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Of Death as an event – Insignificant or Catastrophic
Last morning, at about 4:00 AM, my attention was drawn towards Death through this essay of philosopher and journalist Stephen Cave. There was one thing that caught my attention quickly as I read the brief bio of Cave stating that his … Continue reading
Are personal relationships overrated?
Aristotle’s famous and immortal words, Man is by nature a social animal, were cited as one of the reasons, by my teacher in elementary school, for study of social sciences. Upon the foundation of this sentence, was laid the little but … Continue reading
The Flâneur in Me
The long walks that I so often take or have taken in the past, in the cities I have lived or am living, has a word for them. The word is flânerie and the one who keeps himself interested in … Continue reading
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Saudade
Is there anything or anyone that may be actually indispensable for any human? Without which or whom he/she cannot survive. Without which or whom, he/she will stop smiling, being happy, and rather be in perpetual saudade. Is there really a feeling … Continue reading
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Who wouldn’t want me?
I am happy that I did not leave anyone with loneliness. As long as I was with them, I did not allow them to be lonely and as soon as time and life made me part from them, I realise … Continue reading
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