Christmas in Germany, 1920 Continue reading
First Dates and the Basket Girl
Tony appeared stunned when he saw it and fell into deep silence. He kept staring. Finally, he excused himself and walked into the house. Continue reading
Cosmic Telepathy
He had met a woman with extraordinary powers. She had recently been released from the schizophrenia ward where she was being held unjustly. She claimed to be from a planet a great distance away. She revealed to him remarkable facts about the universe in general and her own planet in particular. Furthermore, in the middle of every night, she reported on her experiences of Earth life back to her own planet, on their equivalent of television via mental telepathy. Continue reading
Immaterial Intimacy and Material Catastrophes
She was intrigued by the thought that skin would become an obstacle to intimacy. Since she had experienced her most intimate moments with little or no physical contact throughout her life, she seemed puzzled by the idea that this could actually be a Path and not a flaw … An exercise in “Soul knowledge“. Continue reading
Immoral Dilemmas and the Zucchini Contest
Forgetting is analogous to death so remembering is life giving. Some memories arise spontaneously. Others take some effort. One should not stop at intellectual memory. It may take more effort to expand that memory to deeper levels. This essay has been some time in planning. The events mean nothing to you, but each time I’ve relived them, there is more intensity. Humor may be used to hide it. Nevertheless, over time, a common thread has been revealing itself to me. Continue reading
Audrey of the Sun
Audrey del Sol was a pisser, as we say in Boston. She was alive in her body, and in her soul, and in her spirit. Never without an opinion, her mind wandered over whatever topic intrigued her. Born in Tajikistan (née Biliana Dimitrova), her interests hardly coincided with those typical … Continue reading
Onslaught at Bellosguardo
It was three o’clock in the morning of November first. One hundred and fifty delighted guests had left my masked ball. It was a ritual I hosted every 31st of October in the Great Hall of my Villa of the Saracen, an architectural jewel on the Piazza di Bellosguardo, Florence. … Continue reading
A Flower from my Garden
So we prove “I don’t need you” We fill our lives with other priorities And we try to escape our sadness, our anger, our sabotage of love. ~ Vivian Green Likes and dislikes, desire and loathing belong to the personal soul of man; duty stands higher than likes and dislikes. … Continue reading
The Alma Dance
Alma Dancer Woman is not a “thing”, but an animal, which is worse: she is becoming a marionette, since that is what man liked. The aversion for woman, with that sacred fixation of “value”, is a modern obsession that proves the weakness of European man as ascetic and as warrior. … Continue reading
Loving an Earth Girl
I didn’t hear from my strange conversation partner for several weeks, though I became obsessed with the ideas he had left me. “A dream in exchange for truth!” he had told me. Yet, how I treasured my dreams. Everything is perfect, I always say the right thing, I always get … Continue reading