My play is a play of ideas, as I suppose all plays are, however, it is one in which nothing happens. It's a play about the English language and Shakespeare, sex, THC, television shows, music, art as well as technology, mental illness, BDSM, crossdressing, and other things. It is also a cautionary tale of sorts.A play on words, a play on gender and the tricks the mind plays: it is an answer to and a play on Percy B. Shelley's Prometheus Unbound, George Bernard Shaw's Man and Superma...

If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound-or was the tree ever there at all?This book unfolds as a dialogue between two minds: Gene, the realist, and Abraham, the idealist. Across sixteen conversations, they wrestle with one of philosophy's oldest questions: is reality made of matter or of mind? Are trees and cappuccinos truly physical objects composed of atoms or are they manifestations of consciousness itself?As Gene and Abraham pr...