“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
“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?
quand on s’enfermedans une bouteille c’estqu’il y a quelque chose qu’on regrette?my wounds, are my infirmarystoic blues of sorrows i wrote in the observatorymind solid proof: sold out shows,beti za weather zimekuwa vagaryusjali, halifani, body inastew slow ni ka tumour zimeongeza mandhariuspanic, yaanijourney,boutique cue esoteric the ink sorcerer ndio decoder wa magicfibo-nacci,classic, neo-polymath,design intel iko… Continue reading faux départ
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