The Devil’s Playground is where we go to hide from the Specters. It is not a wellness retreat. The rides leave you sick and disoriented. Today, I will describe eight of them.

When my story shattered, the first thing I felt was the three Specters. I hated them. I tried to avoid them. I told them to beat it. But they remained such frequent visitors that I learned their faces and gave them names: Ignarus, Vanitas, and Rapax. Today, we face the Specters together.

Just as you were evicted from the safety and comfort of your mother’s womb, so your expanded consciousness forces an eviction from the Island of Pure Desire. Human beings are apes who tell stories. Welcome to Fantasy Island.

It all began with a swimming contest. 300,000,000 of you were released at once. It was a no-holds-barred race to see who could reach the egg first. You won.

Facing Up is not a belief system but a way to live without one. This is an alternative to belief I call Perceptualism. Perceptualism is how I escaped the chains of dogma and found life beyond belief.

I consider losing my faith to be the greatest achievement of my life.
This is the life that appeared at the end of faith—the life beyond belief.