Will this be my last?

As I indulged in my self-destructive habit out on the porch last night, I thought to myself if this was to be my last. We really never know. So, I enjoyed my cigarette thinking; Shouldn’t we live with this frame of mind? Life can take a turn at any moment.

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Our last voyage.

In the depth of my soul I fear I’m not yet cured of the malady of “life.” We all have to battle some malady, mine is my own, tailored to fit. Just when I think the dust has settled, here comes another wind of change, unsettling the comfort of normalcy.

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Living without a plan.

When I was little I agonized about growing up because unlike other kids who could imagine a future, I couldn’t because I didn’t have a clue of what I hoped or wanted. Growing up didn’t look good. It looked gloomy and dark. I felt helpless and lost in what I thought was a terrifying jungle […]

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Life is ridiculously meaningless.

I’ve been in search for the meaning of life, like many, for a very long time, too long. To be exact for 5 decades, and now, finally, I can rest in peace; the search of that universal meaning is over. I got it! At long last I can sit, relax and stop fretting about finding […]

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Nothing really matters…

Trees will keep growing, the wind will keep blowing and we won’t matter in time. We don’t really matter that much now. Taking life or ourselves too seriously, or the words once pronounced that the wind blows away, are insignificant because the world will keep turning.

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