Silence. He hangs in the air around me, refusing to leave side, clinging to me like grey does to an elephant’s hide. Hide. That’s something I try to do, but the funny thing about Silence is that try as I… Continue reading

I am trapped in an ocean of meaningless conversation, floating on a door of unfulfillment. It has a brass handle. I drift in and out of consciousness with the up and down of the swells. Rage at my vacuous surroundings… Continue reading

Why do we learn? Why do we sacrifice? I remain caught between opposing sides of serving a higher purpose. To be a martyr for the oppressed, to dedicate and possibly sacrifice oneself in every sense is a virtuous and noble… Continue reading

Why is it the boundaries of what exists and what doesn’t are drawn by the senses? The surreal is not imaginary, it is a separate metaphysical dimension. The senses are only determined by an individual’s cognitive skills, so who among… Continue reading