“Within the following paragraphs, I will proffer a resolution to the ever-topical, and sublimely-fashionable debate that is, the Ottawa protests. It is in this bookman’s humble opinion that the endless skirmish surrounding this most noble of subjects, has fallen prey … Continue reading Thoughtful meditations on the Ottawa protests
Korean barbecue is a peculiar and interesting dining experience, boasting a laborious set of customs and practices that make it a pleasant farcry from just about every other restaurant variety a casual consumer could hope to step foot in. In just … Continue reading Tales of Korean Barbecue
Oh Dickinson, do guide my pen Across the paper coarse, I’ll join your fame in time my friend By running natures course. I’ll scrawl the words inside my head I’ll shout and say it hoarse, They’ll rumble like the … Continue reading An Ode to Dickinson
Airports are the pinnacle of human observation, a place of absolute Nirvana for people-watchers; they have a unique set of key features that make this the case. They’re specifically designed with an absence of areas where duffel-bag sized objects can … Continue reading I Love Airports
Do yourself a favour, and lend me your imagination. Walk yourself through every second of the odyssey I’m about to present you with as if you were really there. You’ve done it. You’ve reached a life milestone you never imagined … Continue reading The Citadel of You
“My good man, have you got a light back there? I seem to have left my spark in another jacket.” “Course fella.” “Also, my lady here has a hankering for something sweet, got anything on your menu that fits that … Continue reading Nighthawks Dialogue
Ajax the great, they once called you. The Bulwark of the Achaeans. A man who could hurl boulders the size of Volkswagen Beetles through the air like elephant-skinned dodgeballs. You fought Hektor to a stalemate for an entire day, and … Continue reading A Letter To Ajax
Catch yourself in the middle of one of those analytical moods, where you delve a little bit too deeply into everything you typically wouldn’t. Where nothing is concrete, and all of existence is in flux. You feel aimless, uncertain of … Continue reading Walmart Doesn’t Exist
I wish you could have bore witness to the hell you’ve raised from beyond the grave, beloved. I’d imagine that even a short glance at your now iconized legacy would provide you with an epoch of catharsis. If you were … Continue reading An Ode To Lovecraft
I’ll often romanticize about the times of old, where libertines would adjoin in sanctified bouts of passion with other societal rejects. They reveled in their isolation, two spellbound deviants so infatuated with the presence of one another that it was … Continue reading Runaways Are Dying
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