The Engels Paradox
The spirits of Edgar Allan Poe rising in an echo, like Marx – frequently Engels – ambling in the slums of Europe but living in edged on the peripherical better parts of towns. One has always been of the opinion …
Category: reality
Harsh – Rough – Demanding. That’s our idea of reality, apart from transition, but what is it in truth?
Within my flow
Once upon a time, on a flight from Mumbai to Dubai, both golden cities in their own ways, marvels of their own times, some long gone, others resurrected. But this is more about what has been left behind, what is …
An undefined pursuit for bewildered integrity
There is a sweet, stabbing irony when one needs the suffocating embrace of a loved one most, those who sincerely feel let go to allow intrepid air to all parts of your emotional skin.You breathe through the pores in your …
A Tribute to The Cat in the Year of the Rat
Sentiment is like a grey day in the second half of the week. It takes you to places within, contrary to the world without which hints at being so much more clinical. Clean in emotion and thought. Facing the moments …
Expressions of Truth
An account of events in September I had hardly taken the book out the bag when I realised from signals given that my battle was lost in an instant; my spoken word forced into a category in their head which …
The Disappearing Bone
&… a vulture wrongly settled The wonderment of modernity allows to reach beyond the greater knowledge of our times – albeit not yet down the darkness of a black hole in order to discover what all matter is made of …
The Glamorisation of Insanity
“He doesn’t just think outside the box; he picks four boxes,takes the bottom out and sticks the sides together to make a new box.” When the sun rises over the sparkling frost in the East the night sky had hardly …
Inviting, The Self
Scary fact of the week: we spend one third of our life at work.Now that’s certainly one reason why we should make our work environment as inviting as possible, and I am not talking about the trend of open plan …
Consternation over the Mango
Looking back in time always has something so magical, disturbing and revealing. You can’t avert your gaze yet understand little of what has happened in all these years. It wasn’t quite magic or alchemy that made me look at some …
Slugs in Japan – or the needlessness of time
For some, this is sci-fi with the profound excitement of slime and sludge, for others it’s the nuisance of running late. And being late is a sincere sacrilege in some countries around the world. While a small village in the …