You say you are free Howled from the top of the rooftops “Land of the Free” You keep saying to…
Some Thoughts on the DSM V and the Sin of Psychiatric Medicine
Christopher J Munson Jr I feel a need to preface something here. I am not a medical doctor. I have…
What Kind of Animal Are You?
For a day, let your world consume you Let your anger burst forth like a volcano erupting through the Earth’s…
A Meditation into Asking Questions
“It is not good to talk about Zen because Zen is nothingness … If you talk about it you are…
Turning Keys, Turning Coils, Churning Air, Boom!
(The Mystery of the Motorcycle Ignition) The key lies on the window sill. It reflects the morning sun, breaking the…
A Short Investigation into the Enigmatic Concept of The Self
A dance of the ego and everything else “A new pride my ego taught me, and this I teach men:…
Some Thoughts on a Friday Morning in Mexico City
How beautiful is this world? Sunsets especially! My body hurts. I have some habits I do not love. I eat…
Passing Life Around the Corner
(This plays scenery is simple, a street corner. Patrons will pass throughout the day without thescene changing. The exact street…
Eggshells on a Cloudy Day
The river without banks is a flood,covering and soaking everythingand not going anywhereand, thus, is no river at all A…
reality is just a bunch of dust bunnies
Christopher Munson Jr Look around. Smell around. Feel around. If we engage all of our senses, tuning into each withfull…