2001
[ o d y s s e y ]2001. It has become a cliche in the last few months to quote from 2001: A Space Odyssey, so I will instead make an observation about the ties between a book written more than 30 years ago by Sir Arthur C. Clarke and where we stand now. […]
2000
[ t e a c h e r ]There has been an anniversary in my life….I let it go by without celebration, forgetting it, not having written it on a calendar. It goes beyond the numbers written within the grid of a calendar, beyond the understanding of anyone but myself. It is something that can […]
2000 – Via Transcendz.com
[ t e a c h e r ]There has been an anniversary in my life….I let it go by without celebration, forgetting it, not having written it on a calendar. It goes beyond the numbers written within the grid of a calendar, beyond the understanding of anyone but myself. It is something that can […]
1999
[ dot calm]Proposal, opportunity, elevation. I wonder ever so softly and at this very moment I realize that calm is far sweeter than rushed. I wonder all of these things-life, light, illusion, faith, Throwing it all into the air, all of the worries. I am wondering if life bleeds as much wonder for you. Relaxed, […]
1999 – Via Transcendz.com
[ dot calm]Proposal, opportunity, elevation. I wonder ever so softly and at this very moment I realize that calm is far sweeter than rushed. I wonder all of these things-life, light, illusion, faith, Throwing it all into the air, all of the worries. I am wondering if life bleeds as much wonder for you. Relaxed, […]
1998
[herstory}On the morning of March 8th, 1997 just two days before my nineteenth birthday my best friend Erin Muckle died in a car accident. She had just turned 19, and I hadn’t seen her in 3 months. Senseless. I remember the absolute guttural pain when I heard, and just the reflex in my hand causing […]
October 1998
It’s cool, crisp, new. Wrapped up tight in a blanket made of every moment i’ve ever spent with you. From tiny eyes i’ve peered dreaming about this feeling. Holding on to the autumn air a little longer than I should. Counting down, the breaths baptising my mind. I’ve come clean to you so many times. […]
1998 – Via Transcendz.com
[herstory}On the morning of March 8th, 1997 just two days before my nineteenth birthday my best friend Erin Muckle died in a car accident. She had just turned 19, and I hadn’t seen her in 3 months. Senseless. I remember the absolute guttural pain when I heard, and just the reflex in my hand causing […]
1997
[ e x p a n s i o n ] to see this article as it originally appeared on hyperreal please follow this link After transcending both, my body and mind recently in the depths and darkness of the deep underground called “rave” . Hearing one man’s words ring out in the dead of night and […]
1997 – Transcendz.com
[ e x p a n s i o n ] to see this article as it originally appeared on hyperreal please follow this link After transcending both, my body and mind recently in the depths and darkness of the deep underground called “rave” . Hearing one man’s words ring out in the dead of night […]