Musings

"I don't think he loves me anymore." Surfing through the channels, absent-mindedly, they are all the same. The eyes always fixated on the TV screen like glue searching for bits…

Write, paint, sing, dance, create masterpieces in whatever medium you can because nothing really matters in the grander scheme of things anyway. Everything that seems important is useless, tiny, microscopic…

In the search of a moment of magic. Things appear quite different when you stand on the rooftop of a multi-story building at 3 am. The pluckable stars, the reachable…

How does it help? How does anything help? Why should anything help? Why are we so fixated on the word 'help'? Get up, move on, lie down, jerk off, repeat…

The body heats up, the temperature rises. It feels like an artist diving deep into the Blues on his acoustic Guitar. No resistance. The haunting, the unfamiliarity, the shivers in…

Try to listen closely to the sound of music that these walls are shedding. Just close your eyes and cast off your mind, your own noises, be still, and listen…

Each song opens a new room, brings out a different kind of emotion, a zone, an inspiration, a need to feel alive. And what's better in this world than to…

What else is there left to do but to lie naked on the rooftop and to jerk off to the warm summer breeze in the moonless hours of the night?…

I’m Not a Rum Guy Anymore. I’m a Wine guy now. I always have been. Except, of course, for the time when I was a Rum guy. A strong, brave,…