My supernova.

Words. That was all it took for you. I’ve read many beautiful things in my life, but nothing quite like you. I find myself reading your lines over and over again, getting lost in the intricacy of your sentences, trying to untangle your metaphors.

Of cognition and grey areas.

Before I start, I think it is important for me first to explain what I mean by “being in the grey area.” For many people, it means being a fence-sitter or uncertain. In the context of this post, it means already having your own convictions while still allowing room for compromise and discourse.

The Answer

“I’m self-destructive when I’m alone.” “What do you mean?” “I don’t take care of myself when I’m not needed.” “Why do you do that?” “Honestly, I don’t know.”

Dear Little One

Dear little one, I still see you sometimes at the corner of your bed in that dark room – crying, upset, afraid. You were always so happy and carefree, but I knew that deep down you had fears that were too heavy for a child to carry. Because your fears went beyond just ghosts and …

To Our Beloved: In Memoriam

Ladies and gentlemen, friends and family, allies and enemies, We are gathered here today to pay our last tributes and utmost respects to our dearly beloved departed friends, Dissent and Liberty. The nation will continue to remember them as our rock – the ones who made progress possible.