Like most Sundays, I woke up in a bad mood this morning. There’s just something about the whole routine of Sundays that rubs me the

Run screaming through the night,Waking infants and the elderlyWith your wearied criesAs you shriek in madness forYour lost lover. Rattle the tenement windowsWith pebbles thrown

How does one explore oneself? How does one initiate self-evolution? I’m overdue for new personal growth and exploration and I think the process has finally

I’m sorry, you can’t read that “A nation that is afraid to let its people judge the truth and falsehood of ideas in an open

Ch’ui the draftsmanCould draw more perfect circles freehandThan with a compass. His fingers brought forthSpontaneous forms from nowhere. His mindWas meanwhile free and without concernWith

Life is not binary. We live by degrees, not absolutes. What we decide today does not obliterate all other possibilities for tomorrow. There are always

Two new thoughts tonight. One, I take a lot of things too seriously. Two, taking things too seriously too often results in my not actually

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! Now I’m thinking I may have dismissed my intentions to get my masters in environmental science too quickly. Time to take the GRE and

I know that in the past I’ve expressed some rather strong opinions against the band Linkin Park. Well, this afternoon I saw a music video

What is it about night that stimulates me so much? The sun goes down, I switch into high gear. The world goes to sleep, my