I’m not a storyteller but I make a lot of them. There’s no
reason behind my stories but I find myself living in them. It’s only when my
heightened emotions dare themselves to look me in the eye, I realize it was a
story where I left my conscious far behind.
Some minds are more imaginative than others, and I consider
mine to belong in the former. Mind you, it’s not a good thing. The freedom to
think without rational restrictions is dangerous. Questions like ‘How could
you?’ don’t matter here.
The contents of this blog will mostly include:
- Stories, for sure
- Debates (the ones that you have with yourself)
- Not-so-wise thoughts
You may find them abusive but they’re not. You may find them
absurd, and they are.
Read at your own risk.
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