To my readers: This is goodbye for now

I’ve not been well for some time now and I’m afraid things might be turning out worse than I thought. I don’t want to worry anyone, truly. I have a lot of stuff I need to think about. I just wanted to put it out there before I pull another disappearing act.

I used to be more active in the blogosphere. I’ve met tons of fantastic and interesting (and some downright dubious) folks who spin magic out of the seemingly mundane.

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Meditations by Marcus Aurelius: A Series

I kid you not, it took me a whole bloody year to finish the Introduction alone. Without a doubt, it aided my book slump since the lack of progress made me feel like super-ultra-platinum-crap as opposed to the regular cardboard variety.

I could have ignored it and went on full speed ahead, however, I take this philosophy thing seriously and, besides, context is always good. It wasn’t torture by any means (actually damn interesting) it’s heavy stuff, intensive reading since I’m relatively new to this type of thing.

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Fried rice and jailbreak

When you were a toddler, little more than a babe, you and your younger sister played in the playpen in the kitchen/office downstairs. It was only the two of you then, the other three would come later, ushered in with the twenty-first century.

Your mother was frustrated half the time, still, a bit overwhelmed having married your father two years before, then you and your sister came almost one after the other. Adjusting to another household, a new set of parents, and helping out in the fast food place they ran, a pace and life so much different to the one she’s always known. You wouldn’t know this, not for years and years to come will you join the dots and realize her quiet bravery.

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RDP Tuesday: Leaflet

Nirvana

(in Buddhism) a transcendent state in which there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self, and the subject is released from the effects of karma and the cycle of death and rebirth. It represents the final goal of Buddhism.

When I was younger I had this habit to attribute things to people, stuff like if like person X’s familiar would likely be a praying mantis because of her aura of perpetual meditation, or perhaps deliberation, and was not one to be messed with. Or this lawyer that had an uncanny resemblance and manner to a bulldog.

I grew up watching Avatar the Last Airbender, and of the four elements, earth has always been my favourite. I never told anyone this but I had this vision of myself as this oak sapling, that one day I’ll be this towering, formidable sentinel knees-deep into the earth, toes dipping in the water table beneath and branches catching amiably in the wind. They’ll be homes to all sorts of birds. I’ll be this secret place of contemplation for that harried student who’d rest against my gnarled trunk.

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