In three months in 2023 I’ve gotten more views than in the whole of 2022! Thank you guys! Be back in April!
Category Archives: Personal Journal
100 Days
This is my one hundredth day of posting content. Yippieee! I will take it easy from now on, for two reasons:
1. If the number gets too high, I will feel more under pressure to keep posting
2. The more that happens, the less I’ll have fun
So yea, I will start posting weekly, more or less
Overanalysis
There’s this odd idea that overanalysis is something intelligent, despite the fact that it invariably leads to silly conclusions. Just because a lego brick is made of atoms and your grandma is made of atoms doesn’t mean your grandma must be stacked on top of other grandmas to build a castle.
Experience shows
Experience shows that the fact that a good deal of humanity’s problems are self-created doesn’t mean humans are going to stop creating them.
On Online Soapboxers
Ideology begins with the belief that those who don’t think like you do so either out of malice or out of ignorance, meaning that what is left to do is to either instruct them or destroy them.
I am tired of soapboxers. I obliterate them out of my life as soon as I spot them. There are many categories of people I can’t do without: bus drivers, business owners, street cleaners… Ideologues are not among them.
Mommy knows best
Mother-son relationships must really have been invented by some lower demon of hell. A mother has her own expectations of what it means for the son to feel happy and realized in life, then she calls him hoping that he gives her good news on his personal realization, and the son not only feels bad because he doesn’t feel happy or realized, but also guilty because he can’t fulfill those expectations. Ask me how I know.
Nostalgia
Nostalgia hurts because through it we feel weaker for having lost something, rather than stronger for having outlasted it. It is a curious case of optical illusion, a trap that I keep falling back into. I’m not one to suppress my feelings. In fact, I tend to bathe in them, or wear them like fragrances especially the negative ones. But as time goes on I slowly gain some perspective on them, as though an inner observer studied them through my experience of them. Well, clearly the inner observer is very keen on understanding nostalgia, because it’s one of my go-to emotional fragrances. What I find interesting is how much more space there is for me here in the present, rather than in an idealized past. But the confines of the present are blurry, and the my self prefers the fog-shrouded dells of the past, perfect and complete in themselves.
Thoughts of a Recovering Quitter
I used to think that once I got out of my comfort zone, life would reward me. I’m realizing right now that as soon as one steps out of his comfort zone, life tries its best to punch him back into it. The moment you start asking for what you want is the moment you start hearing the word “no”. That’s the moment when getting back to your comfort zones is going to feel more attractive. But in your comfort zone there is no life. There is only existence. Is existing enough for you?
MQS does social media
I’ve started a facebook page and an instagram account. In the future I will also open a pinterest and a twitter, so I can put this little blog of mine out there. I loathe social media, but as long as it’s just for to share my stuff it’s ok. Check it out in the side bar or by clicking below 🙂
Happy New Year!
Wishing everyone who reads these words the best 2023 possible!
