musings

Charlie Kirk shot dead. I don’t give a fuck who he was or what he was saying. For a man in a supposed first world democracy to be execute...

I am stuck in a strange feedback loop where what goes in does not translate to what comes out, but I am addicted to this strangeness. Y...

That Cookie Isn't as Secret as You Think Hey everyone, Today I want to talk about a common misconception in web development that can lead...

You know those moments that just make you facepalm? I had one of those today. My plan was to finally write a post about the hive-census s...

i am at once lost in form and emptiness a world devoid of the structure that i so yearn to capture I don't often impulse buy books. No...

Saying no is an artform that I have not yet mastered. On a regular basis, I receive CFAs and CFPs. In academia, these are call for abs...

There is nothing quite like the first taste of a really good stout. Even if a stout is not the best, it is still a good beer. The comp...

It is not that often that everything in the universe aligns. Sometimes you just stumble upon something with the perfect lighting that j...

We are saturated with everydayness all around us. Never ask a fish, they say, to think about the water in which it swims. Or something...

she wore a dress that reminded me of the mountains a type of mourning but not of a loved one that was laid to rest but of the beauty ag...

We went for an afternoon walk down by the ocean walkway – a big stretch of indigenous fynbos plants that the birds love to visit. We w...

We stopped for something to eat. We did not realise that it would be the smallest pizza shop we have ever seen. As we climbed out of the...

It has been almost exactly 1520 days since I registered as a PhD student without a research proposal. I never planned to do a PhD, as I...

it has been a year my dear and we have seen the world but we have also come to know the smallness of our room the thoughts plastered ag...

a city made from broken dreams and melancholy broken bodies decorate the hollow walls My fiance and I recently had the opportuni...

In a previous post, I discussed an Eagle that a local sanctuary took care of. This week, I want to show the friendliest little owl, fro...

Hello everyone! It's been a while since my last post, and I apologize for the inconsistency. I'm excited to share something new, inspired...

Generated using AI It's a beautiful thing, this love of yours Mornings spent with your fingers threaded in my hair Sunlight filters in, ...

Every year, or every few months, or every, some unspecified length of time, I get to thinking about the relationship of time, light and p...

Sometimes, I sit and just think about it—minimalism. Not the kind that’s all white walls and empty counters. The kind that lives in the s...

So, about the work thing, na? Like, before, it was the office, the daily grind, you do your tasks, and salary comes in, correct? It gives...

drenched in purple fields of sky fell to earth she stood and stared at nothing but a field of purple An Ode to the Girl Who I C...

constant reshuffling of movement that emerges from chaos and order clashing between fire and water oh the sweet contradiction that need...

Isn't it funny how things Pan out Sometimes being alone i think is the answer to all our problems. Yes you get bored. Boredom breeds self...

climbing out of chaos’ cave humbled by the desire to know what lies behind the truth we carry a burden so heavy with doubt that we reme...

late summer afternoon rains dance across the horizon illuminated by lighting strikes and accompanied by thunderous roars birds take fli...

the sky darkened and the birds quieted themselves an eerie feeling of dread enveloped us all as the monsters beyond this world began th...

Why are you here? Why are you anywhere? What motivates and informs your choices? We seem to live in a world where there is a lot of focus...

Sometimes I find myself staring at things like books and wonder, what does it all mean, what does it all matter? And how did I get to t...

The Movement Series So Far A Series of Photographs With an Old Nikon NIKKOR 50mm f/1.8 AI Lens Movement I | Movement II | Movement III ...