Death, Time and Euphemisms

Conversation is a funny thing. The potential of words is astounding and its usage in our daily lives, flat. The art of listening and talking is complex in innumerable ways and the human condition seems to be adept at dealing with it in the worst way possible – small talk. Nobody ever begins a chat […]

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People have always existed on the fringe of my consciousnesses – they seem to flicker with the light as I look on in amusement, marveling at them the way I would marvel at deer in the forest, desperately trying to forge a connection that was entirely about me. Do you, mortal, accept me the way […]

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