Nodes in the Net

A podcast featuring wide-ranging, irreverent Big Talk between two millennial spiritual dilettantes

How “Xanax Breath” Cured My Alcoholism

If the plan you’re using to control your addictions was going to work, it already would have. Xanax breath might be a better choice.
Maybe you aren’t addicted to molly or smack or coke. Nothing hard, for you; you’re afraid of needles. Maybe you’re not even an alcoholic, like I recently admitted I must be. But unless you’re very unusual, you probably have some kind of hole that you’re used to unsuccessfully attempting to fill…

The Polygnosticism of Madness

See me—this polygnostic worshipper simultaneously convinced of multiple truths; enrapt by Mania, transfixed by Paranoia, and informed by Materialism—a somnambulant groaning and shuffling to the bathroom for a morning piss. A hand flat on the wall. Shoulders slumped. Head hanging limp…

Bubbles

Nineteen year old Freedom blows bubbles infused with catnip and watches Evie bat and boop them out of the air.
The cat is transfixed with the laser focus of an apex predator and, in a similar but less carnivorous way, the bubbles help Freedom expand into the mindful present…

One Who Acts for the Sake of Love

I’m not drawn to amateur porn by the production value. The pixelated picture from a static camera isn’t exactly a recipe for instant arousal. I can explain the real appeal through the etymology of a word most people only encounter as a thumbnail label on the category page of pornhub: “amateur.”

Not this time…