Seated within the University cafeteria I attempt to study for my midterm tomorrow. With my earbuds in and my textbook open, I attempt to centre my thoughts onto audio and video technical theory. “A frame rate moves from 30 frames per second to 29.97 fps. I have had a wonderful day, so why am I…
Tag: self help
Deep within a lie.
A recurring theme within my writing is the concept of truth. Truth is a concept in which is expected; yet rarely received. We are taught as children to always be truthful and to not tell a fib, but as we grow older our perception on truth is slowly corrupted. What I have noticed is that…
Rekindling the pieces.
There is the assumption that distance makes two people closer, and I am starting to see the truth of this saying. When there is distance between two individuals the relationship tends to grow stronger for more effort is put out. A relationship is like a flower, it can grow quickly exposed to the sun and water…
The injudicious bully.
The creation of tea dates back thousands of years ago in the Yunnan China during the Shang Dynasty. Tea was consumed during meditations with the purpose of relaxation, and connecting to ones soul. I am not sure what it is about drinking a cup of tea late at night that puts me deep into a…
Live like a Cockroach.
The cockroach is one of the oldest living species on the planet. With it’s hard shell and rather disgusting outward appearance, the bug is dated back to the prehistoric ages. One may wonder how these bottom dweller creatures have lasted all these years, but the answer is rather simple…change and adaptation. Within our lives, change is something…
Borken/cinnamon hearts and red onesies.
With a bag of cinnamon hearts by my side and my new onesie being worn, I sit down at my kitchen table and begin to write. I have been wracking my brain for inspiration within the last few days, but I feel as if I have lost my muse. Shoving a pound of cinnamon hearts…
Morning sun and heavy inhalation.
As the morning sun begins to rise over the city, I wake up within the early morning hours to get ready for school. I brush my teeth and attempt to look remotely presentable for the day a head of me, yet I cannot shake this gut wrenching feeling out of my stomach. It is quite…
Temporal flux and the hands of a clock.
As young people in a modern world, we witness our lives undergo a constant flux of changes. What you must remember is that the life you may have grown accustomed to today may not be the reality of your tomorrow. With all these constant changes in ones own life, how is it possible to carry…
Turning pain into words.
Dressed in sweatpants and an oversized University sweater, I lay upon my couch and watch the Grammys with my mother. It has been a very difficult 24 hours for me and I did not know if I could have survived it. As I left his apartment, I was left speechless by not only what was…
Formal invite to my coffin.
A Sanctuary. Sanctuaries are place in which you feel perfectly at ease and you can find your centre. I no longer have a sanctuary for all that I was hiding from has finally caught up with me. I ran away to Toronto to escape my past, and now I ran back to Mississauga to escape…
Amelioration & the rise from The Cave.
As I sit at my kitchen table and watch the snow flurries glide past my balcony, I am left speechless over the events of the morning. As it so happens, once you begin to publish your feeling onto the internet they are easily accessible by everyone… everyone including “Him”. He has now read my blog,…
Insanity and a drunken stupor.
Drunk and light headed, I sit down at Witt’s desk and begin to write. The demons in which I have been desperately trying to hide have quickly unearthed and have risen to the surface. Within life, we can only try to contain our own minds for so long…but there comes a time when we must…
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