“Greatness lives on the edge of destruction.” -Will Smith
Wherever there is danger, you can find “me” passing through.
My Sādhanā is the turbulence of the storm, the eye of the hurricane, the mouth of the beast, the den of the devil, the destructive dance of Shiva.
These are my portals, my carefully constructed passageways to the unlit corridors and secret chambers of the interior castle I call home.
I do not run from darkness in search of light nor do I flee the presence of adversity in a quest for peace.
My salvation is in the Divine Darkness, The Holy Abyss, The Eternal Nothingness, The Sacred Unreality of the “me” who mistakenly believes he needs to be saved.
I am resilience and hell is where my stories of suffering go to die.