A rope most taught

Beauty

Thu, 06 Oct 2011 00:07:02 +0100

The sparks that fly when the futility of existence is responded in kind by human defiance.

Best

Wed, 24 Aug 2011 11:42:00 +0100

Believe for a moment that everyone is in fact trying their best.

Suddenly the world feels like a better place.

Believe again for a moment that everyone is in fact trying their best.

How depressing.

On gratitude.

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 11:23:00 +0100

Today, gratitude has been distorted into a form of mass first-world delusion to allow people to get away with frivolity and luxury: a healthy and morally digestible version of guilt and selfishness. The truth is that it would be impossible to deal with the harrowing amount of self-loathing and guilt brought upon by wanton self-reflection for anyone like myself fortunate enough to have been placed, completely arbitrarily, into a culture that provides affluence, safety and opportunity. We are driven by our awareness of these daily sins to “get serious” every now and then, converting certain amount of unhealthy, blind optimism into healthy, moral cynicism.

However this is ultimately useless, because, since when has “being grateful” provided the solution for anything? These ready-established emotional transactions with a collective moral understanding of “what the world wants” are merely paving the way for rampant selfishness; treating yourself to your next material “want” is fine, so long as you state that you are grateful for being able to walk into Selfridges and have your foie gras sandwich.

In truth, gratitude is not a reactive emotion whenever you are given something; it is a perennial exercise of self-actualisation. It is to cherish those rare times in your existence when you feel truly acknowledged for your aspirations. Therefore you can only be grateful as how much you seek to look within, to know yourself.

Gratitude is not an obligatory emotion you must feel in return for taking from the world what you want. It is a state of self-reflective living that aspires to be the person deserving of all the things you have been given.

Marker in the sand

Thu, 14 Jul 2011 12:01:37 +0100

Even the most defiant marker in the sand is only moments from being smeared away by the passing winds of time.

let the free rein free

Mon, 13 Jun 2011 21:26:31 +0100

There are those who are born to love the world more than they could ever love another and pitiable they are, for they themselves know of this all too well. Only because they are so beautiful are they able to carry this tragedy of involuntary selfishness within themselves.

"A blue pigeon it is, that circles the blue sky, On sidelong wing, around and round and round. A..."

Thu, 12 May 2011 11:14:18 +0100

“A blue pigeon it is, that circles the blue sky,
On sidelong wing, around and round and round.
A white pigeon it is, that flutters to the ground,
Grown tired of flight. Like a dark rabbi, I
Observed, when young, the nature of mankind,
In lordly study. Every day, I found
Man proved a gobbet in my mincing world.
Like a rose rabbi, later, I pursued,
And still pursue, the origin and course
Of love, but until now I never knew
That fluttering things have so distinct a shade.”

- Le Monocle de Mon Oncle - Wallace Stevens

"So Orpheus then received his wife; and Pluto told him he might now ascend from these Avernian vales..."

Thu, 28 Apr 2011 13:40:32 +0100

“So Orpheus then received his wife; and Pluto told him he might now ascend from these Avernian vales up to the light, with his Eurydice; but, if he turned his eyes to look at her, the gift of her delivery would be lost.”

- Ovid; “Orpheus and Eurydice”

"I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference."

Sun, 24 Apr 2011 02:20:09 +0100

““I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference.””

- “The Road Not Taken” - Robert Frost

Last exit

Sun, 17 Apr 2011 17:39:57 +0100

If you don’t want your dream to end, then wake up so that you may live it.

tout droit

Wed, 13 Apr 2011 23:10:46 +0100

The truth pertained to the path you walk is measured by the steepness of the slopes on either side.

Lifeguards.

Tue, 12 Apr 2011 20:58:21 +0100

Could never be caught off guard.

Yield.

Fri, 08 Apr 2011 19:09:00 +0100

Love works as an engine, not a refuge. Its mindless drive can be empowering but leaves the landscape scarred.

Do Not Disturb

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 20:13:34 +0100

Let them enjoy the allure of folly and cuddle to the coma of their delusions; what they crave is what they deserve.

The Wear

Mon, 28 Mar 2011 16:02:38 +0100

With wisdom comes age.

Decide.

Tue, 08 Mar 2011 13:50:55 +0000

It’s always the best, the most, the worst, the least you can do.

One man race

Mon, 01 Nov 2010 02:26:20 +0000

Thinking you are behind is getting ahead of yourself.

Value

Wed, 15 Sep 2010 21:46:23 +0100

Learn from everyone so that you don’t lean on anyone.

Autumn

Sun, 12 Sep 2010 04:24:36 +0100

Winter’s impending tides of darkness are a certain blessing as those around you are driven back to the comfort of their hides. As ever the world’s perennial tundra is for you to fill with the defiance of your breath. Stand anew on the fallen leaves and breathe deep the brisk air of transition.

The truth is red

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 15:01:00 +0100

Learn to embrace the bitter taste of your lips bloodied red by the starkness of truth. Wisdom is not spat out, it torrents from the wounds of the tongue, withered and tested.

Acts 3:19

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 14:50:00 +0100

Do not pick your battles, those for which you are best equipped. Face what is immediate, breach the gates of cold confrontation. Similarly do not abuse penitence as a way of solution. To repent is not to seek answers but to succumb to the lack of them.