The other day, I discovered that I can go on a virtual visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Louvre, or any other famous museum of the world. I can go to restaurants, classrooms on college campuses, balconies with a view of the sun setting under New York City, or almost any other place, [...]
This post is written for a Philosophical Essay Challenge about depravity by the Literati Mafia. ----------------------------------- Today I spent an hour staring at a blank computer screen while trying to answer the question of human depravity, watching the cursor blink in and out of existence, and waiting for the words to pour out of me. [...]
When I was a little girl, magic followed me around everywhere. She would not let go, clinging on to me, finding a way to seep into my young mind. I welcomed her like I would an old friend, letting her plant the seeds of imagination. The seeds that would then grow into an entire world, [...]
I stand on the mountain Alone The sky above is a pale shade of blue The forest here is untainted, Unharmed by human greed and madness Here, the trees have stood for many years They have seen the infinite cycles of the sun Of the moon Those pine trees, with the gnarled trunks And twisted [...]
I recently listened to an old music playlist that reminded me of myself from about a year or so ago. Music helped me a lot with figuring out who I was and my place in the world. When I felt that no one could understand my pain, I found comfort in the lyrics of some [...]
I recently came across one of my old diaries from when I was nine years old, and while reading my accounts of a vacation to Mexico, I concluded that children aren’t much different from adults. Although the diary dated back to almost a decade ago (it’s a miracle that I still have it), reading my [...]
Sometimes it feels as if my young age just tries it’s hardest to prevent me from understanding the world better I can read poetry and watch movies and nod my head in approval when they say that some lessons are only learned through cold and hard experience I can bask in the wisdom of those [...]
As many of you have probably noticed, I offer very little information about who I am as a person beyond my writing on this blog. I sometimes wonder what mental image the people who read my blog have constructed of me with the help of my strange thoughts and ramblings. A shapeless, amorphous conglomeration under [...]
Dear God, if there is one, I am in church now, thinking. Sitting in the same pew I sit at everyday of my life, watching the predictable procession of Easter and Christmas services, funerals and weddings: the same old cycle of birth and rebirth. I sat at this pew as a child, when I [...]
I could write more poetry. Why not? It gets me more views. It gets me more likes. It's relatively fast to do compared to my other posts. In fact, I could write a poem a day if I wanted to. Surely, my stats would boom then. I know exactly how I need to change my [...]
Kat's observations. 