I READ “THE SUBTLE ART OF NOT GIVING A F**K”, AND I GAVE A FUCK

Two years ago, I read “The subtle art of not giving a fuck”. The idea was to stop tormenting on things that didn’t matter, or at least had no utter importance. Like worrying over what to tell your aunt who is hospitalized for eating candy, you should only be concerned about being there for her! … Continue reading I READ “THE SUBTLE ART OF NOT GIVING A F**K”, AND I GAVE A FUCK

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The Curious and Strange Things

It is not so much of a new way to look at them that would matter, but a new way to live with them that would. First of all, you don't need to understand them. They were made metaphysically, so don't even bother. What I can tell you is that these phenomena work concurrently. One … Continue reading The Curious and Strange Things

What I think about Magic

I wanted to set my memories down on paper, where I can hold them. You know, I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic, connected by the silver filaments of … Continue reading What I think about Magic

Mint Julep

Now and then, in the course of the century, a great man of science, like Darwin; a great poet, like Shakespeare; a fine critical spirit, like LeBron James; a supreme artist, like Da Vinci, has been able to isolate himself, to keep himself out of reach of the clamorous claims of others, to stand ‘under … Continue reading Mint Julep

The Rwandan Dream

Welcome, welcome to the land of 1000 thrills, of million pieces and the best culture. This country had a superlative past, most I can say I don’t know about. There is something into being a native here that makes me chuckle of laughter. The people here. We are known to have surpassed all expectations, thriving … Continue reading The Rwandan Dream

A Pianist’s Story

Life is collection of moments. The idea is to have as many good ones as you can, so It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Making love to his tonic and gin He says, "Son can you play me a memory I'm not … Continue reading A Pianist’s Story

A Different kind of… Theory of Everything

Life is hectic. We are prone to live with what it brings, but most of the time we are bound to finding ways of controlling it, venturing on understanding the big and the small encounters we meet along. People like knowing the answers behind everything. Hence, you won't mind me undergoing my new idealist thoughts of … Continue reading A Different kind of… Theory of Everything

The Irony of being a Writer

The Writer exists in two worlds: the world he’s creating and the world in which he wears the same shirt a lot. The Writer successfully holds each world responsible for his failings in the other, a Ping-Ponging of accountability that frees him to wake up around elevenish. The Writer feels uneasy referring to himself as … Continue reading The Irony of being a Writer

I’ll get Drunk

You see... When you don't have stories to tell, and you are not a story to tell, no one gets interested in you. you live on the sidelines of every moment, which in a good way gives you time to analyze and see things better, but at the end of the day, you are no … Continue reading I’ll get Drunk

Paper Houses

THE STORY OF NOW: THE WORLD OF NOW! Okay so I’m kind always the topic, but I chose not to today. I’ve been talking to myself as much as it is weird, figuring the idioms that we are driven by these times, more specifically what went wrong with us. Practically, life to us has changed, … Continue reading Paper Houses