Writings

Leaping into Existenz Through Love

We, as humans, exist as social creatures. To live, we require nourishment, shelter, andlove. We can grasp most of what we need through our own accord, though it helps to have help.Love, however, requires another. Romantic love, platonic love, parental love, and other loves allshare in the fact that they need at least another individual…

the mystery of the turning key

The key lies on the window sill. It reflects the morning sun, breaking the stream of light into thousands of points of rays. In the early morning, the air lies brisk and cool to the touch. In a swift motion, the key rises up with the swift motion of a hand. The hand carries this…

The Noose of Freedom

You say you are free Howled from the top of the rooftops “Land of the Free” You keep saying to me Yet this is something So peculiar to me For when I look about I see no other than A kid-friendly merry-go-bout And I see tree and I see shrubs Anchored in the ground sipping…

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 crustLet your sorrow scatter the crows of the nearest graveyardLet your tears worsen the rising sea level crisisLet your laughter fill the balloons at three hundred children’s birthday partiesLet your envy envelope you into a…

A Meditation into Asking Questions

“It is not good to talk about Zen because Zen is nothingness … If you talk about it you are always lying, and if you don’t talk about it no one knows it is there.”  -Robert M. Pirsig in an Interview with The Guardian Introduction The world I live in is the is its infancy…

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 stream of light into a thousand pointed rays. In the early morning, the air falls brisk and cool to the touch. In a swift motion, the key rises up with the swift motion of a…

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 corner is insignificant; all street corners exist as essentially thesame. “All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning. Great works are oftenborn on a street corner or in a restaurant’s revolving door.…

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 breeze raps a branch against the window. This wakes Frank a bit before his planned alarm.Frank slips in and out of a bliss–enjoying the sounds of the morning mixing with thoughts ofwork deadlines and dread…

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 capacity, do we grasp reality? Perhaps… if we could engage all of our sensessimultaneously. Unfortunately, human beings do not currently find themselves with thatcapacity. The mind gets in the way as well. So, we have…

Sadfhun ohsadf sdaofyoqn!

“The beginning. That’s always the hard part. Once you get into the flow of things, you’re always haunted by the way that things could have turned out. This outcome, that conclusion. You get my drift”. -Paul Miller

Language, Transformation, and the Bodhisattva

“And why not? If they create an image of a Dharma, they would still be attached to delusive images about a self, a being, a life, or a consciousness. Likewise, if they create an image of no Dharma they would still be attached to delusive images about a self, a being, or a consciousness.” -Chapter…

The Life of a Photon

“The coal that has been hauled out in some mining district has not been produced in order that it may simply be at hand somewhere or other. It is being stored; that is, it is on call, ready to deliver the sun’s warmth that is stored in it.”  -Martin Heidegger, “The Question Concerning Technology”  Poof,…

Barcos Por Ramas

Editado por Mariel Ollivier Una mañana el sol se despierta y las palomas gritan, aunque a veces cantan. El cielo está parcialmente nublado. En la distancia, el cielo azul claro se mezcla con tonalidades moradas, naranjas y amarillas. Se ve como una pintura de van Gogh. El sol se filtra por una capa de nubes.…

Flow and Flux, Identity, Jouissance

Christopher J Munson Jr “When one takes away the hump from the humpback one takes away his spirit.” (On Redemption, TSZ) We would not call the hunchback a hunchback if he did not possess a hump causing him to hunch his back. Let us see what happens if we remove his hump. After surgically removing…

The Scientist and The Flower Meadow

Christopher J Munson Jr “All authority is quite degrading. It degrades those who exercise it, and degrades those over whom it is exercised.” -Oscar Wilde, “The Soul of Man Under Socialism” A flower patch exists along a coastline in Hawaii. Tracing this flower patch, there exists a trekked path made of pebbles — pebbles worn…

The Man and the Potion of Knowledge

Christopher J Munson Jr “As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality.” -Albert Einstein, “Geometry and Experience” One hot and sunny day, a man from a village in the Amazon jungle journeyed into la selva. Once…

A Society in tension

Christopher J Munson Jr “Gosh, I pulled up to a stop sign on my bicycle after a car and slowed down to let them go. Then, they waved me through, I waved back at them, they waved back at me, I got frustrated and went. They got to the stop sign first, they should go.”…