Dear silhouette, I write to you today to tell you that I have once again soaked my feet in love, and then the rest of my body followed; that makes the whole of me trapped in love. Is it not... Continue Reading →
A speculation on the mind-boggling inability to write.
“Like all science, Psychology is knowledge; and like Science again, it is knowledge of a definite thing, the mind.” — James Mark Baldwin. The brain is capable of doing astonishing things; it made Man land on the moon,... Continue Reading →
"...Now, how shall pour out my wrath? I choose words. And, indeed, words do carry meanings that only those who suffered and still suffer can decode. This suffering is different; I guess we’ve all been there. Words trigger a one of a kind catharsis, and I’m about to release mine, albeit it’s utter bullshit."