Tag: inner-truth

Musing on Life Through Jack London’s ‘The Star Rover’: “The one man” and “The one woman”

I’m a fan of Jack London. He is, like Steinbeck, one of those California writers who hold a special place in my heart. I see myself like them, and their philosophies speak to me. And while Jack London is best known for adventure stories like Call of The Wild, The White Fang, and Sea Wolf,…

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TBD

A person asks who they are, Who might they become… And years are lost this way, Spent in abstact thought rather than concrete action … To declare ourselves As hero and author of our story, In deed rather than word, Is to know we are not who we think we are But what we are,…

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Data Dump: The Time is Now

I come here to do ‘word-processing’, to let my thoughts congeal into coherence – whereafter, I will feel I have achieved something important (For I will have); where I once journaled in lengthy prose, my notebooks these days are filled with jottings – mostly single ideas of varying yet significant importance. That said, the important…

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Meditations Session Ten: Trusting Life and Going Into Fulfilment Through the Care of Mind, Body, and Soul for Happiness and Love

Preface This week was trying on account of two factors. Firstly, I turned thirty-one. And, for me, birthdays always cause me to step back and evaluate my life in a very objective, measured way, which is something I typically don’t do in my day-to-day life; however, when you reach a milestone, such as a birthday, you…

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Notes Before 31

I begin my thirty-first trip around the sun in seven days. Trip being the key word. Life is indeed – if you open to it – it’s a great trip. Fantastic, magical. Never thought I would grow into something different than I was at twenty-two. I was so naive back then. But that’s how naivete…

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The Young Actuals

This is me; having realized that no matter how much of a writer, hippie, or bohemian I am, I am also a guy who enjoys success in business. After all, you wouldn’t want someone else to judge you through a single lens or label, so why do it to yourself. You are not this or…

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On Consciously Becoming

Goals, but as a means to what end? Happiness. For I know no other that lasts; all other ends that we may pursue: sex, pride, gratification, self-satisfaction, approval, status, image, respect – these are mere vanities. Vanities chiefly fed by insecurity, which leads to that slow, creeping death of the soul we call conformity. No…

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What I Was

Preface: This has been an incredibly pivotal season of life for me, and I have been going through a time of radical self-realization. Tonight I took my blanket and candles to the shore for the supermoon blood lunar eclipse, and I wrote the following in reflection (Mainly) on the later part of my twenties. As…

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If Not Now, When?

So many drafts; just like my life: my business a draft, my books drafts – my success a draft – my dreams a draft. But alas, life is no rehearsal; I play starting squad on a team of one every single day. And here as I sit, shoulders haunched, stomach slightly pudge and paunch, this…

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Dear Society

There is a pain to growing up, a hurt inherent to not knowing how to ease the woes that accompany a given life. Woes arising from the truths we dare not face; our identity naturally in opposition to anything that threatens our core underlying beliefs about who we are. These core beliefs are typically unconscious,…

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Planes or Pills

We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come. – Joseph Campbell I am thirty and I don’t believe in anything anymore. Only G-d and books. Love feels…

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