I look for my White Lily, but it’s gone. When I look up again, the girl, too, is gone. I’m on my own again. I wonder if I imagined her. Or maybe she imagined me, and I’m the one who’s gone.
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Savitri Reading Group - Book VII, Canto III: The Entry into the Inner Countries (second reading)
An intimate reading of Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri – A Legend and a Symbol, with virtual meeting every 1st and 3rd Wednesday until the poem is fully read
Savitri Reading Group - Book VII, Canto II: The Parable of the Search for the Soul (second reading)
An intimate reading of Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri – A Legend and a Symbol, with virtual meeting every 1st and 3rd Wednesday until the poem is fully read
Savitri Reading Group – Book VI, Canto I: The Word of Fate (second reading)
An intimate reading of Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri – A Legend and a Symbol, with virtual meeting every 1st and 3rd Wednesday until the poem is fully read
Savitri Reading Group – Book VI, Canto II: The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain (second half, first reading)
An intimate reading of Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri – A Legend and a Symbol, with virtual meeting every 1st and 3rd Wednesday until the poem is fully read
Savitri Reading Group
An intimate reading of Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri – A Legend and a Symbol, with virtual meeting every 1st and 3rd Wednesday until the poem is fully read
Savitri Reading Group – Book Two, Canto V (The Godheads of the Little Life) – FULL READ-THROUGH
An intimate reading of Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri – A Legend and a Symbol, with virtual meeting every 1st and 3rd Wednesday until the epic poem is completed.
Hospice In a Fascist Time
I am a spiritual care provider in a hospice setting, and just as everything in life seems to be upended these days, given new urgency compelled by nausea, so is my thinking and feeling about my role…
Spheres Reading GroupGlobes, by Peter Sloterdijk – Conversation 1
#1 of 6 live conversations on Peter Sloterdijk’s GLOBES: Prologue, Introduction, and other preliminary texts
Salmon Run
Music and lyrics by Paul Maylone. Listen free….
The Case Against Liberation: Mystic Pessimism
It is time to face facts. Capitalism is the root of all our problems, and yet the path out of capital is more uncertain than it has ever been. The dream of Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, of a globalized online consciousness unifying the mental sphere into a higher state of being, has been rendered excessively naive….
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseInvolving us, evolving us (Epilogue)
We are powerful enough to burst through the artificial narrative-bubble of projections of power-over, and step together into the brisk air of the real world in all its complexity—painful, wonderful, multiplicitous. If, in that fine first inhalation of fresh air, we take in a deep moment of peace, we may hear the aspirations of all living things…
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseReclaiming power and refining purpose (Redemption)
We need mass subversion—simple non-cooperation and defection to favorable alternatives. This can look like “opting in” to visions of humanity that you do prefer, the futures you would like to inhabit, by investing your diverse capital in alternative ways.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseThat which corrupts, that which creates (Power)
Perhaps there is a common ground for humankind that runs deeper than the machinations of a “power-over” mythology. Let us envision a more optimal design that meets more needs through respecting life’s innate capacity for intelligence and beauty.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseWanting to believe (Seduction)
Our human desires and emotions are oftentimes the “hooks” that memes use to attach to us. Once a meme has colonized us, it can profoundly guide our actions in the world. Therefore, we need to develop discernment to parse the beneficial memes from the malicious ones.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseYou have the power I give you (Talisman)
The power Trump commands is given by us—our attention, our deference, our minds, hearts, lives. In little ways, we can retake control of how and to what purposes we deploy our minds and spirits.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseMemetic engineering and social control (Myth)
The common myths and meaning on which the U.S. was founded are breaking down, strained by the gnashing confrontation of incompatible, co-occurring narratives. This is long overdue and much needed. Yet powerful interests are trying to seize this shaky moment by trumpeting archaic, toxic narratives that reinforce and advance oppressive agendas in society.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseI say a little prayer for you (Aspiration)
“May Donald Trump enjoy happiness and the root of happiness.” I was immediately struck by the potency of this aspiration. If Trump were to know unconditional love and happiness, he would be less harmful and less hungry for power over others.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseCan’t retreat no more (Prologue)
To continue a policy of escape, retreat and regression is mutually assured destruction. We need to face, and learn from, our difficulties.
Transmuting the TrumpocalypseIntroduction to Transmuting the Trumpocalypse
This essay series aims to penetrate to the roots of power and the shaping of material conditions through memes and through minds. I also discuss what is happening to us on individual and collective psychological levels, as we are forced to confront and grapple with certain popular myths about ourselves, our nation, and our global civilization.
The Mythopoetic Mind of PlatoThe Mythopoetic Mind of Plato
We are always living in a story, always present in a myth. The key is to possess mindfulness towards worldviews and their presence in the awakened self—they are analytical frameworks of the mind that first allow the universe to be experienced in a specific manner and then formulated into pure, specific “understandings” about the nature of that universe.
The Mythopoetic Mind of PlatoThe Mythopoetic Mind of Plato: The Kingdom-Sage’s Muthos in Timaeus, The Republic, and The Symposium (Parts IX & X)
This metanarrative that has been constructed to explore a possible Platonic worldview is enough of the whole to make a holographic, fractal revival of Plato himself inside his mythopoetic mind.
The Mythopoetic Mind of PlatoThe Mythopoetic Mind of Plato: The Kingdom-Sage’s Muthos in Timaeus, The Republic, and The Symposium (Parts VII & VIII)
The strength and sincerity at which each of the Greeks in the Symposium pursues his or her own experiences towards a lived philosophy of love is inspirational for a culture of Self, some of the original self-believers.
The Mythopoetic Mind of PlatoThe Mythopoetic Mind of Plato: The Kingdom-Sage’s Muthos in Timaeus, The Republic, and The Symposium (Parts V & VI)
From the first creation event of Timaeus that heralds a universe (the one and only) into the perceptible in giving a reality, this perfection persists into Plato’s Republic, a world of its own that deals with society and its paradigms in the social creature called humanity and its just longings.
The Mythopoetic Mind of PlatoThe Mythopoetic Mind of Plato: The Kingdom-Sage’s Muthos in Timaeus, The Republic, and The Symposium (Parts III & IV)
From [this] indivisible awareness, the mystic sage is fully able to tap into the eternal mind of god, something that would smooth out a translation in terms of human consciousness—and that would give the creative impetus to imagine a text like Timaeus.
Come Out of Babylon: Heavy Metal Music and the Book of Revelation
The more deeply I’ve looked into heavy metal music and its use of imagery from the Book of Revelation, the more I discovered a very remarkable thing—that heavy metal music is doing the Book of Revelation. In its style, in its values, in its ethos, heavy metal is doing the Book of Revelation in musical form.
Streets of Paris
Music and lyrics by Paul Maylone. “You will turn me into fire, / You will turn me into war, / I will give my life as openly as so many before….”
Sustain/Decay: A Philosophical Investigation of Drone Music and Mysticism (Review)
Floating from time period to time period amid spiritual and religious observances and contemporary soundscapes the drone remains consistently omnipresent, like the angel of death, hovering just out of reach yet connecting all things living and dead…
Delusions, by Stanisław Kapuściński: A Review
Kapuscinski’s intentions are early implied, to match Dawkins bite for bite and (as honestly) to demonstrate the irreconcilable gulf between intellectual reductionism and emotional religious dogmatism, each flailing towards fundamentalism in trying to flatten one another.
The Name of God
He stood upon an old skull, and he crushed it under his dark heel. A snake was inside it, and its blood seeped into the ground. He stood in the crater where Gods went to die, the valley without light where a bloated Leviathan would rest upon the ground, and spears piercing its belly beneath dark clouds, the sun would turn away in time for it to rot and die. In its carcass, in its open bones a new God would form, a new rotten Beast to occupy the holy Throne….