I felt like writing ten pages of deathly pain whilst crying bloody murder…but it then occurred to me that I had an image that perfectly captures what would otherwise end up as  circumlocutory text.

Poor Erik

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Poor Erik

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“If a friend of mine…gave a feast, and did not invite me to it, I should not mind a bit… But if…. a friend of mine had a sorrow and refused to allow me to share it, I should feel it most bitterly. If he shut the doors of the house of mourning against me, I would move back again and again and beg to be admitted, so that I might share in what I was entitled to share. If he thought me unworthy, unfit to weep with him, I should feel it as the most terrible mode for which disgrace could be afflicted on me…”

 – Oscar Wilde

What is there to add to such a statement…except maybe another quote:

“There is a vast difference between putting your nose in other people’s business and putting your heart in other people’s problems.” – Anonymous


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“You close the gate, but you always leave the key outside.”

– A. A. Ang

There it is. My “Welcome” page in 11 words. I couldn’t have said it better – simple, elegant.

It’s true, this is. Most people would see the locked gate and only the locked gate. I suppose the desire, the very purpose, is to know who cares enough to look for the key. To find out Continue reading

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“I choose to write because it’s perfect for me. It’s an escape, a place I can go to hide. It’s a friend, when I feel out casted from everyone else. It’s a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own. It’s a book, when I need to be somewhere else. It’s control, when I feel so out of control. It’s healing, when everything seems pretty messed up.
And it’s fun, when life is just flat-out boring.”
― Alysha Speer

Must I say more? Thank you, Alysha Speer.

“I choose to wr…

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This blog has deteriorated into a bad phoenix joke. For that I apologize. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve written about “resurrection”. Neglect and idleness have betrayed my supposed desires to write and relate. Consistency has seemed an impossibility, until now.

I’ve come to a decision: A post (at least) a week. A quote – hopefully more often.

It starts with a spankin’ new hide and sobriquet. The new skin speaks for its minimal self. The new name, though, needs some explanation and a dash of humour.

Our friends from Merriam-Webster say this of the name in question:

1. having many syllables :  long word (primary reason of choice…you know… because sesquipedalian is defined as a long word, heh. Hilarious, right? Right? – humour ends here)
2.  given to or characterized by the use of long words

I cannot deny my Continue reading

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Blue of the morning

Seizing the day

Taking away sleep, causing delay

Grasp for waking

Tearing the veil

Ridding dreams, rousing the ail

Gone are the visions

Here is the weight

Heavy tangibility, burden – great

Brightness is blinding

Eyes in acquiesce

Farewell Somnia, your hold release

Greetings fair truth

however unfair may be

This is the real, please, be kind to me.

That Saturday Morning

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Is He or She Interested In Me?

Author’s Note: I think a light-hearted post would serve this gloomy blog’s atmosphere well. Smile and read on.

Is He or She Interested In Me?


It is one of the many fundamental questions we face in life, men and women alike. “Is he/she interested in me?” It is a question we ponder over when we’re in the shower, on our white porcelain thrones, or when we are in full swoon over this guy or girl. It’s usually in the same spirit of inquiry as  “What will I do if I had a week to live?” “Why are we here?” “When will Winds of Winter come out?” “Would you rather lose all your old memories or lose the ability to make new ones?” or “Did Han shoot first?” We may be in peace, dunking our favorite cookie in a warm cup of milk when, suddenly, the cookie breaks and sinks into the milk and we’re left there wondering why bad things happen to good people.

Non sequitur aside, let’s address the question in…er… question shall we?

Ladies first. Continue reading