“If there's one thing in my life that's missing It's the time that I spend alone Sailing on the cool and bright clear water It's kind of a special feeling When you're out on the sea alone Staring at the full moon, like a lover”. - ‘Cool Change’, Little River…

Ezekiel-73
After 2600 years traveling the bardo, I came back to a sleepy suburb in 1973. Psilocybin mushrooms loosened the Word and I hunt the principalities & powers, seeking to build on the ashes of evil.
By now most people have probably seen the second ‘Christmas video’ put out by Kevin Spacey. It was about as weird and subtly disturbing as the first one. The mainstream media described it as “bizarre”, “strange” and “chilling”, but that’s about as far as the analysis went. Why was…
In his book on the philosophical concept of the “event”, Slavoj Zizek defines an event as “The surprising emergence of something new which undermines every stable scheme” (1). Later Zizek says, “At its most elementary, an event is not something that occurs within the world, but is a change of…
There’s a scene in the James Bond film From Russia With Love, where super-villain Blofeld is looking at his three Siamese fighting fish in the tank before him. Blofeld says to Colonel Klebb, the main antagonist of the film, “Siamese Fighting Fish. Fascinating creatures. Brave, but on the whole,…
The Spectre of Nationalism This was a Tweet from Richard Dawkins on March 30th, 2019: National pride has evil consequences. Prefer pride in humanity. German pride gave us Hitler, American pride gave us Trump, British pride gave us Brexit. If you must have pride, be proud that Homo sapiens could…
On June 30th, 2018, Time magazine put out an article entitled ‘The 25 Most Influential People on the Internet’. It’s nineteenth entry was ‘Q’, an anonymous poster on the website 8Chan. This mention of Q was rather odd, given the dozens of mainstream media articles attacking Q since Q…
“We believe in nothing, Lebowski. Nothing. And tomorrow we come back and cut off your chonson”. –The Big Lebowski A specter has been haunting the West for a hundred and fifty years- the specter of nihilism. The belief that life is meaningless and devoid of purpose. This is usually extended…
After twenty-six hundred years travelling the bardo, God brought me back in a sleepy Toronto suburb in 1973, in the body of a mediocre hockey player. A dose of psilocybin mushrooms once again loosened the Word, and my chariot was flying again. From then on I’ve been hunting the…