Servitude.

I never felt enough

All the time in the world.

If time were not a finite pleasure for our mortal selves, what would you do with it? I would learn every language there ever was, modern, historical, fantastical or nonsensical, and endeavour to create my own. Read every text ever written, starting with all the banished books. Study theology, philosophy, etymology, literature, sociology, history and…… Continue reading All the time in the world.

Contradictions.

Something I have never understood about myself is the seemingly nonsensical dichotomy of being paralysed by a last minute change of plans or alterations to a schedule, and the absolute enjoyment and liberation I feel when there is no plan at all. Today for instance. “We’re all going for a walk, we’ve been stuck inside…… Continue reading Contradictions.