I was never alone. Even in the silence between heartbeats, they were there—shifting at the edges of awareness, pressing against the fabric of my mind. In my ignorance, I thought them demons, hungry and insatiable, their whispers twisting through my thoughts like creeping vines, choking out the light. I feared their touch, recoiled from their … Continue reading They Were Always With Me
In the shadow of a once blazing sun, a garden of silent anguish now lies barren—a field where seeds of care and hope were expected to flourish but instead withered beneath a sky of neglect. The seasons turned, yet in that time, a storm of unseen contagion swept through, as if a misinterpreted omen had … Continue reading Tale of Neglected Warnings and Broken Umbrellas
Every generation sees the world through the lens of its own struggles. Those who have endured hardship often look upon those who have not with a mix of pride and frustration. “We suffered, we toiled, we endured. Why don’t they have to?”But this is the wrong question. The real question is: “Wasn’t this the goal?”The … Continue reading Tomorrow Was Meant to Be Brighter
A young seeker visited Master Jinen and asked,"Where does reality begin?"Jinen handed them a smartphone. The seeker scrolled."Where does it end?" they asked.Jinen took the phone and refreshed the feed."Master, I don’t understand!" the seeker said.Jinen smiled. "Neither does the algorithm."At that moment, the seeker awakened.
How have your political views changed over time? I've abandoned the naive hope that leaders might be wise, rather than wealthy fools stumbling through decisions with pockets deeper than their thoughts. We’ve been told the same story for generations: the rich rule, and the rest serve. It’s presented as if it’s an unchangeable truth, woven … Continue reading A Story We Tell Ourselves
No one knew where they came from, and no one really bothered to ask. They weren’t the kind of person you’d notice right away. Their clothes were simple, their step unhurried, and they never raised their voice. They had a way of blending into the background, watching the world go by like a quiet observer, … Continue reading All They Needed Was to Live in a World of Peace
There was someone I knew once, a long time ago. They were not born to the world as many are, at ease with the currents of society, but they learned to flow with it out of love. Love, you see, is a powerful teacher. It can make us tender and adaptable, as it did for … Continue reading Love, Loss, and Letting Go: The Painful Beauty of Impermanence
Something I learnt in the last few years. This body—well, it’s seen better days. It creaks, it aches, it stumbles more than it should. Some mornings, even standing feels like a triumph. But through all of that, something unexpected has settled in—a quiet understanding, shaped as much by the struggles as by the small, fleeting … Continue reading The Beauty of a Cracked Mirror
I prefer to keep a low profile. It's not that I'm antisocial—I respect everyone's right to be social and connect. I'm just more of a non-social type. I like to blend in, avoid too much attention, and leave without making a big splash. Just like the others who were here before me, who no one … Continue reading What Watches from the Corner of the Room?
What’s one thing I’d change about myself? Probably the part that got stuck somewhere around the year 2000. But honestly, I like it here—it’s comfy, and the save icon still makes sense. Old enough to remember when computers relied on audio tape recorders to store and retrieve data. That sound—half screech, half static—marked the beginning … Continue reading How Old Am I?
A Fool's Handbook 