“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” Pablo Picasso https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nbiKV4prSqI Bear with me here, folks. I want you all to do something, for yourselves. Put everyone to bed, find a decent pair of headphones, get to a dark and comfortable corner and listen to this. (The quality could be better... Continue Reading →
Shame me, blame me. Berate me, belittle me. Hate me, spite me. Slay me, burn me, stake me; if you so wish. Find me kneeling at the alter of science, you will. Shroud facts under heavy blankets of symbolism. Mystify truths to cloud our sapience. Call me faithless and a pariah. To my... Continue Reading →
Long before it became a high- society fad, an old, grey haired, yoga teacher tried to instil this quality into my 17 year old self. I thought it sounded good, but dismissed it as something that old people do. Not sure why the idiot me thought that though. Being aware of one's internal self, and... Continue Reading →
We are a restless generation, I'm told. We are impatient they say. We cannot wait. Nobody seems to get the fact that we CAN NOT wait. This is the pace that life dictates. If you haven't noticed, every succeeding generation is more prone to impatience. Why wait anyway? Our lives are most likely going to... Continue Reading →
It is 0433 hours. The early morn. The city has already began to stir. The morning runners have commenced their warm up, at the least. The construction industry is well and truly onto the workday. The morning shift nurses have to be at work in about an hour. The school buses would have been plying... Continue Reading →
Today has been a hard day. I fought valiantly. I gave it my all. I warred with all my might. My might obviously isn't mighty enough. You won every fight. Hands down. No arguments there. I lost and there is no shame in it. I lost miserably, but I lost to you - my dearest.... Continue Reading →
I had an epiphany this afternoon. It wasn't a particularly extraordinary afternoon; it was in fact one of those mundane, lowly ones. I was driving home after a gruelling 8 hour ER shift and the traffic was uncommonly horrendous. I had to wait full hog at every one of the nine, painfully long traffic signals... Continue Reading →
We envy the extraordinary. We wonder how they came to be. What makes them tick. How they got there. We wish to BE them. What does being extraordinary mean? To you? Being extraordinary isn't easily done. It isn't cheap, or common. It is rare and comes with a hefty tag. Being extraordinary, means... Continue Reading →
Wanting to be in control is a basic human attribute. Needing to be in control is a specific personality trait. An annoying trait on most occasions, and crippling at others. It is a need that consumes you from the inside; an ever- present, relentless, churning desire to be on top of things. To know what... Continue Reading →
Working in the ER constantly reminds you of the undeniable ephemerality of life. The fleetingness of it all. One minute you are having your breakfast and next minute your coffee cup is on the floor, and you cannot move your hand to pick it up while your mouth utters garbled sounds. In the fresh... Continue Reading →
