Discussions in the mind
The cities you lived, studying abroad... Don't return. It cancels the memories. Us, the ghosts on the streets - they disappear. Now, you see them going by in your memories. The first moments you set your foot there, they run by, they laugh, they smile, they dance, they live. Ad once you've walked a bit... Continue Reading →
As I enter the room and sit by the table that includes familiar faces from the conference, someone sitting next to me strikes up a conversation with a brilliant line that encompasses a question about the purpose of existence. I ignore the fact that we barely mentioned we recognize eachother and barely said our names,... Continue Reading →
Wake up, assess the ROI; figure that the book is interesting and useful, but wasting hours of daylight on sleeping lowers its value. Decide it should be read in the evening, right before going to sleep.
Normal, abnormal, normal, abnormal… Is blasting yourself up and occasionally taking innocent lives with you in the process normal or not? What makes a person do things that hinder the society from faster development, such as self-destruction with special effects including explosions, minced meat, newspaper headlines, and crying faces? To assess, whether suicide bombers are... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time I was walking home and suddenly it stroke me: Most of our thoughts are actually feelings, we feel ideas, we just know things. I had felt it all the time. Every moment when some interesting idea had surfaced, what happened in me sharing it did not include internal discussion. It was... Continue Reading →
One of the most common comments I get when talking about my solo trips to southern and southwestern Turkey is concerns about my safety. "Were you crazy?" "Did you want to be killed?" "Did you want ISIS to kidnap you?" Similar comments in future tense came before those trips and any other I went hitchhiking... Continue Reading →
"What makes it hard for me to even think of finishing this book is the realization of how stupid we truly are and all that shit applies to me as well and... well... I guess it's just too depressing to even think about your own limitations, knowing that there is almost nothing you can do... Continue Reading →
Subconscious fills Missing gaps in perception And memory fails. Memory - not some Recording machine, but your Own experience. If our brains don't understand that they don't understand some things, they make things up - subconsciously.
I used to be a chocoholic until this autumn when I was so broke I couldn't afford any sweets for a whole two months. My eating habits were the same as usual, only with the exception of no sweets [and no shrimps, gawd I love shrimps]. At some point I started to feel numb towards... Continue Reading →
Public speaking rates the second biggest and most common fear in the world. We are afraid to perform in front of all those people. It feels like being naked, all your vulnerabilities unveiled. Let me be frank this time. An act of public speaking is more similar to a discussion with a friend than a... Continue Reading →
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