the spirit of mythic imagination, my new goddess is Eris, the Greek goddess of chaos and discord. she reigns supreme. in her domain, contradictions aren’t just accepted; they’re celebrated. to her, the world is a cosmic joke, but the punchline is that we’re all in on it. Discordianism Ah,...
For some time now, I’ve been a wanderer, a seeker, chasing mirages in the vast, unforgiving desert of the real, a landscape that often blurs the lines between illusion and truth. I had as my guides The Fool and The Magician. The fool, with his fearless embrace of the unknown...
Charles T. Tart’s book, Waking Up, has been on my bookshelf for a while now. It caught my attention this morning because I’ve been thinking about which habits of being, thinking, perceiving, and feeling I want to break or change. cultivating personal well-being and compassion makes our efforts to create...
Jacking back into the Sprawl I call home, I was gonna do some soul-searching in the ‘trix, but my neural apps are blazing with too much input to reflect right now. I’m parsing data from some ancient text called Waking Up: Overcoming the Obstacles to Human Potential, by a graybeard...
I jack into the metaverse, escaping the grime and drizzle of Neo-Southam for brighter worlds. But even here among the endless virtual cityscapes, I feel the isolation creep in. Millions of people logged in from around the globe, yet we slip past each other, not even making eye contact. Anonymous...
I find myself under the soft glow of the moon, dancing joyously yet solemnly on the grave of the “Author”-as-God. For too long, readers have been subservient to the writer’s sovereign imagination, surrendering the right to actively co-create meaning. But the age of reader autonomy is fully upon us now....
Amidst the hallowed halls of the Artis Moderna Gallery, a particularly peculiar statue catches the wandering eye—a hyper-realistic marble mannequin with a vintage 1950s television for a head. Dubbed “The Watcher,” this sculpture tells a tale of technological existential crises and temporal nonsense. Its meticulously carved body oozes with muscular...