Open offices. 360-degree feedback. Hybrid work. Workplace fads are like episodes of Keeping up with the Kardashians. There's a shitload of them, they only get progressively dumber, and they all ask the same question: can you tell which one is fake? The latest casualty in workplace varnish: Sad days. If you are feeling sad, you … Continue reading Thoughts & Prayers
Disciple: Describe God.Master: Describe the fragrance of a rose.Rose,If tenderness were a scent, this is what it would smell like.If separation were a scent, this is what it would smell like, plucked and five days later.Rose,If grace were a scent, this is what it would smell like.If innocence were a scent.The rose smells like a … Continue reading The fragrance of a rose
I am not motivated to write today. Every sentence is a chore. Drag. Draaag. And yet, Sunday after Sunday, motivation or not, "welcome to the show. I am so happy to be doing this. Oh, what a great life!" That is what it must feel like to be wealthy. Here's one gag you will hear … Continue reading Singing
To feel lightTo risk tourism To not know where to lookTo learn small soundsTo stockpile wonderTo walk infinitely To close out dead-endsTo grieve your shoesTo disorientTo eat in reclusion To grow daze-facedTo get sun-drenchedTo go moon-madTo suspect yourself To mock meaningTo do dumb shitTo determine, habitually, if you should've stayed homeTo laugh at an eavesdropped … Continue reading To travel
Cooking with its therapeutic unbuttoning of tightly drawn days. And art—with its anything but. And art—when understanding fails. And art—for you need a little madness. A dash, a pinch, a spill. Madness makes art pure. It can't be learned. Can't be taught. It's a dissolution of everything you never knew. Making art is the what-happens-after-death … Continue reading Fever
The world is about to end.What are you waiting for? Why do you want to continueto think? Now's the time.Join the dance. At least in the last moments,dance. You have been thinking, looking forward to shit.You have been planning,looking back at shit. Thinking,Thinking.Planning,Planning. You have nothing to look forward to anymore.Because, this, you can only … Continue reading Thinking & Planning
Should we get the formalities out first? How are you? Everyone at home okay? That's kinda it, right? One more? Have you eaten? Shall we move on to less shallow, um, matters now? How old are you? What are you reading? Are you afraid of imaginary people? Do you believe in God? Are you desperate? Does … Continue reading Bro, what happened?
Fav color: Turmeric on chopped beetroot. Fav place: In reaching distance of a book. Fav book: A book catalog. Fav excitement: Lunch, outside. Fav melancholy: A dripping faucet. Fav food: The first four scoops of curd, cold; their finality. Fav person: Him eating alone. Fav movie: The ego.
"What are you trying to say?" The 'are you a virgin?' equivalent of art, and the second most frequently asked question to the writer of this blog. The first, being, are you a virgin? Making art just to send out a message is like calling yourself a feminist just to get laid. It works, but … Continue reading In conclusion
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