the impenetrable wall, the one that separates, a great dividing plane, yet we yearn for more, beckoned at the siren's call...
A river can never flow incorrectly, for its flow is perfect no matter where it decides to go. As water moves down the river, it slides itself down, around and over anything in its way. The rock that lay in its path stands tall and strong in the face of the turbulent force of the … Continue reading The Tao.
The journey within is a treacherous path. One may only venture with a sword in hand, for the six-headed hydra awaits along the hero's path. One may address a surface manifestation, to remove the head, only to find that the beast has grown two more in its place.
The girl with the dirty blonde hair, the one with the eyes everdeep, like dinner plates wrapped in reflective sheet. I remember a similar gaze, the one that sent an electric shock through my core, the one that made me reach further, just a little bit more. Presence is an interesting thing; so much can … Continue reading dirty blonde.
I have Autism, I have ADHD, and as such I have anxiety. When I was younger, a child, a teen, my anxiety sat at extreme levels and I really struggled to cope with everyday things. This biological predisposition to anxiety was accentuated by my childhood experience. I grew up in low socioeconomic conditions without a … Continue reading Musings.
What is Intersectionality? I'm not going to try and explain it, so I'll opt to use the definitions of others, such as the dictionary. Fig 1; Oxford Languages. https://imagesofintersectionalityhome.files.wordpress.com/2019/08/screen-shot-2019-06-20-at-11.02.40-am.png Fig 2. Okay, so, let's try and steel-person this argument; I will try to strengthen this argument, so much so, that to defeat it, one would … Continue reading An Intersectional Criticism.
What is it that you want? What are you striving towards; why do you strive for this? Why do you do the things you do? I used to want 'success', whatever that means... I used to want material wealth to excess, because I thought it would bring me what I wanted, what I needed; happiness, … Continue reading Presence.
It's self evident that nobody is perfect, right? It's self evident that I shouldn't expect myself to be either, no? So, why do I expect myself to be; why do I feel like I've taken an arrow when it comes to consciousness that I've erred? I must release myself from the toxic grip of perfectionism. … Continue reading Early morning thoughts.
Life is a constant test; stones and arrows rain from the sky, but watch out, if you catch one you might just die. Don't fret though, it's not an impossible task; many have dodged skin-splitting projectiles for one hundred years... Just remember to keep your eyes wide open. Awareness of what is is the key … Continue reading stones & arrows.
Growing up, I was a troubled child; delivered diagnosis' of High-Functioning Autism, and ADHD, at age 7. I saw the world in black-and-white binary. Things either were, or they were-not. This is a peculiar way to interact with the world, as the world, as people, as reality struggles to conform to these binaries. I came … Continue reading Autism, Abstraction, Context, Racism, Marginalisation, George Floyd and Riots.