January 2012
2 posts
True?
You are the aggregate of the 5 people you hang out with most.
December 2011
7 posts
New Year's resolutions
1. Give without expecting in return, and love unconditionally. 2. Learn something new. 3. Write every single day. 4. Express my gratitude and happiness more often to those around me. 5. Compliment, smile, laugh. 6. Make more time for friends. 7. Keep every Sunday morning free for chocolate con churros with my other half. 8. Tell my family how much I love/miss them all the time. 9. Eat healthy...
‘change’ (28.01.2010)
the quivering of a branch as it whispers (come, come closer)
the hesitation of a leaf as it flutters (flee, flee further)
come spring, go autumn and i see the change (first there, now here)
the bark peels and then i am bare (strip me of my innocence)
free-falling from the sky and it is almost clear again (but where do we stand?)
and with a gentle motion the drops...
All free souls were once trapped.
I know I am, yet I do not know who I am. How do we define ourselves? What makes us who we are? When do we discover our true selves? Why do we want to know who we are? These are just some of the questions that refuse to escape my mind. I know it is probably ridiculous to wonder aimlessly about concepts which shall never be answered - but isn’t that the point of philosophy? Isn’t it...
“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”
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November 2011
2 posts
You speak so much but you say so little
I have always believed that you can say more with silence than with words. I find myself repeatedly realising this in moments of brief clarity, courtesy of my conscience. It is precisely through silence that I become aware of how relieving it is not to speak. A profound hug with a long lost friend, an exchange of a smile with an old lover - sometimes we need to hear nothing in order to understand...
A day in the life of...
We all hate morning class. There is nothing worse than going to bed Thursday night (or Friday morning, depending on how late you stay at Irish) with the prospect embedded in the back of your head that you have to get up in less than six hours. And when you finally make it to class, five minutes late with your half-eaten Napolitana, the teacher isn’t even there yet. In fact, half of your class...
September 2011
2 posts
“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is...”
– Aldous Huxley
Go flock yourself
This is the face I make when I think about society. As I see it, society is an excuse for a large group of people or animals (I might start using these terms interchangeably) to behave in a certain way. It is convenient to act like everyone else, it is a habit that cultivates into tradition and norms. But what I cannot grasp is why this phenomena has escalated to such proportions that anyone who...