About Me

/soak me in the golden twilight September 22, 2023 The woods have secrets, hidden deep within the heart of ancient trees, and as the soft golden light filters through their leaves, it unveils a tale that transcends time. You stand beneath this cathedral of nature, the rays of the setting sun breaking through the foliage like spears of enlightenment observing a dance between light and shadow, hope and despair. The very act of light penetrating the veil of leaves is

/katarniya and the sun September 20, 2023 Sunsets, am I right? How many times have you spotted one lurking around? Right across the road as you walk bathing you in the evening glow, going behind the house in front of yours as if playing a very long game of hide and seek, in the rearview mirror making you feel your emotions closer as they are usually further away. It makes the normal everyday world around you, dystopian. It unlocks something

/whispers of the moon September 18, 2023 In the soft glow of twilight, where the pastel-colored sky kisses the horizon and the leaves take on the hues of a vintage film, I find myself pondering the age-old connection between the human psyche and the enigmatic moon. It is a relationship that has fascinated poets, mystics, and dreamers for centuries, one that transcends time and space, and one that seems to find its most profound expression in the delicate interplay of

/dawn is coming open your eyes September 10, 2023 In the deep darkness of a moonless night, your thoughts, the ones you had locked in the equally dark corner of your mind come leaking out. As if the neverending nocturne has given them permission to break free. Your physical self jolts into activity and your limbs search for water near you. You lift the rectangular device everyone seems to be a slave of nowadays. The LEDs light up together to

/transcendence September 6, 2023 /transcendence Schopenhauer said mankind was apparently doomed to vacillate eternally between the two extremes of distress [and/or eustress] and boredom. Whenever you are at one end, time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to slip through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won’t be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there— to the edge of the world. There’s