…of what does our world truly consist? ~Mikavelli~ It’s safe to say that enough articles have come up in recent years about how our generation has become, by far, one of the most narcissistic generations in human history. Not only have we been spoiled by social media’s constant reminders of self in comparison to our … More Does Negligence Render Us Narcissistic?
You spend your twenties believing that you’re bulletproof. ~Moby~ The cycle of cognitive development can be a predictable one: as children, we are curious about the greater world, wanting to know a little bit about everything. We have little to no experience in life, and haven’t made enough mistakes to understand consequences. As teenagers, we … More Stability and Solidity
Rushed relationships often fail when defined not because of the common conception of reverse psychology, but rather because of a sudden sense of social expectation. That “public declaration” labelling the person as a “significant other” immediately gives peers the sense of entitlement to determine and define the “socially acceptable behaviour” for such a situation, and … More Social Expectation
Even towards every allusion I’ve been in love with’cause the heart that portrays itself willinglyIs like a nation that trades freedom for stabilityIts so seductive to be cold and corrupted and isolated and try to be an independent republicBut liberty to be loved on the surface is worthlessThe sacrifice of revolution with no purpose ~Immortal … More Live Each Day As If It’s Your Last
I really can’t stay I’ve got to go away But baby it’s cold outside… ~Dean Martin~ Growing up in the city, one would presume Christmas to be a romantic break from the usual setting of cars and noise. Yet somehow, even with the reposeful romantic jazz as background music in every shop, around every corner … More Baby, It’s Cold Outside
I’m at the borderline of my faith, I’m at the hinterland of my devotion, In the frontline of this battle of mine, But I’m still alive. ~Sade~ The capacity to relax and enjoy life is none but a distant memory. Futile attempts at reaching out and grasping every small opportunity just slips away from one’s … More To Secede From The Status Quo
I know there’s trees I know there’s sand I know there’s grass Is it somewhere in the past? ~MGMT~ Consumed by a sudden gush of nostalgia as the prospect of a future is threatened by an irrevocable past. The present being history in the making, and history being the potter of a defining future. In … More Gush of Nostalgia