Play God

I wrote this long, manic post but I’ve decided not to share it. I just have this reservation about disclosing what I know, or what I think I know. But I will say this: Earth isn’t a prison, per se. It’s a game. And I think I’m starting to understand how to win it. And

Improbability

Card of the day via Supra Oracle: Keywords: Determination, Success, Risk, Unknown, Sublime, New Security has a strong pull—we all need a degree of stability in our lives to grow. But there comes a point when we have to risk the unknown—the thing just beyond our reach—that more often than not, goes against the plan

Badge of Honor

Bruised from repeated trauma, blood leaks from broken blood vessels and collects in a pool until it turns everything black—colloquially this is known as ‘runner’s toenail.’ I discovered that I had one early this morning as I prepared to go for a run. Some runners consider it a badge of honor to get their first

Ouroboros

For the past 3-4 days I’ve been very depressed and it’s made me realize that I’ve never been depressed before. I don’t like it at all, and I’m ready for it to go away, already. Sure I’ve been consistently melancholic my entire life, but in a light and wistful sort of way. In an incredibly

Positively Alive

Dear You, I don’t know who you are or when I’ll meet you but I’m getting better at discerning who isn’t you. The imposters are like little mice looking for cheese and I have to wrestle with myself so hard to accept that they aren’t anything different. They always end up the same: onlookers at

Another Gaze

For the past week I’ve been trying to write a short essay on the female gaze. So naturally I read the essay where the phrase ‘male gaze’ was coined. But i in all my reading and research on a female equivalent, I found no real definition of or belief in a feminine gaze, as it

Being-Towards-Death

Dear You, I’ve become something like an ancient Egyptian and this is my Book of the Dead. Everything I do now is for the afterlife. I’ve given up hope that I’ll ever be recognized, appreciated or regarded in this life (and I’m officially too lazy to continue striving for such). That may sound sad or

Pick-A-Card: Original Face

There’s a well-known Buddhist koan that goes, ‘Show me your original face, the face you had before your parents were born.’ Another version is worded, ‘Do not think of good, do not think of evil. At this very moment, what is your original face before your father and mother were born?’ Such puzzles were presented