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! …

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Understand the Obvious

Before Hippocrates (the famous ancient Greek physician) came along, people believed that all diseases were caused by gods and supernatural forces. If you got sick in a time earlier than 460 BC, there wasn’t much you could do but pray and hope for the best. Maybe try a plant remedy or two. No matter your …

I just published my first book… “Lost in Soliloquize”

So I wrote my first poetry collection and this is the introduction: I’m a private person, ironically. “Ironic” because I’m in the business of public disclosure, and I’m part of a generation that shares everything. Aside from my daily social posts that allow glimpses into my life, I tend to keep my thoughts, opinions, and …

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 …

Love you to the moon and back!

It is the first time cuddles that count in the whole story. The ideas of long term still seem blurry, but defined is the hope to be. My guess: because the start freaks out both parties. The intense love at first sight is overrated but the shallow feeling of wonder and desire and mixed thoughts …

The Cavity of Creativity

In the midst of my generation, creativity has turned out to be harder to bow into than anything else. No one seems to understand what created this mind-obstacle for people to stop cultivating their heads for breathtaking discoveries as in the past. Our minds have grown up to a compartment of thought that there is …

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 …

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 …

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 …

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 …