This was a challenging year for me as Ginger (not her real name) and I parted ways. But a lot of good came from it. And I'm happy now with the way things are. Seems like life puts you thru these phases and as much as we want stability and permanence, change is the name... Continue Reading →
It's 1993 and I'm 31 years old. Looking at the charts I almost gave up on posting a favorite song for this year, the music is so lackluster. There are a lot of okay songs from older acts on the way out and from promising younger artists not fully matured. I don't know if this... Continue Reading →
It's 1992 and I'm 30 years old. Bye bye youth. Hello, old age. That's sort of how I felt. Also, that I had to smarten up and start being mature because, well, 30 is 30. What a joke. I still had so much to learn. At the beginning of the Ph.D. program in Ottawa, I'm wondering... Continue Reading →
This may seem a joke but seriously, coffee really helps me to rise above some of the creepy stuff lurking in the so-called collective unconscious.
Ever since I converted to Catholicism back in 2001, I found it was a two-sided experience. I had been going through a challenging time after living in India for a couple of years. The West seemed strange, and I learned what they mean by the term, reverse culture shock. Some people take their hard shell... Continue Reading →
When I tell people that I like to go to catholic mass I often sense some kind of inner reservation from the other person. I'm not surprised. I know why. Or I have a pretty good idea. The Inquisitions, the child abuse, the corruption. Or maybe just the regimentation. Not to forget the sexism. I... Continue Reading →
From the very start the flower intuitively knows to follow the sunlight, and so it does. As it continues to grow it quickly realizes that it is a harsh environment to grow in.
Sometimes I imagine myself as a flower. Beautiful but fragile.
As the flower grows stronger, taller, it learns how to protect itself, still aiming for the sunlight.
As the years go by, more and more walls are built around the flowers core, until one day it is completely closed off from the world surrounding it. It is closed off from the sun.
Everything is now dark. The sunlight isn’t allowed to shine at the flowers core anymore, it is too risky opening up to it.
The flower remains closed for years. Hiding its own beauty and forgetting all about the sunlight. Instead of growing towards the sun the flower turns the other way, hitting the ground.
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Was up early this morning with the sun streaming through our back window. The philosophy book features prominently in this shot because I just picked it up last night at the secondhand bookstore. After passing it by once, I went home and saw that it was selling on the internet for way more than $1.99.... Continue Reading →