Will it Pass?

For me, it is only in the wake of being rejected by a lover that disillusionment ensues. The saturnine torpor exposes the excruciating loneliness that I once felt but happily forgot about. The excruciating loneliness one feels from being stuck in one’s bedroom stifled by past memories of happy companionship. I cannot tell you now […]


To Chew Without Chewing Anything. A Bird in Flight Leaves No Trace. Will I ever be able to know my face before my parents face? In these times of pathetic attempts at useless questioning, useless studying, useless practice, I call out to Namu Amitabul Mired in imagined conflicts between the empty space of Jiriki 自力 […]