Aesthetic Blasphemy

The chores - north of North.

The chores keep me from thinking now when I want to despair deliberately - when I want to sit and churn this despair....

Verba Volant, Scripta Manent

Souvenirs. Gifts. I never really understood the essence of these trinkets. Being the dumbass overcomplicator, I used...

Nature (कुदरत हिसाब लेती है)

कुदरत? कुदरत हिसाब लेती है पूरा हिसाब लेती है अरे! ऐसे क्यों देख रहे हो? जो है वो प्रत्यक्ष है और जो प्रत्यक्ष नहीं...

On disappearing

If I just... disappeared. Often, a thought has roots. This thought of disappearing is not new either. (October 1,...

On Children

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through...