an existentialist kid trapped in an adult's body
Is the world worse than it was or are we just more aware? An inner debate I often consider when discussing childhood amongst my friends. Once upon a time, there were no cell phones, just landlines and kids were free to go off into the unknown. Eventually we came home when the lights came on... Continue Reading →
In animals it is easy to see how being 'nice' can leave you worse off than your fellow creatures. If you've ever seen a mother dog, cat or pig feeding its babies from its tits, you'll see that sometimes not all the kids fit. I have no clue how many tits they come with, 5 maybe? But when there's more offspring than nipples, there's often a runt in the litter.
If you're reading this, you're lucky. Not because my writing is any good, but because you're here. Here on Earth. And there is nothing more precious. Earlier this week, something tragic happened to a distant friend of mine. Distant enough that we haven't kept in touch. Close enough that the news hurt when I learned... Continue Reading →
Now I may be out of my jurisdiction here, but this kid needed a little objective guidance. I call it reassurance. So I asked him what he's good at or what he likes so far in school, and he gave me little to nothing to work with. Grades average. At least not a complete Holden Caulfield. So I told him to...
'Ignorance is bliss'...a statement that assumes one can maintain such ignorance. And as hard as you may try, it will never be enough. Because the truth is all around you. Soon it will be plain unavoidable. What am I talking about? The irrevocable human impact on Earth. Now before I divulge, let me say that... Continue Reading →
Straight from the airport, Nearly two breathes of London air, You were the first person I spoke to. And my first words, “Hello, I stink. Can I use your shower?” Best pick-up line ever.
And am I one? The other night, over a few jolly pints and less than witty banter, I stumbled upon a cold hard fact. For the longest time, I've been living in sweet oblivion. I've allowed myself to believe that I am from a generation beyond my uncomfortably close peers; the one before the infamous... Continue Reading →
While surrounded by a sea of green and cheap Irish regalia, I managed to have a somewhat meaningful chat with a friend. He pointed out the merits of my writing and gave me some feedback for the future. This one thing he said, lingers on my mind. The notion of framing my narrative, better. And... Continue Reading →
Not to be unduly morbid, but with each passing day we are inching closer to our last. Inarguable, yet unsavoury to the mind. Humans avoid fixation. Perhaps its for the best, to carry on living without much awareness of one's mortality. I mean, what can you really do about it? Plastic surgery and all that... Continue Reading →
My immigrant parents never failed to remind me of the sacrifices they made when they made the move to Canada. Making sure to tell me all the gory details, and how their unwavering conviction saw them through the hardest of times. They lived a life not for pleasure's sake but for righteousness itself. Always noble... Continue Reading →
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