You can be this wild independent child. You can be someone with a shadow lurking behind preventing you from asking for help, to get lost, to be a vagabond, anything but joining a community with so many individuals that may have the same intentions as yours. You can make your own cult that exist only for you, and yet with all these curses and blessings of tragic independency and lonesome and still feel like you are on the edge of ...

It’s admiration in disguise. To conduct a secret invitation for a voice instrumented by the vocal cords, secured by flesh and tight muscles of the human throat, utilize it on another human being while using his ears and whatever loops and spiral rooms it contains to make the words easier to slide down and separate, the ones on their way for the conscious mind while others are sneaking silently toward the unconsciousness part of the mind, which is the most ...

Social Media. The force that is everywhere. If you’re not on it, you’re left alone and isolated. If you have it, there’s constant unspoken rivalry and competition to post regularly and appear as though you’re having the best time of your life. This innate competition creates unrealistic expectations of life, increasing tiredness, stress and alienation.