Loneliness is on the rise, at all levels, and perhaps for good reason. Maybe there is a way to capitalize on it.
To so many common expectations, I say: "I would prefer not to."
A story about adult bullying, a hilarious form of revenge, and a kind of epiphany.
Impermanence, no self, non-attachment: no, thanks.
Can you imagine the practical grace in your thoroughgoing pulsation?
We've been exhibiting the tendency to run on empty, to pretend the tank is full despite complete depletion.
