I have been struck recently by the earthly end of Michael Stone. He believed he needed (and maybe he did) the narcotic ease of street opiates, needed to try to calm the hurricanes inside him, and laced, the self-meds killed him, coma then a turning off the machines and bodymind ...

plunge in, when...

i started thinking about wild, and i realized it's wild that has served to help pull me out of this darkness, like a magnet or a dry towel pulling moisture off one's skin, or like the sun evaporating away only the most useless pieces and ...