Tag: science
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Um…Hi?
Realising that the last thing I wrote on here was with regards to dating apps truly haunts me inside. Maybe writing that oh so magical post zapped all the magic from within me and had me running for the hills on my hiatus for so long? Or maybe it’s because I was afraid of judgment,…
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Why Does Relaxing Feel Like A Sin?
*Why does this photo make me laugh so much? I’m wrong for this. Is it just me or does she look like the lead in ‘Voldemort’s half-sister’ or something (ok never mind)? đ Ahem, guilt shouldnât rid us of the pleasure of taking a break, relaxing shouldnât be deemed a âsinâ. Nor a ârewardâ for…
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Why Is Life So Hard (Sometimes)?
âLife is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.â– Confucious I think we can convince ourselves at times that the word ‘simple’ is synonymous with ‘boring’. And no-one wants a boring life, right? So what do we do, we fill our day with numerous ‘tasks’, be it in the physical sense or simply…
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Can Even Mushroom Clouds Have Silver Linings?
Can even mushroom clouds have silver linings? Can we find positives among the negatives that have arisen due to the global spread of the life-threatening virus – âcoronavirusâ? This is not an attempt to turn my head away from the serious consequences that the contagious virus has had on our lives, the mortality, the…
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The Great Indoors
As you down your vitamin D tablets like the sun-loving junkie that you are, perhaps with the other hand you could do something a little bit more pleasurable (not like that), during these unprecedented times we find ourselves in. Below, from the fluffy fun depths of my mind, I share with you just some of…
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Volunteering: Help Others And You Help Yourself
They say the best way to feel better about yourself is through helping others. And in no act is this more clear than that of voluntary work. ‘Volunteering’ can refer to a smorgasboard of activities. Whether you simply take an old dear’s chihuahua out for a walk or wash the windows for your neighbour, the…
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Question Time
Although some may argue that my elevator doesnât quite reach the top floor, I do have my sporadic occasional moments of wishful thinking I’ll have you know. And in those moments of synaptic wildfire, curiosities and peculiarities roam the plains of my mind like migrating wildlife of the African Savannah. Just some of the questions…
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Poem: Ocean
The ocean hugs the shoreline like a mother does her child. Waves crash against the coastline as the stars above collide. A million lightyears away, do planets exist like mine? Why does it matter anyway? For itâs Earth where I reside. The sunlit sands so soft to touch, as Mr Sunshine beams his smile,…
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Poem: The Moon
One small step for man, One giant leap for mankind. A man upon the moon you say? Why yes, âtwas the year of 1969. The moon, La Luna, How mind-boggling you are to the eye. Spherically similar to the Earth, Yet still as different as day is to night. A guardian of light,…
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Poem: Planet Earth
What is this planet we call home? Crying tears of salt water, Which hugs the coastlines days later. Spouting rivers of lava, Meandering from vast volcanic craters. Motions of oceans, You see land, you feel safer. Deserted deserts. Here thirst does not waver. Hosting the coldest of climates Where chances of death become greater.…
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Poems: My Self-Written Seasonals
What better way to welcome in the season of Summer than to give a recap of the ones that come before and after it through poetry: The Fall of Autumn Death never looked so beautiful, Leaf litter burnt orange in the fading Autumn sun, Crunches beneath my feet as the day carries on. The…
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Poem: Time
We think about the future, So that we can enjoy its âpresentâ. But like a dollar bill drifting in the wind. We never do quite catch it. We worry that itâs not on our side. Like itâs going by too quickly. Asking âwhere does it flyâ? Time – isnât it a peculiar concept?…
The Neon Squid 