Hello, it’s me. I was wondering if after all these years you still read blogs.To go ‘er everything happening in my life. The blog’s not supposed to change ya.Because I ain’t done much change myself. All writing is self-help. Except self-help, which we all know is a memoir by philosophy’s pimp.The thing with creativity is … Continue reading The other side
Category: Art
What kills creativity?
Fourteen years ago, Sir Ken Robinson took the TED stage to answer the question the greatest writers have grappled with: "How to get a book deal?" The answer: Give a great TED talk. Sir Ken has given the greatest TED talk by various interweb estimates and the question he really asked was this: Do schools … Continue reading What kills creativity?
It’s good to know you
I have written a lot of shit on this blog. Occasionally, I go back to read what I wrote and can't believe myself. And then I throw up. This nauseating ordeal has brought me to this: I am a hypocrite. It's up to you if you want to take what I say here seriously. I … Continue reading It’s good to know you
When the abyss gazes back
A painter can paint without a brush. A writer can write without a pen. But take away their suffering and they'll both be paralyzed, inside-out. Maybe it's what wasting your talent, genius and creativity mean -- that you haven't suffered enough. When I started writing, I never got what the superstition around suffering was all … Continue reading When the abyss gazes back
Why, God, Why
Philosophers sound nervously prophetic. Two thousand years ago, they are going on about how everything is fast-paced, how everyone's running a mindless race and how the next generation thinks out of their arse. They even talk about information overload from other schools of philosophy. Philosopher king Marcus Aurelius was at one point the most powerful … Continue reading Why, God, Why
How to become famous
There's a part of us that wants fame. Despite the meticulous meltdown that's the life of most famous people, our need to trade damage for feeling good remains intact. In that, fame is like a drug. For the longest time, few people had access to it and you could never openly admit you were addicted … Continue reading How to become famous
Post unimpressed-ionism: the one art movement to end all art movements
Vincent van Gogh was an artist. Without further ado, he cut off his own ear. Now, I don't think you care what Van Gogh created. At this point, all you want to hear about is the ear. Rhyme, oxymoron, pun, and callousness all in one sentence -- I am an artist and I know it. … Continue reading Post unimpressed-ionism: the one art movement to end all art movements
Wherefore Romeo thou, Art
So you are not an artist? And you are sure there's no way you will ever be one. And you are picturing a half-assed sun peeping behind pointy mountains when you hear the word artist. For a long time, that's all art meant for me. Our general definition of what constitutes art is naive and narrow. Over time, … Continue reading Wherefore Romeo thou, Art
Why I Write
Question: Why do you write? Answer: It's just the way it makes me feel, you know, that feeling of being one with the universe and witness the soul open up to the warm emptiness of everything that surrounds us -- that feeling of being so alone and yet so full. My actual answer sounds far … Continue reading Why I Write
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Take a deep breath in. And out. Creativity is a dick. It's become this elusive snob that hangs out with other elusive snobs. It's got an elusive air only a select few can breathe. In our attempt to hang out with creativity, we come off looking needy, vapid and can we all agree -- corny. That's … Continue reading Title