Buried Alive

My brother’s suicide was the cataclysmic event that put me on the path to finally remembering everything. His name was Frankie. He was older … Read more

99 Bottles of Tears on the Wall

I’ve been struggling with this, meaning this. What you’re reading. What you haven’t been reading for the last couple weeks. I’m struggling, personally, and … Read more

Lost in Space (with you)

I’m suspicious of anyone who smiles or laughs too much. Define too much. You know it when you see it. Especially the nervous laughter … Read more


Religion is nothing but institutionalized mysticism. The catch is, mysticism does not lend itself to institutionalization. The moment we attempt to organize mysticism, we … Read more