Month: April 2015

Freeing Myself from My Twenties

I’m beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves Herman Hesse It’s no coincidence Hesse…

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The Souls Journey

I’m 1 day, 20 hours and 18 minutes away from my thirtieth birthday and it’s not so much the birthday that matters, but the milestone; as a man hits thirty he realizes: there is no stopping this train. I realize I am in time. As Albert Camus writes in his 1942 philosophical essay on Absurdism…

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Reflection

Alone in my kitchen, Liking; tapping, scrolling; swiping, Unable to simply set my phone down and enjoy my coffee – For no reason, I lean forward: Catching a glimpse of my reflection; “Who is this tired man I see?,” Asks the forever boy inside of me And so, I write this; to invent an answer,…

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El Lay

I’ve seen the lives of miserable, asleep people, lives spent running around for naught – and they think the dream is real. I did too. At times, I look back and wish I had taken a different course, wish I hadn’t played the game so long; but alas, I loved the game: I loved every…

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Tops

I don’t like everything I write; some of it I loathe mildly. This is what happens when you funnel thoughts into prose: no distillation, no fermentation – no editing – just the facts ma’am; however, some of these facts are beautiful; stuff that keeps me buoyant and effervescent at three in the morning: the realization…

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