I’m writing this with a pained abdomen, my self-inflicted misfortune the result of late-night indulgence involving sticky sweet potato chips and an egg-and-hashbrown-packed steamed bun…
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How to start, write, and edit a novel? It’s a commonly asked question that answers itself: START, WRITE, and EDIT! But for the sake of…
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When unobstructed, love is easy to do and feel. Its existence drives us, and directing its course toward good is what we should all be…
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To do, or not to do? Millions ask this question daily, the contemplation being whether or not to bring more humans into the world. It’s…
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Welcome to expletive city. You know what I mean. When some phony little man or fake-nailed tentacular-eyelashed housewife tears across traffic like they own the…
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Man, I’m sick of adverts. Everywhere I go, it’s impossible to escape their omnipresent gaze. Even in the smallest, darkest spaces, you cannot help avoid…
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What is Nostalgia? A longing for the past? Commentary to defer the future’s inherent urgency? A way to validate the sum of our bad choices?…
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Grief is a patient teacher. It accepts feelings the same way paper cradles a writer’s words. It commiserates lightly and celebrates equally. It’s unrelentingly there,…
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If there is one thing you should teach your kids, it’s that life is unfair. If they grow up with a psychological template celebrating this…
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What do you LIKE? Do you LIKE your uniqueness? Do you LIKE your individuality? Do you LIKE your uncanny ability to think differently about subjects…
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Quietly sighing A man shakes his head and says He has seen enough Stuck in the moment A star shines and leaps toward A bright…
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Song: Pepper Artist: The Butthole Surfers November 2014. My family and I had recently moved to live in Taichung City, Taiwan, for me to take…
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I have never tripped on psychedelics. Never. If I did, well, the trip continues. A few days back, I took a photo of a lake…
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We live in an insane world. By you being able to read this via a massive digital networking system that delivers information almost instantly testifies…
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I sit writing this to an incredible piece of music. Rufus Du Sol’s Innerbloom has me locked in creative peace: me, the music, and a…
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I was a Journalism and Media Studies student at university. Not for the full duration of my time in tertiary education, but for an impressionable…
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I always knew I’d settle down come my fifth serious relationship. I knew this from a dream in which I was walking alone through a…
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