All the images and representations of God, in all of her or his manifestations, are merely the fanciful notions either of the manipulators, motivated by the propensity for domination; or the sycophantic, either fettered by […]

Concealment and invention, or honesty and reality? Interest, fascination, infatuation, obsession, all lie in mystery rather than identity. Within the realm of mystery, love, true love, exists at that moment, that place, where truth and magic collide. Choose, therefore, to be now, or then. Shall you be as you appear, or appear as you are?
All the images and representations of God, in all of her or his manifestations, are merely the fanciful notions either of the manipulators, motivated by the propensity for domination; or the sycophantic, either fettered by […]
Hold on to the old, and you will perish. A time of reckoning is upon us. Just as the library is now obsolete, so is the church. Of course, we will continue to read, just […]
Whether or not a pursuit is achievable has little to do with its plausibility, and much to do with its believability. Vantage point determines perception. Perception determines belief. Belief determines reality. Nothing begins ‘til you […]
There is a most vain class among men which, despising ordinary things, fixes its eyes upon distant things, pursuing empty air with idle hopes… Immediate gratification demands mediocrity. Obsession takes time – its time, self-governing […]
I have deep, vast capacities for so much. All of those so-called mental illnesses which I have in spades, unmedicated, left to run their courses as they will and do, both contribute to and deny […]
Yes, I am still with you, loudly, proudly – queer. For those who have hesitated or faltered, if I may, I offer the following – Do you feel forced into a corner, teetering upon a […]
One has to choose to be healthy, to be normal. That is the first step. One then has to take command of one’s own destiny. Illness is real, physical and mental, but all illness is […]
Often – either accompanying the rage arising from such rampant display of white supremacist puerility, or with the enquiries of others regarding the vehemence of that rage – I am ushered to a consideration of […]
When I was fifteen, on a trip to San Francisco from my home, then, in Santa Cruz, at a café in the Theatre District, I could not take my eyes off a beautiful young man […]