Through Lens of Our Universe

I think at some point in all our lives we have had to traipse through the fire of our own psyche, avoiding the flickering flames which lash out at us; these flames having been born through self-creating cycles of unhealthy thoughts. Once we’ve walked through the heat, watching the flames grow fiercer and fiercer we…

The Vitality of Human Transformation

Vital in our existence, we live through separation; our juxtapositions so close yet so detached. We have forgotten the true connectivity, a connectivity which remains threaded through our essences despite the ignorance we formulate through the biological intellect that we inhabit. The meeting of two separate yet metaphysically intertwined beings within the modern paradigm usually…

The Dreamscape of Existence

We’re born with a curiosity for answers, but entrained to believe that someone else will give them to us; that our life, like fairy tale, will be in turmoil until a saviour comes to provide us with everything we’ve been searching for. The pattern emerges that suffering exists so that we can anticipate someone to…

Death Of A Paradigm

Ego Death: the concept of losing the identification with individual awareness and becoming timeless,eternal and existent in the form of collective consciousness. Within my short-lived experience of this form I became aware of how much our ego embeds itself so deep within us, in attempt to burrow into our very essence; creating trap doors and…

The Ticket Man

Notice: the hiss of compression as the doors close, the awkward expressions of the passengers as the people who file in looking for non-existent seats realise they are going to have to stand squashed up against each other; invading personal space. He notices this, how can he not; every day he paces up and down…

A Change in Perception

Pupils dilate, muscles relax, thoughts deepen, emotions heighten, the world spins within your head, and all at once your senses merge inducing a confusion of reality. Am I dreaming? No you’re not. Look above you and watch the stars appear on the darkened canvas; flicks of paint on your work overalls, particles on dust which…