Shamanism and insanity

I've had a bunch of people telling me I'm a "shaman" lately. While this has certainly tickled my ego, as the term seems to at least carry the implication of being somehow special – I've started reflecting on all these things and what they mean. I've never interpreted my visions and encounters with what I'd … Continue reading Shamanism and insanity


Empath tale of the yellow hybrid typewriter

Let’s say you are Hemingway. You are sitting at your typewriter at sunrise, planning to write a novella about the old man and the sea. Inspiration hits; your fingers dance. As the Spanish sun rises inspiration ebbs; you start yawning (perhaps starting your working day at 4AM was that tad too radical), so you leave … Continue reading Empath tale of the yellow hybrid typewriter