Moribund beasts. I am enthralled by their behaviour. They must be scrutinized to the finest detail, for this will add to the seriousness of my analysis. But I must first address a deeply pressing question that, if ignored, might bring unfortunate ambiguity to this work. … Continue reading A Sorry Sight
It’s coming to 11 PM. Perhaps it already is 11 PM. A few seconds of a minute seem so insignificant I may as well say it is close to midnight. Though that may be true, I can still get quite a bit done in an … Continue reading On Time
Oh compass rose, tell me which direction I may go. Oh compass rose, guide me to where I should go. Oh compass rose, be my oars in this violent sea. Oh compass rose, point to a direction, any direction… for I have lost myself. I … Continue reading A Compass Rose
The mind controls the body. Yet its vivacity is daunting.