parfois

parfois si je veux être comme toi, je n’ai pas le fort.
parfois si je sé quand tu seras le roi, j’ai feu en la tête. parfois je t’aime.

parfois, je ne suis pas je.

parfois
est parfois,
será
ou será toi.

ràibaisses-moi, en cette lumière.

As a Retrospect Oldie

The 1980s and 1990s felt more like transition years to 2000 and, furthermore, probably what 2010s will turn out to be. We had the 60s, which was the year of feminism, and the 70s with heightened social diversity. While many political and socioanthropological advances were made in the following two decades, there didn’t seem to be a change in phase for what our we have in store for these recent ones.

Is it really wise to let sex become an expectation to our children, and, while I’d hope not, our grandchildren?

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Closer

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Paracetamol and the Golden Chrysanthemum

There are many things in life that cannot be “explained” – this is essentially what people would continually think throughout history and present. For anything we can’t explain, we, as humans, may attribute with spirituality until we find a plausible answer. We can fill it with phantasmagoria or use folklore, or we can attribute humanistic or supernatural theories; above all, humans are not comfortable without answers. Perhaps this is why science exists – to give us answers that we can reuse and replicate. What if we start to run out of answers?

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