Gone is the time where potential men keep their mouths shut, subdued to fear, muted and self-restrained under the guilt of being simply alive. We were given these bodies, we were given theses consciences, we were given these balls. Gone is the age of little boys playing the same futile games, obedient to exterior forces, powerless, fruitless, repressed, dormant and useless. Gone are the times where we await silently for the permission of the elderly, where we wait for the so-called “wiser” to evolve and dictate us the next trick. …
On the floor, it’s as clean as it smells. All the doors have numbers on them, like they would in prison cells. You don’t see the name of the guest beside the door, they wouldn’t be fast enough to deal with the amount of people leaving for heaven every day. It’s a mix of soft, unanswered cries out for help and a succession of words, that don’t even make sense to the one saying them. It’s the top floor of a hospital, where the guests are only here for a short time. They’re only here in the name of having…
I’m one of those lucky millennials that still has all of his grand-parents alive. This was about to change quite abruptly today.
Wether we like it or not, death is intrinsic to life. The moment the seed and the egg meet, life and death is created. We know we’re all going there. We’re all in the process of checking out. Death isn’t a moment, it’s a process and we’re in it. If you think you’re busy living right now, you’re busy dying.
Most of us don’t think about it though, as we never quite see it coming, our minds are…
You love the city life, you love being in the hustle and bustle, going out, meeting friends, dating, going to shows… and yet the idea of letting an afternoon go by in your hammock under the spring sun, dosing off to the birds chirping, after a fresh homegrown meal sounds like a dream . You want to move away from the city, but you’re ambivalent, it’s such a leap. You tell yourself you’ll take the leap once you are married and willing to settle down, but why wait?
We all want a place to disappear, to retreat, to withdraw from…
When giving into fear has become the status quo.
There’s a shift happening in the world. A divide, a deep separation. Now I’m not talking about the red vs. blue map of the US we all got to enjoy on November 8th 2016 (yes, it was that long ago…), I’m talking about our common inner divide. The one we go through each moment of our lives, that all of our decisions are based on.
I don’t read much of what goes on on the Internet, and stay away from the global chatter in a desperate attempt to maintain sanity. Yet…
The moment everything is set so perfectly is when you realize you couldn’t give a damn about it all.
I was on the phone with my brother for the twentieth time this month, talking about the future, how to get out there, and make that $200K annual goal. I was on my way to an entrepreneurial meet-up, armed with an entire fleet of freshly cut business cards, a brand new jacket and the required smile. …
“Your body is crying!!” she told me with her most beautiful Chinese accent.
Since I was very young, I’ve always had an extreme tolerance regarding pain. In the face of intense pain, I just let go and eventually burst out laughing without resisting. When I was young, I would use this superpower as a way of getting what I wanted: I was 5, and we were going some place I had absolutely no interest in. So after throwing all possible mental arguments to my parents and seeing that method fail, I escaped my mom’s grip and threw my forehead on…
Cyrille Labesse
Mind Mechanic
