What The Darkness Saw

The evening fades to twilight, light begins to close its eyes, colours becoming drowsy, soft and muted until only blue remains. Birds and insects fall silent; there is only the sigh of quivering Poplar leaves aroused by the shadow of the zephyr and…

What is truth?

Today I found myself questioning reality itself. This database query returned 7 rows:…

A Trash Bin for Words in My Brain | Vivaldi4.0

Alright, so for a long time, I have liked the idea of journaling, but it has always been so difficult for me to get into. I never really knew why, but I think it's because when you have a private journal, it feels like you are keeping those words…

Raisin Bread and Coffee

Understanding what only life can teach Homemade raisin bread fresh from the oven…

My fondness for Reader's Digest condensed books

Many book reading enthusiasts don't approve of the Reader's Digest Condensed Books format. I've read many so-called lovers of books make comments like, "Reader's Digest condense books should be burned", or "send them to the landfills and wipe them…

Language is amazing, but words are inert

I've been experimenting alot with lucid dreaming throughout my years, which has made the concept of sleep something I on occasion look forward too, for other reasons than rest or tiredness. I'm not there yet, but I'm working on creating another part…