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I read a great quote in Thailand the other day plastered on some kind of advertisement. It asked, “Why are children so intelligent & men so stupid? It must be the education.” Growing up is hard & often sad when we think about what we endured as kids, especially when we put it into perspective as paranoid adults looking to undermine everything & judge every action based on whether or not it’s safe or just plain acceptable or not. There are too many rules & rights & wrongs now it’s disgusting. Do you think this is what we as humans were meant to be doing here on earth? Maybe. Perhaps we are here to make plastic since no other being seems to be producing it. & when the earth has plenty it’ll find a way to kill us off by turning our own minds against us. Maybe we’re here to kick & scream & blow shit up. Maybe we’re here to squash bugs. Unfortunately no one left a manual that any two groups can agree on so we’re pretty much screwed, & everyone gets to be...

It seems like i've largely been able to reconcile my internal world with my external one. You know how everyone has an internal reality? Some conception of themselves they're striving for? Yeah, that idealized reality & the one in actuality are more often than not far apart. That very gap usually is responsible for a lot of people's pain. With that knowledge, I've made peace with myself. I've managed to come to terms with the fact that the hypothetical world in my head, one that has no sufferings, will never materialize. Be that as it may I still spend an inappropriate amount of time every night looking up at the sky,  as though I'm waiting for someone to come for me. Every time you get dressed, remember, if you die, that's your ghost outfit forever. A few days ago, a friend of mine berated me for the lack of ghost sightings on my part. Due to the nature of my job, & in no small measure, its location, many expect me to have a ghost tale or two to sh...

Currently I’m consuming toxins by staring at my phone & sipping Capri sun simultaneously.  I've started to go on 'staycation' trips with a group of friends recently. I'm not sure why. I don't really have anything to get away from in truth. I don't love my job, but I don't hate it. & I adore my bed, so why would I even pay money to sleep elsewhere? Perhaps I've succumbed, & I'm now conforming to social norms. I've become the very thing I hated growing up.  I took a much needed break from those very people today. It isn't very fun seeing the same set of individuals for a number of days consecutively. Maybe it's just me, I get bored with humans. My break began suddenly without even a warning to myself. I exited the hotel & I just started walking around the block & before I knew it, I was lost & finally at peace from recent recurring pressures. I didn’t have my wallet on me unfortunately, nor a timepiece or compass ...

A fortnight ago, I received a perculiar message from an old acquaintance whom I haven't seen in almost a decade over on facebook. It was truly baffling & comical that I felt I had to return from my hiatus & post about it.  This particular reprobate claimed that they saw me the week before with my wife & two kids. If you're wondering, yes, I am ridiculing this dirtbag of a human being. It's one thing to actually cross paths with me in the wild, as sightings of me in public are considered extremely rare, but to confidently assume a man like me could have his own family is ludicrous. I don't blame the guy for making such a terrible error, though. I don't think anyone outside of my small group of close friends even knows what I look like these days. Be that as it may, how in the world could you mistake someone else for me? It's beyond my comprehension. I have a memorably grotesque face. Plus I do not have the ability to reproduce. I'm impotent due...

I am excited about today which must be why I sprung up to see it start. & I love it so that I'll be here when it ends. & I love it so much that I'll scribble lines on top of one another until they stack up to form a landscape of bricks, a fort made of Times font & 12 point type, a shelter to memories in an emergency exit row on this flight of the mind. Yesterday, a sequel to the series Lizzie McGuire was announced to be in pre-production. It was revealed at the Disney D23 Expo by none other than Hilary Duff herself, who played the titular character, Elizabeth McGuire, in the hugely successful teenage television series which ran from 2001-2004, in which time spawned a movie which I’m not afraid to admit to watching a million times back in the day, & shaped me into the man I am today. This is what dreams are made of. We’ve talked about this before, the market these days is catered to the people of my age & Disney is taking full advantage of the power of nostal...

The Lion King returned to theaters last week in the form of a live action remake. Even with a star studded cast, I was ambivalent. I walked into the hall uncertain if it would top the original or not. After leaving my seat 120 minutes later, all doubts were effectively eradicated. As we left the silver screen, I know, no one calls it that anymore, but I quite like the old-fashioned term, I started discussing the movie with the people I was watching it with. To my surprise, they hadn’t watched the original. I was shocked like a raccoon in an electric chair. It’s not like they’re very much younger than me, we’re only a few years apart. So at the time of writing, I was already rethinking our relationships & reconsidering my friendship standards. I have no idea how many times I watched the original Lion King while in kindergarten. It almost seems like i would insert the tape into my vhs player every single day right after coming back from school. What’s odd is that sometimes we’d even ...

Imagine if instead of hair, money grew on my back. Other possible opening sentences for today’s entry: Late to bed & late to wake will keep you long on money & short on mistakes. So often are we guided by our immediate needs. Don't be a slave to money. WIFE: “Why do you always waste money on useless things?” ME: [scraping the S & H off the side of the secondhand School Bus I bought on Carousell] “Maybe useless to you, Karen, you uncool rapscallion.” Why do people save? It’s elementary. Anything that is rare or requires a lot of work to get but can be gone quickly falls under this category called Too Awesome To Use. It’s a gaming terminology. In RPG games, if an item is useful, wonderful, awesome, & practical, you’re probably never going to use it, & it’s going to end up sitting safe & sound in your inventory until the very end. The reason is because you’re afraid to waste such a valuable treasure, & will be waiting for that one, best opportunity to use i...