I started writing this without a title because I didn’t want it to have a specific form. I believe that when you give a title to something before you begin, you add constraints to it. When you add constraints to something it limits the free-flow of creativity. This may be a good thing when it comes to academic articles, but ...
This is the first time I’m posting a video on my blog, I believe. If you don’t know this guy, I hope you are not Sri Lankan. If you are Sri Lankan (or not) and you don’t know this guy, get to know him. Gappiya is one of the best Sri Lankan Youtubers out there. I like the little ...
This is the first time I’m posting a video on my blog, I believe. If you don’t know this guy, I hope you are not Sri Lankan. If you are Sri Lankan (or not) and you don’t know this guy, get to know him. Gappiya is one of the best Sri Lankan Youtubers out there. I like the little ...
Hey all, Sorry for being silent. I’ve been really busy for the past few months, and had to deal with a few unexpected challenges (which I am still dealing with). Hadn’t had any time to produce anything decent for awhile! But that’s the problem you see; not writing creative stuff does impede your overall creative ability. Most of the time, ...
Hey all, Sorry for being silent. I’ve been really busy for the past few months, and had to deal with a few unexpected challenges (which I am still dealing with). Hadn’t had any time to produce anything decent for awhile! But that’s the problem you see; not writing creative stuff does impede your overall creative ability. Most of the time, ...
Cursor blinks over and over again. I sit in front of my computer staring at what is essentially a blank slate. What should I write about today? Normally at this time of the day I would not write anything of this sort. I would be busy working. But today due to a quirk of fate, I have some free time ...
Cursor blinks over and over again. I sit in front of my computer staring at what is essentially a blank slate. What should I write about today? Normally at this time of the day I would not write anything of this sort. I would be busy working. But today due to a quirk of fate, I have some free time ...
Shackle me no more! I have grown tired of these chains!! No more begging.. No more pleading.. They will not listen to a feeble voice, A voice that seeks sympathy or compassion.. No they merely tighten their grasp.. Entangling me further! The more I give in, The harder they grasp! Luring me in with false promises Into a world built ...
Shackle me no more! I have grown tired of these chains!! No more begging.. No more pleading.. They will not listen to a feeble voice, A voice that seeks sympathy or compassion.. No they merely tighten their grasp.. Entangling me further! The more I give in, The harder they grasp! Luring me in with false promises Into a world built ...
I sat on the edge of my bed in semi-darkness. It was night time, and most of the world was asleep. The wind was gentle, and I could hear it rustle the leaves of the trees outside. My face buried in my hands, I sighed as I thought about my past. All the mistakes I have made, the wrong choices, ...
I sat on the edge of my bed in semi-darkness. It was night time, and most of the world was asleep. The wind was gentle, and I could hear it rustle the leaves of the trees outside. My face buried in my hands, I sighed as I thought about my past. All the mistakes I have made, the wrong choices, ...
Real thoughts flood in from time to time; it is a sensation that I am growing increasingly unfamiliar to. Sometimes it is difficult to phrase sentences in my own mind. As I have come to understand I am slowly losing control of m thought faculties. So this is what it means to be insane. I feel like I am floating ...
Real thoughts flood in from time to time; it is a sensation that I am growing increasingly unfamiliar to. Sometimes it is difficult to phrase sentences in my own mind. As I have come to understand I am slowly losing control of m thought faculties. So this is what it means to be insane. I feel like I am floating ...
Searching has ended All in vain Tolling bells Toil, pain For what purpose May I ask We wear these Shallow masks The truth appears Among the lies Betrayal, deceit Time flies I have done nothing Important, I feel Life is hollow An empty reel As for you As for me As for now
I can’t really remember when it all started to be honest. But I can tell you that it has been happening for quite sometime now. The voices, the shapes that dart in and out of the corners of my vision… and of course the urges… I think I find them to be the most disturbing aspect of them all. Going to ...
Sunny days should never fade away Sunny days should be here to stay Sunny days gone, become gray Sunny days, for us to play It’s so sunny today don’t you think! Just felt like singing. Sorry I interrupted you two, I just felt so happy! It’s not often we have such sunny days you know. This is why I went ...
She is gone What is there now is not her She has died Her love has become cold He is gone What is there now is not him He has died His love has become anger Beauty is gone What is there now is emptiness Beauty is putrid Never meant to be forever Life is gone What is there now is a joke Life is death It has been this way all along
The softest breeze Blowing through the trees Onto my body, cooling me So blissful The afternoon light Almost crimson, almost amber Making my world glow So blissful Living here Free from the past Free from the future So blissful
