In order to do anything in life, you need currency. To have currency, you need coins. And every coin has 2 sides...
In a gross oversimplification, the Spanish, despite plundering the new world first, sent the majority of their wealth to the Catholic church. The British had no such obligations and managed to encompass the globe and all the riches therein. Where, then, is all that wealth? Has it all been liquidated post WWI and WWII?
Is it a hall or a corridor? I can't seem to find the end. I reach the doors of walls. A handle in brick refuses to open. Denied again, I reel in pain. The door is never meant for me. The beauty beyond was never mine. Alone in the echoing halls, I wait. The silence... Continue Reading →
In the perfect world, I would put all my possessions in storage, freeze my accounts, tell some family members to lock away my government issued identification, and finally be transported to the nearest cryosleep location to sleep off the shitty parts of my life. Wouldn't it be grand to wake up just as life was... Continue Reading →
Breath play... You took my breath away; Screaming silently like I'd never choke, You took away more than my hope; More like my sanity, till all that remained of me Were shadows and echoes of what I used to be... Sticks and stones break my bones, But your words broke more than my soul; Poisoning... Continue Reading →
Maybe it's not about what I can do, but what I want to do... I want to be challenged. I want to grow. I want to learn more about everything at all times. I want to craft beautiful things -be it art, architecture, business plans, projects, data spreadsheets- and I want them to be meaningful.... Continue Reading →
"No one saves the devil, you know." "Hmph, are you expecting sympathy?" A laugh strangles into a ragged cough cracking abruptly through the crisp winter air. Wet, and phlegm-filled, it echoed with the deadly rasp of eminent decay. Many may have confused the death and the devil, but it was in this moment that they... Continue Reading →
I took MMA for a semester a few years ago and frankly I loved it. Throwing choke holds, wrestling, kicking, punching -nothing but fun. One time, I partnered with two other guys to practice. One of the guys was short and slender, so I thought him to be normal. It turns out, he had been... Continue Reading →
Picture source: http://www.visualart.me/work/3045 [We] wandered the warrens of the underground building, a 3 story living abode that morphed into an amphitheater with multiple doors leading to outer rooms and passageways on its peripheral. The ceilings were impossibly high, with walls and ceiling the color of sand. From a side passageway, a loud scream echoed and [we]... Continue Reading →