As is the usual, I look through my self-made spyglass gazing through the intermittent hues of lights that flicker well past the distant skyline.
I wish I could get away from the disturbing glare of the cities and go back to my once-in-a-while isolation and self-imposed hibernation. Free from these bright pervasive city lights, away from the litter and graphical eyesores of industries, and beyond these annoying and invasive humming noises of humans quite so obsessed with technology.
Just so I could spend a whole night wondering like the philosophers of the old, munching not on numerical delicacies but of great discoveries, and unraveling not the apathetic tasks of mediocrity but remarkable ideas that are amorous to the specie. Continue Reading…
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I am back in the shadows of my former elusive self.
I am traveling back to the outer edges of the Milky Way.
On top of this magnificent hill I whimper.
I don’t wanna think about it. Of what am I doing here…












