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Today i dreamt of creating the perfect pleated leather skirt. And a dress so divine. Orange, and embellished with gold metal plates around the neckline ala Aztec, empire waist with a revealing hemline.

Karma's a bitch only if you are.

The first is that, even after 30 years, we still haven't figured out how to effectively manage and regulate the post-union, post-globalization, post-Bretton Woods economy. This is a relatively short-term kind of problem, but there are still a lot of bumps left on that road. The other is that we're simply working on some really hard problems—much harder than we anticipated when we first dived into them. Artificial intelligence is really hard. Finding a source of energy that's cheaper per BTU than oil is really hard. Gene sequencing—along with a deep understanding of how human biology works—is really hard. But that doesn't mean innovation has been snuffed out. It just means we've set our sights really high. That's no bad thing. -Kevin Drum

Chapter 1 Cataclysm

"But I’ll get bored of you, and feel trapped, because that’s what happens with me."

at first, this may seem like a post-mortem of a wasted and abandoned prism of my mind. But far from it.  I stopped documenting my life for a year because i simply felt the numbness of reality, bluntly poking at my inner soul and eviscerating it slowly like a dead animal rotting. Everyday i wake up half-baked, i could die and not notice it. My eternal lament is my tendency to question life and reinvent philosophical doctrines. I gathered what was left of my soul (which by now, equivalent to a black hole) and hope to bring a purpose into this imaginary hinterland.

Well, everybody's gotta learn something.

"And in these rapid most complex days of speed, mood, and psychology, it is relatively impossible to “know” anyone, as it is impossible to “know” oneself." - Sylvia Plath

5 facts for a stranger

When you look at someone you love, the pupils dilate, and it does the same when you are looking at someone you hate. Most men have erections every hour to hour and a half during sleep. After eating too much, your hearing is less sharp. Three hundred million cells die in the human body every minute. Scientists say the higher your I.Q. The more you dream.

we are all sinners

I’m not perfect, I never tried to be.
I’ve made mistakes.
I’ve taken the easy way out.
I’ve lied to my friends.
I’ve hidden the truth so many times from so many people.
I’ve hurt people, and I’ve even done it on purpose.
I’ve left people behind. I’ve spread rumors.
I’ve said things that I didn’t mean. I’m no better than anyone, anywhere. I’m human. I have faults, and I’m not afraid to admit that. I want to change, but I won’t. Because that’s what we do. That’s what we’ve always done.
We list our faults like a grocery list, and we move on, expecting everything to somehow change itself. It never will. I will never change. I will never be perfect. I will always make mistakes. I’ll, more often than not, take the easy way out.
I will lie, hide the truth, hurt people, leave people behind, spread rumors, and say things I don’t mean for the rest of my life.