instead of complaining to myself about the fact that i haven’t anything in ages, i thought i focus on something a bit more positive. being the critical bastard that i am, i can’t help but think about all the little things that make something less than “perfect”. the irony is that i am not a ‘perfectionist’ by nature but just a sloppy critic that gets no where with my criticalness. alas, i will be making a violent effort to change my vocabulary by removing the word ‘but’ out of my daily usage. the word is a passive […]

it is almost regrettable that i am unable to find the time to get lost in my smoked filled mind. the bright side of not finding to time to write about it is actually experiencing it. like the great masters like to say, don’t read books on meditation and just do it. although i am not exactly on that groove of action, this summer has been unusually fun and sexy, filled with a wide spectrum of experiences. my lovely lover has lead me away from the path of work, back to the path of living.  within 4 […]

the grateful one remembers that he is living in one of the greatest cities, doing what he loves, loving the greatest love, and is on the path to transcendence. he can not ask for anymore but to give back that was never his.