Spiritual Awakenings and The Fist of Reality

Recently I met an old friend whom i had not seen in 4 years. Back then he had been travelling the world as a Juggler, Musician, a free spirit that was looking for – and finding – projects to help less priviledged people than him, or at least put a smile on their faces. He was getting inspiration at hippie-gatherings, filling himself with New Age philosophies like a sponge sucking up water.
He seemed happy, strong, free. Continue reading Spiritual Awakenings and The Fist of Reality