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  • Monday

    I was at a coffee shop on 15th street and saw Gombrowicz and he said that a a complex man is… something something of a someone who can simplify himself whenever he wanted to. And that most of all, he can also complicate himself whenever he wanted to. I asked, well what makes a man Continue reading

  • Sunday

    Sometimes I feel like I don’t even exist, like I’m just there, you know. And sometimes what I say don’t make sense, but I go on saying it just so I can make sense of it but even then… do I know myself if I do not know the others, on whom I depend and Continue reading

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  • Saturday

    Directness. Does it reach me when I am in relation to others. What will directness do? But no… others being not me, identical, I cannot be others.  Continue reading

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  • Friday

    I was under the shadow of someone. I on others. Others on I, an image of others. Others upon the image of others. I within myself. I, an image, within myself. I… an image. No. Is this a variation of Sartre’s regard d’autrui? A nameless someone that belongs to no one. A shadowless shadow. And Continue reading

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  • Protected: 12.3.21

    There is no excerpt because this is a protected post. Continue reading

  • I

    I need treatment for I am the illness, and I am so without a reason. It all seems like a sudden predicament, or an indifferent agony which has come to form. My reason then, is only the lack of it–a misunderstanding, a quandary, and for that, nothing is all that I know. My pursuit has Continue reading

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  • Abstraction

    In pensive or negligent mood, I long for a greater, scrutinized sense; nothing vividly outlined but a sketch of the perceivable. In fact, I would perish any thoughts of scrutiny, some sort of conditioned nature of life. Rather, a concoction of irregularity and regularity would favor my appetite. I often think of the idea of Continue reading

  • Irregularity

    In pensive or negligent mood, I long for a sense of direction of the future; nothing vividly outlined but a sketch of the perceivable. In fact, I would perish any thoughts deemed as the former because that to me, seems like a conditioned nature of life. Rather, a concoction of irregularity and regularity would favor Continue reading

  • Self-Reflection

    Self-reflection has been an event or rather an enterprise, which I have undertaken for a considerable amount of time. It is a phenomenon in which I conjoin my attention into one gathering. The intent is to speak to the self, to recognize and nourish. And the discipline in which I have invested is poetry for Continue reading

  • Henry David Thoreau’s Influence on Me

    Henry David Thoreau has been a significant figure whose works have influenced me substantially. Notably, his emphasis on nature in the book Walden and conscience in the essay “Civil Disobedience” have shaped and enlarged the bounds of my thinking and compositions. The fulfillment of our lives is the blooming of nature, and what we are Continue reading

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