There’s a small, remote village that resides on the outskirts of Rome. An air of tranquillity floats around the place. One night, the village is tormented by a terrible noise emanating from the hills across the valley. It is a roar of a lion, but one that pierces the air of tranquility all through the… Read More androcles and the lion.
We are the loneliest, most disconnected generation. Our values have been hijacked, and we gorge on them like junk food. We live alone in small apartments, a far cry away from the tight-knit communes with close friends that Epicurus knew was vital for our wellbeing. We believe that we are unique in our individual troubles,… Read More blind eye to the burns.
How long until we sink to the bottom of the sea? When will our vices and our personal darkness catch up with us, or can we ever hope to outrun them? How long do we have to lurk in the wilderness, outside of relevance or reverence? ‘Sin’ is unique in that, typically, only the sinner… Read More confront sin.
Anger is not a failing or fault, whether it’s deep-rooted or merely surface level. Reason is but a servant of Passion, so it would be a great disservice to ignore it for fear of appearing emotionally haphazard. Self control is, of course, an illusion, and to think otherwise would be to believe that existing entirely… Read More to be angry.
This last weekend away in Malta was enjoyable and particularly insightful for a number of reasons. To begin with, it signified an extension of the long-lasting bond I have had this with this group of boys. As I near my 22nd birthday in the coming week, it would mean that I have known these boys… Read More sheer nothing.
It’s getting to nearly a year since I started this blog, which is quite an achievement given the frankly unsustainable rate at which I have picked up and dropped hobbies. To be honest, I didn’t have a burning desire to take this on at all, but I felt myself being drawn closer to the idea… Read More knowing my ‘self’.
It is quite tiring to encounter the same malevolence again and again. The same people who are solely determined to belittle and destroy those that are on the path to greatness. It doesn’t even have to be greatness – just any individual who is moving ahead, whilst the onlooking critic curses the quicksand that they… Read More flattery fuel.