When the world seems a sublime set of suggestions,one may wonder:what does it mean to separate reality from fiction;mythology from history;Subjectivity from objectivity? Is the universe only a chaotic set of cause-effect forces,architects of both life and thoughts?To what must I entrust my existence? If I exist,and it is not ontologically wrong to define thus … Continue reading Existential Doubts
A beautiful symphony of orchestrated dances, spinning nets with words more powerful than all; melodies created, choreographed interactions of gorgeous souls spinning in their endless dance of light, creating a lyrical heaven in which all instruments have their place, a role and a purpose. Then there's me, the lone note the composer forgot to cancel … Continue reading Out of Sync
This was written to try and express my thought processes as I fell into this trap and relapsed over and over again. Unfortunately it was a very heartfelt piece. --- She's telling me she knows how to fix me. She's whispering into my ear, sweet words of hope. She's promising numbness, absence of pain. She's … Continue reading Anorexia: whisperings
She watched the droplets of water create concentric waves on the otherwise still water. The tears were slowly streaming down her cheeks, dripping down her wet chin. She sniffled and looked at the lake, vision blurred by tears. Sitting on the dock, she let her bare feet graze the freezing water; she instantly felt reassured … Continue reading Relief
When I was inpatient my psychiatrist told me to try and write a prologue or short story which was fantasy, my favourite genre. This is what I came up with and I would like to share it with you. It was a moment in my life in which I did not see much hope and … Continue reading Kingdom of Dust
The cold wind sent shivers up her spine. She did not feel at ease, anxiety increasing with every small step. She knew she was being paranoid, it was unlikely for anything to happen. She couldn’t ignore them though, the small voices of her parents revolting in her mind; warning her repeatedly that walking through a … Continue reading Descent into a Maze of Darkness
How NOT to be functional 