Wordless Silence

There is a sort of poetry to silence, when all of life has come to a tranquil halt and we are left with only our own contemplations for company. We never truly experience silence in a natural sense however, as no matter how much we prepare our surroundings the bustle of life still occurs around…

The Masks We Give Ourselves

The philosophy that in life we have two options – Sink or Swim – seems to me to the self righteous judgement that achievement is better than failure. Yet failure teaches us to learn from the process, so that if we are ever faced with similar hardships we are better prepared. There seems to be…

All That We Can Share

The connections that we weave between ourselves and others can never be broken; they may twist and warp with distance and time, however we remain forever tied to those we have interacted on any level with. It does not matter if that interaction was a simple smile or an intimate conversation. We carry fragments of…

The Mirrors of a Deeper Cosmos

There is an invasive side to human nature, a side which can be seen as a forcing of your principles onto another; yet it could also be construed as a person misunderstanding the intention of love. It seems to be crafted into our human makeup to pass judgement upon another if they do not act…

Through Lens of Our Universe

I think at some point in all our lives we have had to traipse through the fire of our own psyche, avoiding the flickering flames which lash out at us; these flames having been born through self-creating cycles of unhealthy thoughts. Once we’ve walked through the heat, watching the flames grow fiercer and fiercer we…

Prose: Passing into the Abyss {testing excerpts}

So I’m thinking of writing a book based upon the concept of death and the mysteries and experiences that surround it. Using the foundation of my philosophical writings I am trying to depict the journey of a man who passes over. Here’s what I have so far: (criticisms, advice and comments would be much appreciated)…