The violence of living, of breathing, of existing, driven by nonsensical trades carried by cleverly crafted currencies. A normalcy of strife veneered by fancy things we buy. The act of doing nothing forgotten and furthermore frightening. Humans have become batteries that fear power failure; their bodies have become vehicles to carry their heads and feelings…
Kay did not know if they were in love with Neli, she just knew that she was most attracted to her. The concept of love was a sea, the bottom of which no one had reached. All love was conditional even the love they received from the one they thought loved them the most. Gogo…
It is a lonely Easter Sunday for Police Officer Mazibuko as he patrols the streets in the national lockdown. He finds himself returning to the field he used to play in as a child.
Litha is an entrepreneur who who is only worried about protecting her catering company in the midst of the Corona Pandemic
This blog reveals the musings of my inner world and how I make sense of this existence in this world. I focus on introspection, critical thinking, critical reasoning and critical reflection to meditate on pop culture, self-development, politics, and adulting amongst many other topics.