everything is a vibe

there is no me or you

a poem about what freedom requires from us (you and me)

a reflection on this mysterious life

of who you are

Is it possible?

how to lose yourself

This is perfect, peace

What does it taste like?

when good money always follows bad

Dehum nahum. Ko-hum? (I am not the body. Who am I?)

All the reasons to leave the rat race

Modernity is the death of solidarity in Accra. Debate.

How did we get here?

Simply life in this city—Accra

There is no such thing as life

This is God’s love sound

literally and figuratively (com tudo es amor)

A path to liberty

This is not a guide to simply Being