Beauty’s aboard a sinking ship. A mellow wind whispered to the Sailor, my Captain shed a tear.
After having survived two of the most tyrannicaly demanding jobs.
Transcending to the summit is inevitably looking down at the shambles of the world you left below
Digital Nomads and the Millennial Jekyll and Hyde Duality: Will we achieve the work-life balance we yearn for?
Like looking into the eyes of Ballerina Dolls and Toy Soldiers
Creatures, Beasts and Monsters, Musings
The Children born of Lightning at the hands of Dr Frankenstein
Am I not just another ornament among multidues of other manifestations, if the ocean is water and so am I.
Aristotle, Musings, Philosophy