Tim Ferriss once said that he had initially avoided meditation for fear it would bliss him out and diminish his drive. In my case, I fear that it’s true.
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Meditation Killed My Motivation
Posted in Observation, Pretensions toward cultural theory, Reading, Real Men, Statement of intention with tags Alain De Botton, Blade Runner, Buddha, How Proust Can Change Your Life, In Search of Lost Time, Luke David, Marcus Aurelius, Nietzsche, Osho, Proust, Roy Batty, Scott Moncrieff, Tim Ferriss on December 1, 2022 by Jarrod Boyle
Is Jocko Willink A Psychopath?
Posted in Real Men with tags Afghanistan, Black Flag, Black Sabbath, Echelon Front, Fields of Fire, Henry Rollins, Jim Webb, Jocko Podcast, Jocko Willink, Joe Rogan, John Pilger, Mark Donaldson, My War, Ozzy Osbourne, Peter Attia, Ramadi, SEAL, The Corner, The End of Silence, The Hurt Locker, The Wire, Tim Ferriss, Tools of Titans, War Pigs on December 5, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle
After taking a regular interest in his podcasts, I’m finding it hard to tell. Continue reading
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Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy
Posted in Ayahuasca with tags Aldous Huxley, Ayahuasca, black widow spider, Dr Gabor Mate, Estacion Kapitari, James Fadiman, Living dangerously: Ordinary Enlightenment for Extraordinary Times, malocca, Michael Pollan, Osho, Tim Ferriss, William Blake on September 8, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle
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The malocca was transformed into a throne room and the courtiers partied in the room below us. I sat on my throne, a giant black widow spider at either hand, remote in the shadows. Continue reading
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Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy
Posted in Ayahuasca with tags Bill Hicks, Don Lucho, Estacion Kapitari, Gabor Mate, How To Change Your Mind, Jim Fadiman, LSD, Michael Pollan, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, Tim Ferriss, William Blake on August 25, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle
“By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us at an immense distance was the sun, black but shining round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey…
‘The air was full of them and seemed composed of them; these are devils and called powers of the air, I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said, between the black and white spiders.”
- William Blake,
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
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I’ve enjoyed a limited, peaceful relationship with drugs and alcohol. I had a profound experience with LSD in my early twenties which had lived up to the hype with a bona-fide religious vision. Continue reading
Theme Park at its Darkest 