I Am Buraot

I am traveling back to the outer edges of the Milky Way.

As ancient as I had been, the century-old warp speed is no longer working. The real Spock who had the audacity to create such have gone and came back to Vulcan.

And the parallel universe I have come to confused myself with is now on the verge of redefining itself as one.

Instead, with an outdated ion propeller I’m blazing leisurely at turtle speed. Every second in this new journey would come as months, and every day years. But I would rather do this than go light speed.

No, no wormholes today, thank you. Continue Reading…

I was driving on this road to nowhere. I was passing through more than just the places and faces of people I met, oftentimes I get lucky enough to know them, to be with them, be them.

I was born from the country. Small town, big family, rough life. You know the story, short in riches but big in dreams. It was typical.

As for me, I just dreamt of a road trip. I wished for the chance to steer my own life, using my own means, to wherever I intended it to go. I wanted my own life to lead.

Even at an early age, I sensed adventure… a life-long adventure. Continue Reading…

The past year was my most challenging one so far. I was driving through life, beneath the figurative dark clouds and storms and all that. Stubborn as I was, and having no choice at all, I kept on driving.

I just kept on driving….

I was driving to work when I started learning new tongues. I then realized there is more than just the language that I needed to learn. I had to meet the people, the culture.

Now I yearn to go to distant lands and travel. Armed with my very limited foreign vocabulary, I plan on learning them firsthand. Continue Reading…