They don’t write poems about happiness They don’t write poems about happiness the happenstances that make you forget catastrophic magnificence of your being the glances you share with the mirage of your feeling the ballroom dances referenced in those lyrics he was singing the trances of the hypnotic redemptions in the stories you were reading […]
With a one persistent headache and an unshakable nausea one would assume there wouldn’t be anything else I can do to make this situation even worse for myself. Excuse me sir, you’re wrong. Do you even know me? I decided to go through my blog, ah, yes, I have to specify which one because in […]
There is strange pain associated with letting go of your dream, but then there is another one that stings more, knowing that it wasn’t really what you wanted. I am that point in my life where I value nothing more than the truth, but also the point where I have realised that reality is a […]
I feel like I am living in a parody of the real-life of my younger self’s imagination. Just envision a dark fairy swinging her crooked little wand to grant me all those things I wished for; The twist however is that everything is just a little off. Flaunting words in language that’s not mine, accepting the […]
There is something utterly reassuring about knowing that what you’re studying/working isn’t coming out of an incautious need to survive but rather an inexplicable curiosity. I understand that the circumstances at which this realization struck me are quite complicated. However, I wouldn’t have imagined any other time when I would have so much free time […]
I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that I am practically obsessed with notion. Even though it’s an all in one productivity app I feel like I still push it too far sometimes. The ability to create new pages in the same page and databases and —well basically it feels like an extension of my thinking process. […]
Sigh Why do you suck at linear writing. -Me to myself at 1am I have been reading Don Quixote lately and writing this blog post makes me feel like I am a madman(woman?), going on this absurd quest for no apparent reason. I wanted to know how to structure my blogs, I ended up going […]
I really liked reading vintage copies of the New Yorker and thought why not go back to 1929. Here’s one piece that predicts future from September 21st 1929.
This perceived beauty does more harm than good, but who am I to talk about this, a beauty critique? Strange how you are tempted to comment on everything that you come across because you base your importance on the thoughts you have. I do have some strong thoughts on perceived beauty!
The golden kid. Every star just an inch away from your arms reach and all you had to do was jump. What changed though? Weren’t you supposed to be the smart kid, weren’t you destined for great things in life. What changed? We’ve heard this story. Young kid, really smart. Unbelievably smart for everyone around […]