Do people do bad things because they're inherently wicked or is it more about cause and effect and the idea that we are molded by our environment that the active synapses of our brain ...
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My daily practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... She Turned Over She felt the gentle vibration from her phone signalling another notification. But she remained ...
20 May 2018
Art History Vol.6 - The Battle Of Self
Art History The battle of self would be better described as a war on self, as battles in the context of things are brief skirmishes that last only as long as the willpower and stami...
My daily practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... The Man Entered The Trap House He didn't like nothing about his present environment. As the minute he stepped through the door he was h...
My practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... She Crushed The GlassIn the end, everything gets crushed, everything gets crushed under the perplexity of what we call life. Ho...
17 May 2018
Daily Creative Writing Practice - Dragged Spear
My practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... He Dragged The Spear His eyes were focused, absent from fear. His gaze held high with pride. Steady as he locked eyes ...
16 May 2018
Daily Creative Writing Practice - He Called Her
My practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... He Called Her She'd been on his mind all day, every moment awake he thought of only her. When his eyes would close for even just brief seconds...
My practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... He Looked Thoughtful He looked up to the sky in seeking answers, as if his motion of tilting his head towards the sky would relay to h...
Photo by Cristian Newman on Unsplash My practice of bringing depth to simple sentences... His Toe Nail Was Black The rotten nail of his twisted big toe was as black as night, its texture s...
Art History I remember when I was young and my dad would say, “you mustn’t spit into the wind, because it’ll come back and land on you.” Nowadays often I wonder how much simpler s...
18 Mar 2018
Art History Vol.4 - Forgotten Child
Art History Children are the next generation. But sometimes we forget that. Children follow our actions so that our actions become their actions. But again sometimes we forget this. Ch...
04 Mar 2018
Art History Vol.3
Art HistoryBeing Broke Is Too Much To Take... I remember talking with two youths one day and discussing if money was the root to all evil. They were adamant that money was evil. That ...
