Human society is governed by diametrically opposing forces, that is, chaos and order, yinyang, masculine and feminine - the right and left hemispheres of the brain. Chaos being that from which new things emerge, and order, that which keeps the chaos at bay: the lions and barbarians beyond the castle walls, and the debt collectors … Continue reading On gender roles, nonbinary-ism, chaos and order, and sexual attraction.
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How free do we really want to be?
Is total freedom really the best way for a society to be constituted? If we had true freedom we would not require things as laws to govern thebehaviour of others, and so, it is clear that we are willing to trade somefreedom for some protection. This makes sense because safety is our highestneed, and if … Continue reading How free do we really want to be?
On changing.
The environment within which we were raised, as a child, teenager, and until now, is the same environment that has resulted, in part, in our current configuration. This environmental constitution elicits particular behaviours from us, resulting in particular perspectives and ways of viewing and interacting with reality. Within this environment we are only able to … Continue reading On changing.
How should I act?
The age old philosophical question - how should we act within the world? Have you ever felt unsure of how to act, that is, what you should move towards, and what you should move away from? I know I have. To determine how we must act, we must uncover what it is that we value … Continue reading How should I act?
governmental emancipation
Feels like I'm stuck on a loop, Each day in my room like I'm locked in the boot, Of mum's car at age 6 or seven, If It were hotter maybe I would've gone to heaven, Instead jesus blessed me with the mess that be, 2020 21 you see god blessed me with moments of … Continue reading governmental emancipation
of glitter, purity and gold.
The purest of souls, the softest of cheeks, and the sparkliest of eyes, A soul unborn, I've been waiting for weeks to meet you, I can feel the butterflies already, not trying to dramatise but- I feel energised knowing that one day I'll peer into your soul and see a reflection, Of glitter, purity and … Continue reading of glitter, purity and gold.
Loving from within.
ancient wounds of a weary heart, healing each time we part. wounds of my bloodline, way back when, wounds so profound they trigger at the slightest sound, ready to run and go, or fight and attack, for love is our survival, and so the inner child which claws and grabs, at that which he believes … Continue reading Loving from within.
A water so sweet.
O' how the water tastes, sipped after the breaking of fast, after I crunch on bread - all my needs met. Nay, nay, that well lies far away. You need not drink that liquid, for it will cause you illness. I say sir, have you heard of the well on the yonder? Nay, I say. … Continue reading A water so sweet.
The Seas of Love.
How am I feeling? I feel a heavy expanse in my abdomen, like a boat rising and falling on the tides, like a boat with a leak in its hull. In this hole I want to stuff substance and hedonism - casual pleasure and surface interactions, though they frequently leave me feeling just as empty … Continue reading The Seas of Love.
mmmm.
She makes me feel like I'm floating on a cloud, like I'm high, high, high in the sky, like there's not a problem around, not a single one to be found. The way my heart beats at the thought of her, the way my breath deepens and expands when I feel her kiss... and when … Continue reading mmmm.