Meditations on Consciousness; a poetry series
We are a fusion of atoms, briefly compressed in form,
matter that moves to the tide of each storm,
a flicker of light, then back to the sea,
where all things merge, formless, free.
The Culture War on Peace; A Poet’s Perspective.
Some argue that the comforts of modern Western society have sowed a generation lacking resilience, shielded from the harsh realities of the world, to the innate ruthlessness of nature.
The glass ceiling on knowledge
The mind is one fraction of our human experience. And an excessive focus on conceptual knowledge can rob us of the vastness of our expanded human potential.