Cruelty isn't accidental—it's the point. We are a species that has evolved not just the capacity for cruelty, but the appetite for it.

There's a peculiar burden that comes with collapse awareness—an irresistible urge to sound the alarm. We tell ourselves it's about helping. But is it?

Birdsongs started softly, then quickly grew loud enough to wake the unenthusiastic. Noonie lay on a naked sweat-stained mattress pushed into the corner, her one blanket bunched up on the floor, neglected, unneeded.

I call this meta-death anxiety: not the fear of death itself, but the fear of losing the very stories and frameworks that made death bearable.

No screens between them, no audience to perform for, no algorithm measuring their interaction for engagement potential. Just two people existing in the same space at the same time, acknowledging each other's humanity with the radical simplicity of eye contact and genuine expression.

We are living through the Great Disconnection—the mass psychological exodus from a reality that has become too much for human consciousness to bear.

We may be witnessing the first authentic post-ego spirituality—one that achieves selflessness not through practice, but because there's no self left to serve.

Like many of you, I've found that carrying awareness of our planetary condition can be both a heavy burden and a call to deeper meaning....

I was just a kid when I bought my first album with saved birthday money: DEVO's "New Traditionalists." While other kids were discovering...

The Unbearable Weight of Being. We are the universe's attempt to know itself, and we are also the universe's decision to forget itself...