Nameless in a vast world.
Nameless in a vast world. To exist and not have a name... what's it like? Probably the ones who know this best are ownerless mongrels who will never hear the words "Give Jack…
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In search of reality.
In search of reality. They say that reality is something we should accept for granted, and indeed, it's hard to argue with that, just like the idea that a snowman is made of…
A strange phrase, a strange habit.
A strange phrase, a strange habit. Looking around, I realize that sometimes I have strange phrases or habits in my vocabulary or thoughts, which, apparently, are meant to be…
A boundless flight of fantasy.
A boundless flight of fantasy. Sometimes, when I want to write something, I suddenly realize my thoughts have reached a dead end and refuse to budge. These aren't the most…
Vivid impressions.
Vivid impressions. If I say that every person, when taking any trip, even the shortest one in their life, wants it to be crowned with vivid impressions, then... But not every…
The whistle of the wind.
The whistle of the wind. Remote villages are often described as depressing. Yes, there's something to it, as you rarely see people on the streets of such villages, which is…
Thematic popcorn.
Thematic popcorn. I've noticed something strange: as I age, my views on various things, sometimes things I once didn't care about at all, become like popcorn. Yes, for a while…
Moored ideas.
Moored ideas. Sometimes it's hard to tell whether it's a good thing or a bad thing when, for some reason, some seemingly interesting ideas can't be realized. They're like a…
The right path.
The right path. When I think about choosing the right path in a specific situation, I realize it's one of the most difficult tasks, one in which people won't help, or cheat…
On the other side of the road.
On the other side of the road. A man lived to the left of the road, and he lived happily. He had everything his heart desired. He had a favorite hobby, a beloved garden and…