Define yourself or be defined.

Only when we are over, does our real life begin.

Yesterday they called it coincidence. Today it's synchronicity. Tomorrow they'll call it skill.

Truth without compassion is Cruelty.

What Rob Brezsny does with words is grammarye, the Old English term for magic. With his strange brew of macho feminism and poetic rationalism, Brezsny weaves a yarn crazy enough to be true and real enough to subvert the literalist virus of cynicism now immobilizing the collective mindscape.

It's far too late for anything but magick, as the future is clearly up for grabs.

How do you catch a beautiful bird without killing it? By becoming the sky.