Madness, Mindfulness & Judaism: Meet Sascha Altman DuBrul

von freakoutcrazy

I met Sascha Altman DuBrul nearly 20 years ago when we were both punk rock kids hanging out at ABC No Rio on the Lower East Side, making zines and burning to clasp the ecstatic core of existence and change the world. He’s been a soul brother of mine ever since then, and in the ensuing years I’ve often stood back and beheld his life with wonder as its wound and twisted its wild way through squats, freight train yards, day labor sites, anarchist infoshops, tear-gassed protests, guerrilla gardens, radical circuses, renegade street parties, country farms, dead friends’ memorials, jail cells, psych wards, ashrams and university lecterns.