I'd love to play with you but this game is too old and too corrupt like an endlessly rigged blackjack the house always wins. Outside this maze there lies a field and a sea ... I know, you cannot see! You have no choice But to trust in me. Stop! Don't pour white paint over … Continue reading the thousandth black swan ~ a poem of hope
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Why write? A talk by Ann Hood
How I think of happiness and depression
The happiness path is a narrow unseen one-man-width path on a ridge of a mountain. This path runs on all mountains of the world, sometimes passing through cities, other times through villages, and other times descending by the sea, running even through caves and depths of oceans. It doesn't matter where in the world you … Continue reading How I think of happiness and depression