A Home For Wandering Thoughts
History is trapped within them, in their idols, borders, and their gold, trapped within their family names, and arts. History is trapped within them by facts and memory, the stuff of legends, by the treachery of happiness and savagery that we’re desperate, or begrudgingly forced to hold on to, longing for the joy of better [...]
Community Over Corporation For too long, livelihoods and living beings have subsidized the dominion of corporate interests, have entertained the puppetry of money over personal prosperity. For too long the interests of communities have come second place to minute private interests disguised as human beings, the idolatry of profits with no accountability. This mandate must [...]
Tomb of the Killed Darlings 12 a.m. espresso, thoughts burning like a candle at both ends, wide eyes starting down the barrel of a Microsoft Word count, hunting for just one more fucking line! Delete, delete, forwards, backspace, delete, coffee, backspace, slam table, angry stare, self control, breathe, meditate, composure… Suddenly, your caffeinated heart skips [...]
The Merry Dreams of Leisure Leisure, that merry old reminder of who we used to be. A reminder lost, or often found gallivanting with the time we never have; the remnants of our past selves, who sought fulfilment, rather than a legacy, who sought laugher, instead of greed, who sought sleep, rather than exhaustion. Leisure [...]
The Incremental Winter The people brave the cold of this incremental winter, the change that never comes; discontent and negligence like vapour in the air, clinging to these cold, cold streets. It’s frigid here, where the empathy has frozen over. The grassroots died in this arctic desert of discussion. There’s no trees here anymore, their [...]
Austerity They say that absolute power corrupts absolutely, that money is the root of all evil. How long will the powerful capitalise on the corruption of our lives? How many conflicts of interest will be put above the common interest? How long will the masses be left out in the cold in the barren landscape [...]
The Human Ship of Theseus Do you ever feel like you’re growing obsolete? That with every passing year your bones, and contributions to society grow more fragile? Your processors start to slow and lose comprehension like some obsolete technology, displaced in a future moving too quickly ahead of you. On the Ship of Theseus, one [...]
Atlas The weight of the world is burdened with secrets and omissions, self-discovery, acts of evil, and nobility; burdened with the sum of seven billion stories. Tragedies, and comedies, epic journeys, dull biographies, plagiarism, propaganda, haiku poems, and unfinished compositions… seven billion tales, intertwined, yet alone. We’re so concerned with who we are, and what [...]
The Ambition to Fly Many of us have seen it, many of us have lived it, the scathing rebuke of ambition, the dry concealed laughter at a plague of devastated hopes and dreams. We live an age of opportunity, an age of awkward social interactions on the edge of seizing the world… And you tell [...]
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Poetry is […] When the sun dies out, it’s said that it will take 7 minutes before the last remaining light reaches earth, and the world goes dark. Poetry, the last 7 minutes of every individual’s world where stories keep the lights on, encapsulating every colour, every scene, emotion, and memory fossilized in the chronicles [...]
