Born Restless

The only constant emotion that I can recall in my life is restlessness. Perhaps it’s a state more than it is an emotion. I don’t care. The net effect remains the same. There is little that I can leave untouched. I have an incessant need to unravel issues that plague myself or others. I can’t…

Cyclic Sanity

I’ve often contemplated, like many others, the reasons for time going so much faster as I get older. Many of my conclusions are no different to those considered by most others as well, yet I feel compelled to write them down after a few weeks of being particularly preoccupied with these thoughts. The obvious conclusion…

The Oppression of Victim-hood

Being oppressed does not necessarily result in victims, but sitting and waiting for someone else to lift you out of your oppressive state does. Immediately images of Palestine, Burma, Iraq, Syria and other downtrodden communities come to mind, for most anyway. However, this state of victim-hood happens on a daily basis in the most arrogant…

Where My Food Lies

I believe that the primary source of my affirmation is what feeds my soul. It is pitiful however, that such¬†food is rarely wholesome since what appeases my ego often¬†enjoys precedence over what feeds my soul. I hear of the agony of the heart versus the struggles of the head and none of it makes sense…

The Pretentiousness of Self-Doubt

Self-doubt, it seems, is insecurity cloaked in anxiety. It occurred to me one morning on my way to work this week that each time I witnessed someone in the throes of an anxiety attack, there was an underlying sense of grave insecurity that left them helpless to deal with even fleeting thoughts of burdens they…

Knowledge

A little knowledge makes you arrogant, A lot of knowledge makes you humble. ~ Cynically Jaded