Aesthetic Blasphemy

Miscarriage

Tell me, do you believe in science? This one in the picture, I called it 'the Little Buddy'. Called - it's gone now. I...

Verba Volant, Scripta Manent

Souvenirs. Gifts. I never really understood the essence of these trinkets. Being the dumbass overcomplicator, I used to...

Four step descent and into the mind

When you decide to step in, it can be... tedious. You shut the door, draw the blinds, reduce the noise, stop the music,...

And then

And then. When the day gently leans and caresses the night, and the sky blushes red and crimson with affection; Or,...

Letters to a young poet - Rilke

'Letters to a young poet' are a celebration of solitude in the pursuit of a creative life and offer wonderful advice on...