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Did you see the ring around the moon the other night? Or was that just over my house? Either way, it looked like a great big hole in the sky with the moon’s eye half opened, peering down at me. Radical climate changes & twilights, along with sunsets & moonrises are my kind of movies. If I could record the skies, I would. I mean it’s not impossible but it’ll just look shitty in the recordings. Perhaps the moon-ring was God’s monocle. To no one’s surprise, the nighttime sun won the staring contest yet again. I surrendered, actually, & wrote these words. If I had a kid, I’d name him blood moon. It’s backwards for noom doolb, which is probably some dumb astrology reference that no one knows. In all honesty, horoscopes are just plain stupid. When you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend to blame for your failures, try the solar system! For the record, in 1948, Bertram Forer proved conclusively through meticulously designed experiments, that astrology is nothing but pseudo scient...

If you’re reading this, you’re most likely on your phone right now. Unless of course you have a kind friend who printed this out & taped it on the restroom wall to browse like a stall street journal. See what I did there? The most immutable law of physics states that no matter how hard Shahirwan tries, he still won’t win. I’ve been thinking quite a lot lately about taking chances. & how it's really just about overcoming your fears. Fear produces a kind of parallel universe where the unreal seems real, & the real seems unreal. We only fear what we don’t understand, but when we find out the cause of our fear, then that fear usually goes away. That’s beside the point. Every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad you took it. Because at the end of the day you’re going to regret what you didn't do more than what you did. Take a chance, you may succeed. If not you’ll fall, it’s that easy after all. Something happened last w...

I get up every day & I live in hope that that will be the day that I’ll be surprised by the news. But mostly I’m just shocked by how unsurprising everything is. Once upon a yesterday, there traveled a burly, freakie man from Khatib with his pet garden gnome. Far & wide they wandered, sipping bubble tea & staring fiercely into innocent faces from behind a single pair of contact lenses, willing to try whatever the world was willing to offer them. The weird freak wasn’t always burly. He was at one point of time skinnier & more timid than me. He had, though, always been my best friend. Alan & i have placed ourselves in many situations. We had explored the country the same way we’d strolled the easy streets of his neighborhood. That aforementioned neighborhood used to be mine, too, but I was forced to trade it for a more woodland, if you will, scenery. Alan was known by our group of ever changing peers for laughing about how odd we must have looked hanging out together, ...