I Believe
A song in Goa, a rabbit hole, a plastic construction worker, a fictional football club, a hacker asking whether the war is real — and the realization that everything we carry changes what we see next.
Grouped writing around one recurring thread.
A song in Goa, a rabbit hole, a plastic construction worker, a fictional football club, a hacker asking whether the war is real — and the realization that everything we carry changes what we see next.
I started reading about how ISKCON reached America and found myself tracing a much older conversation between India, psychedelics, philosophy, and the search for what comes after the glimpse.