A Ramble On The Void

It’s around half past ten at night right now and I am a bit tired but I still felt like writing this blog post, so that’s what I’m going to do. I feel so immensely tired at the moment, and I don’t mean mentally or physically. It feels like my soul is tired and I don’t know why. Actually, I can’t even exactly explain what it is I feel right now – it’s sort of a combination of nostalgia, misery and yearning all at the same time.

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Sunday Blues & Thoughts

So, I decided to write another post today. It’s Sunday, once again it’s 10pm, and once again, I find myself in the position of having nothing to do and no brainpower to actually go and work on my books. I actually feel like I don’t have enough brainpower to even write these words, but we’ll see how we go.

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I’ve Been Sick

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Pardon me for my absence. As seen from the title of this blog post, I’ve been sick with the flu for the past couple of days and let me tell you, it has been a very unpleasant experience and I’m still not entirely over it. I’ve had a fever, runny nose, an extremely painful sore throat to the point where it hurt to eat, and even now, I’m still coughing, my throat is still sore and my nose so blocked a toilet plunger probably couldn’t even make a dent in it. Continue reading I’ve Been Sick

The Shadows

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Just like physical objects, everything in life, even the good things, are tainted by Shadows.

These Shadows cannot be eliminated – at least not without extinguishing the Light also.

They are created, the way physical shadows are created by dimension, by the fact everything is impermanent, intangible. Continue reading The Shadows

The Dissatisfaction Of Existence

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Why is it that life is so often but an endless dissatisfaction?

How difficult it is to appreciate the present. Nothing is as good as the anticipation of it. Nothing is as good as the dream of it. Reality is insipid.

Even if we possessed all that we wanted in the world and more, eventually, a day would come when the discontent would once again set in. Continue reading The Dissatisfaction Of Existence