if Only like a Child

July 10th, 2010 View Comments

A while ago I wrote about the pleasure of being a kid. Regularly, I keep returning to the thought of the ‘bondage’ of being grown-up. The pressure of thinking and acting like an adult, the many attachment with being ‘civilized’ and ‘mature’. Don’t you oft times miss being free to be stupid, or not being [...]

iApologize

June 28th, 2010 View Comments

Today, I luckily ran into the poetry of Oscar Brown Jr. The heavy rhetorics of this poem captivates me, or maybe because I relate so much to it. Enjoy this interesting ‘apology’ (added with some of my interpretations and edits) and of course, processd to watch the dramatic performance at the end of the piece. [...]

beauty in Dying

June 19th, 2010 View Comments

One day, either we like it or not; are prepared for it or not, we will die and actually “that makes us the lucky one” as Richard Dawkins would say. He would continue, and why should he complain about death–it should be celebrated. And I, write to celebrate death. Ok, maybe not literally. i don’t [...]

the ‘Me’ Poetry

June 14th, 2010 View Comments

Very often have had my friends telling me how life in America is so not what it is from the outside (believe it or not, at least mostly) and interestingly  I thought, that’s often true. As I’ve mentioned severally in related post (see below), there is an inverse relationship between wealth [monetary] and satisfaction i.e. [...]

the Code Poetry paradigm

May 29th, 2010 View Comments

I remember those days of geekery and these days of artistry and the days of philosophies; they are not that different after all–follow this fun game carefully: var you = existing; if  (you==me){     return False;     exit; } else{    if (you == unique){          life = meaningful;        [...]

I think about Yesterday

May 22nd, 2010 View Comments

I’ve being looking at life’s experiences lately and I’m thinking, going back to the simpler life of the past might be more fulfilling. As I’ve pointed out before, the more we get the more we want and the less satisfied we are–meet the newest kid on the block: Yesterday. Yesterday was when I thought about [...]

living Petite

April 24th, 2010 View Comments

It’s like living petite, Little dreams and life, Little hopes and take. Every chop taken, off it We feel like another stride is done. This is a life as we know it. This is life as we think it, This is life as we assume it, A sress feel life, maybe we can think of [...]

Self-Love

March 28th, 2010 View Comments

Today, some remember  a man who would change the would. Many years ago today, he entered triumphantly into a city called Jerusalem. This man would be a man so peaceful and powerful that he would change our would, give us peace and rest our souls; even help us inherit a supernatural kingdom. I wish my [...]

When I’m Somebody Else

March 27th, 2010 View Comments

In every situation, we are always relative; no one has it worse, no one has it best and everyday I come to this realization, I affirm the ‘nutiness’ of life. It reminds me of my native proverbs: “This life is simple, we humans make it complex”; “The person that has no shoes, complaining and grumbling; [...]

the unSanctity of Life I

March 4th, 2010 View Comments

In class yesterday I think I stunned a few when I attempted to argue that living is not that special–I pointed out that life has no sanctity. In the medical ethics class (on the topic on Euthanasia and Physician-Assisted Suicide), we where discussing the case of a man who killed his 12 years old daughter [...]

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