What a giant cosmic lottery we find ourselves in. Casting our dice, foreboding with the grand recycling simulation; breathing by the head, wiped out by the tail and grieving at the heart. It’s all an algebraic flower, to win some and lose. Some say our statistics are equal among each other. Some know the brutality… Continue reading precursor
“You’re always such a positive person. Your aura is warmth, brilliance and resource. Almost the expense of physical pain and the weight you carry, even in this very moment. Your calm stature. At least, that’s my experience with you. It’s hard to know that all these are happening to you. Do you hate being at… Continue reading conversation: narratives
“Are we are evidence of an existential error?” ‘Pad-chance, man. Zima hio kitu!’ “Well, the switch is probably hidden as a subscript nondescript letterhead on the tailpiece” ‘Is that why you obsess over telomere?’ ” — of experimentation?” ‘I prefer simulation. The mystery code is parsed with the signature of all things…’ “Even a heart… Continue reading nihil: conversation(s)
“What is hope, O?” ‘An absurdity. No more than some life is an anomaly. And humans must reinvent themselves to confront and live through the same. I think that hope is the fodder of fate that life fattens before an eventual or unavoidable savoury. Hope is necessary just as much as the discernment and awareness… Continue reading conversations: hope?
I didn’t think I deserved love. Imagined myself a burden, the friend who was dealing with so much misfortunes. I had learnt how to tell, that I was hurting, needed a little help. It turns out, I was keeping catalogue of the times I stripped bare and vulnerable; reaching out. They were times, the universe… Continue reading Survivor’s Remorse