2023: To Undergo Ego Rebirth (Part I)
This is the start of my journey to a better Self from 2023 onwards. Includes a photoshoot I did to commemorate an ego rebirth.
⚔Weapon
Weapons are articles, complete and tend to convey some form of narrative to drive home a point. They are fleshed out as compared to Alloys and Ores.
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The Language of Storytelling
An inner character transcript on the language of storytelling.
To be Undefined
The word niche is poison to the mind. How much can you live for when you limit your interests to one thing and present yourself that way? We are colorful in nature. Think about what we do to work, to play, to study, to have fun with, to talk about...
Writing Seclusion
On writing seclusion, and the joy of writing without distractions from the world.
The Child in Me
I was prompted by a recent tweet by Joao Mateus on the concept of playfulness and its association with age, in children. The definitions of curiosity are brought up. When we are older, we start to question ourselves, why is it that we Harbor such attributes? When. Currently, it is...
How to write letters to yourself
I write my letters with a tinge of insanity, and that fits well with my character. If you're looking for a standard guide, this may not be the post for you. This is a twisted answer to the question, because there are some assumptions to confront before we begin. Something...
Why I started podcasting
I didn't really know much about podcasting until 2017. Before then, I thought it was just a YouTube show. I used to watch a ton of videos on YouTube (to be honest, I still do lol) and one of my favourite gaming channels at the time had their own video...
To Be Professionally Informal
To be professionally informal is to maintain a sense of relatability with the audience while still talking about the various fields that we are interested in. Of course, with great deep dives, but what is an important distinction here is the [[Articulation]] of specific points. By going against the grain...
The Fear of Forgetting
To have a life without growing memory is to not be born. We abandon the years when we have grown. In turn we leave our past selves behind. My Dear Friend, I am afraid of forgetting my life. If yesterday was lost, forgotten, and the world had moved, friends have...