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Jan 13, 20192 min read

Steinbeck: The Grapes of Wrath

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Jan 13, 20191 min read

Fromm: Love is the Solution

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Dec 20, 20182 min read

What I Was Before I Met You

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Dec 20, 20181 min read

Wishes of Vincent Van Gogh

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Some Gems From Dostoyevsky

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Love, Work, Suffer: Jack Kerouac's Family Crest

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Complete Nausea, Revulsion Against the World

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Oct 15, 20182 min read

Hypnogogic Prose: The Manifesto

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Oct 12, 20182 min read

Tolkien: Not Inventing But Reporting

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Oct 11, 20182 min read

Help Others First: Preserving Such Deep Wisdom

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Oct 8, 20183 min read

Something That You Feel Will Find Its Own Form

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Every Word Produces A Miraculous Change: Hyp Prose and True Literary Aspiration

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Any Right Man Who Prays

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Sep 28, 20182 min read

The Minstrel Gift: Making Things Appear Before Our Eyes

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Sep 26, 20182 min read

Mean What You Say: To Be Loved by a Woman Like Me

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Sep 24, 20183 min read

The Desolate Truth: No Love Left in the World

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Sep 16, 20181 min read

No Words Necessary, to Open the Petals of the Heart

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Sep 5, 20184 min read

Brave Judas Iscariot, So Viciously Accused

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Sep 2, 20184 min read

Without the Distortions of Mercy

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Aug 30, 20182 min read

Steinbeck: The Grapes of Wrath

Fromm: Love is the Solution

What I Was Before I Met You

Wishes of Vincent Van Gogh

Some Gems From Dostoyevsky

Love, Work, Suffer: Jack Kerouac's Family Crest

Complete Nausea, Revulsion Against the World

Hypnogogic Prose: The Manifesto

Tolkien: Not Inventing But Reporting

Help Others First: Preserving Such Deep Wisdom

Something That You Feel Will Find Its Own Form

Every Word Produces A Miraculous Change: Hyp Prose and True Literary Aspiration

Any Right Man Who Prays

The Minstrel Gift: Making Things Appear Before Our Eyes

Mean What You Say: To Be Loved by a Woman Like Me

The Desolate Truth: No Love Left in the World

No Words Necessary, to Open the Petals of the Heart

Brave Judas Iscariot, So Viciously Accused

Without the Distortions of Mercy

The Word and the Power: At Least Two Types of Light