Category Archives: Journal

Amor fati: Why Nietzsche and I love life

My formula for greatness in a human being is amor fati: that one wants nothing to be different, not forward, not backward, not in all eternity. Not merely bear what is necessary, still less conceal it—all idealism is mendacity in the face of what is necessary—but love it. — Nietzsche,‘Why I Am So Clever’, in […]

Freedom and The State of No-Mind

I probably don’t need a preface for my particular brand of ramblings any more. I offered this to my brother to read and he deemed it: “Exactly the sort of thing you tend to write, but you know, developed a bit.” So I have a signature in my quirky writing it would seem. These things […]

Oath of Sunnata

I do not often speak of my magickal practices here. I save that for my private magickal journal and normally see no good reason to publish it openly. However all boundaries blur and on this occasion I have chosen to publish my recent developments here at theMushroom. Partly because it relates to the changing of […]


We are Hollow. The formless Void: Kaos. Sunnata. No Body. No One. No Thing. The Ever-As-Is-Ness. Unbounded Equanimity. In every way Perfect.

The Secret Centre

“There is a magnet in your heart that will attract true friends. That magnet is unselfishness, thinking of others first; when you learn to live for others, they will live for you.” -Paramahansa Yogananda ~ SELFLESSNESS IS THE TRUE SELF ~ Soon I will be taking an oath to deepen my commitment to this truth. […]

It is written.

We are always doing magick all of the time. But as most of us are asleep, most of the time, doing it unconsciously. It is the shift to doing it consciously that is important. Its like if we all talked all of the time but we didn’t know the syntax and semantics of our language. […]

Love is… not for the Weak.

What can we allow and what must we fight for? When does one absorb the wrath of thy suffering shadow and when does one become a retributive sacred mirror? For Love can be seen as to be cruel, as even in its cruelty it would be kind. Krishna is driving Arjuna’s chariot. A war chariot. […]

Lessons in Sustainability (and rewards) from The Universe

The Preamble A wonderful piece of direct action from the Universe herself occurred last week which I feel demands recounting. Having consciously given up most of my possessions fairly recently I have a whole new perspective on sustainability and what I consider to be living ‘well’. The things I have kept are treasures, of great […]


So I have been seriously bad about updating people as to my general comings and goings in Oz-Tralia. I thought it was about time I said something about it at least. I am going to begin by blaming my silence on the totally different quality of time I have found here. Different quality of life […]

Burn my Eyes

This is quite a find and something deeply, deeply personal. It is a stream of consciousness that I wrote when I was homeless and suicidal, living on my office floor in Glasgow a number of years ago.

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