I was told of a man who came before, before the ashes settled the score and right, wrong, and justice were sent into the scattered winds of time. His footsteps trudged through mires of greed left by those who’d stuffed the seeds of life and joy into their back pockets and gorged upon his …
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Manual 1.0: The Bedrock
Note: This is not really a standard blog post, it’s more a set of thoughts and self-questioning organized into a more cohesive whole. I may end up changing and working through most of this. If you do decide to read this, I hope you enjoy it! Confusion is our natural state of existence. We’re dropped …
The View from Halfway Up
Every day that passes, I get a little bit older. I get a little older and laugh a little at the person I used to be. The laughs start hesitant and self-conscious at recent scars and failures, yet lose all inhibition as I wander backward into the things I can no longer judge myself for, …
Straightjackets Pt.1
There exists a long, unwritten, unspoken list that governs all of us, in every interaction we have outside of our close friends. It is a list of things we cannot say – Political Correctness, in other terms. To speak these words or phrases is a death sentence in the court of public opinion. This list …
To Cleanse a Sin
Disclaimer: I’m an Indian-origin American-Citizen Couch Potato, and therefore I understand that my opinions may be out of whack. This is my two cents on what I see unfolding across the United States. “Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable.” John F. Kennedy uttered these words upwards of six decades ago, …
Hey You!
What is it about the absence within myself that seeks self-destruction? After all, the destruction of absence is filling the space it occupies, and in my case emptiness is destroyed by contentment, by a feeling of fullness. I fluctuate from contentment to emptiness in no discernible pattern, thrown from one end of the spectrum to …
A Ramble
Ramble on, life. I’ve been listening. I’ve been listening too closely to the things I wish were right. Or maybe they are right. I don’t know, I’m so darn confused, I hope everyone else is as confused as me. The voice of life echoes and I don’t know if it’s because I’m in a packed …
Trust, Betrayal, and Too Many Analogies Involving Apples
“Trust me, that apple’s rotten”, says person X. Person X can be anyone – hence the name – and the phrase he uses is ubiquitous. But when we hear this sort of thing in our daily lives, how many times do we say “no, I don’t trust your judgement, let me see it for myself”? …
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Hunger
“You have to learn how to die, if you wanna be alive” sings Jeff Tweedy of Wilco, backed by jangly guitar music – and every time I hear it, I’m scared a little. Not enough to make me stop or pause but enough to nag at me for a while. I suppose the reason why …
Fear and Absent Danger
An easy way for me to be unproductive is to hop on Youtube and watch old episodes of the Daily Show. Jon Stewart is a goddamn genius at political satire and I missed his tenure at the helm, so I kinda want to catch up on what I missed…even though I’ve watched each video at …
The Galley with No Name 