Between Two Realities (January 31, 2026)

Until now, I’ve never documented my private thoughts, despite a lifetime of extraordinary experiences. The recent cascade of events, however, has made recording them feel suddenly necessary. After weeks of hesitation, I surrendered to this compulsion. These words mark that surrender. The act of writing itself poses no challenge. With over sixty books bearing my name (not counting those abandoned midway) and countless articles and posts scattered across publications, I’ve long since mastered the mechanics of translating thought to page. Yet there’s an irony worth noting. These past six months, my expression has shifted from words to music and sound—not…