Looking back fondly at my early childhood, echoes of what were once the moments of my waking life seem to be transfigured into wondrous exhibits. Many of these memories become like pieces of artistic curiosity displayed in galleries of reminiscence, rather than snapshots of events that occurred within the reach of my senses. Blurred lines…
Being so dedicated to the craft of writing, I’m besieged by an eternal question: How do I deal with this perplexing system of value, which demands my participation, even as I strive to attain a utopian existence free from the shackles of capitalism? That then begs for another pressing question: How can I reconcile these…
From the day I was born, I’ve been an avid dreamer. All through my childhood, I’d eagerly share my creative escapades with anyone who would listen. But as time went on, I found myself retreating into a cocoon of silence, born out of the bitter disappointment and frustration of being misunderstood. Dreams are deeply personal,…
I’ve always wanted to fly high above the sky, despite my overwhelming fear of flying. I remember a childhood dream of being a “Cloud Walker,” a being able to leap from cloud to cloud, then ride them wherever the winds took them. While I could never actually transform into such a being, it’s certainly fun…
Have you ever found your eyes chasing starlight? Do you ever find your mind wandering, drifting off towards the heavens? Will you sometimes gaze and wonder at what’s out there in that great infinite beyond? Dare to dream that deepest dream. Chase it to the depths of the deepest seas if you must. Never let…