dying, now or later…

The Plague has been getting more interesting. One part I enjoyed was, as the characters are now all quarantined inside the town, and death is all around, one character is sitting in his house trying to write a book, and rewriting the same sentence for days and weeks, trying to find just the right words. …

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Little islands of life

I like to take breaks at work to walk around and think, but it was raining so I walked around in the parking garage. With springtime arriving, the spiders are out in force, and I noticed that nearly every overhead light I walked under was surrounded and covered in spiderwebs, with multiple spiders clearly visible--a …

Money, the root of all pains

If only we could live without it. I never have had fantasies of being rich and powerful, just of being free to follow my interests and not have my energy monopolized by merely surviving. Why, with all our technology and resources, are we still having the majority of people in our society wasting their lives …

Invented dangers

It seems to me, that when people have no danger or threats, they make up their own. In a country where we can prevent almost every major disease we've encountered, people decide to find danger in the cure... be it doctors, or vaccines. In a country where we produce so much food that we throw …

Time goes on

I saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in years the other day, and it made me think about how you never know which time is going to be the last time you see someone. Say hi to your friends more often, you'll thank your self in the future.

mind realestate

The more responsibilities, and worries, and stress, and plans and work you have going on, the less free space you have in your head for creative thought. It becomes a depressing trap. The spirit is withered by the dull grind of daily life. You can't think about an alien world or a mystical dragon because …

Thanks for existence, universe!

I'm thankful to exist, to be able to experience pleasure and thought and excitement and wonder, and even to experience sadness and longing and melancholy--because these are all things, all flavors of the world that mix together to make the meal of life. I'm thankful I can write without pain, and think without pain, and …