Before the internet, we might have been more productive, filling our overwhelming sense of loneliness with hobbies and activities that take place in an actual physical environment.
Our species is not alone in our fascination with the posterior. It is believed that human breasts were even selected to resemble the buttocks. Why? Because our quadrupedal ancestors used to mount their mates from behind.
From my perspective it was difficult to see the urgency, or what suffering could even mean for something inanimate.
Spectrum Productions is one of my favorite things in the virtual world. The production company is composed mainly of young filmmakers on the autism spectrum.
You could fall into the pit of snakes like a Russian ballerina and the collision would be so fluid it would be difficult to distinguish you from the snakes.
This poem bares an authenticity, which I find alluring. While Eva Hoffman still seems to be developing her rhyming talents, I find her punctuation electric, her tone very affable, and her ability to translate so many layers of raw memory superior.
What a strange world we’ve all been subjected to. Centuries after the European exodus, decades after the abolishment of overt slavery… Tourism, recreational flight, plastic islands, Matthew Mcconaughey… It’s all so strange.
My mother and I went to the market square last Tuesday. She was excited about the desserts and told me she would buy a “treat.” I nodded and went to go order lunch.
Soldiers come back from the strangest of places, mentally. It would be horrible to come back to what used to be your home only to realize they can’t give you proper therapeutic support.
What if you realized you could be doing better? Not in terms of your career or your calculable successes but in terms of transmitting love and positive energy into the universe?