Dear God of Nonexistent Things

You are the god that rules over unicorns, fairies, my literary career, and luck after all. How can I not believe in you?

America

America,
I have heard so much
about this “dream,”
why do you keep dreaming?
when will you wake up?

Dear God of Glitter.

Please rain down upon me in all of your sparkling majesty and glory, your brief, momentary flashes of the visible light spectrum, your shiny shining like sugar for my eyes. I pray you make everything fabulous…

Motivation Monday: How to Meditate for Success

To meditate, start by stopping. Open yourself into the expanse of the universe. How it rolls on into nothingness and the nothingness rolls on into further expanses. Understand the vastness. Become the vastness.