How Technology is Ruining Our Lives. For the most part, when people talk about technology, they focus mainly on its benefits. We all know that technology has some advantages but if we would be truthful to ourselves, we can say that it has caused more harm than good. I particularly
Once Upon a Shredded Dream. His lips tasted like honey each time we kissed. I got lost in his arms each time he held me close. But there was something that lay hidden — that, he didn’t disclose. I didn’t bother because it didn’t matter— at least that was what
When They See Us: Spoken Word Poetry (inspired by the Netflix series and the movie, Woodlawn). I heard them say that: we are not good enough we are not worthy of love. Injustice hides behind the scenes, dictating rules, implementing policies — playing politics— he causes conflicts, judges by the
Freedom Is Just An Illusion. “Free our people!” That was the cry of those who fought for the people in the days when slavery, was more physical than mental. In the days when slave masters would cruelly maltreat their slaves with hot irons, clubs and canes. In the days when
30 Things Movies Have Made Us Believe Notice: I am not the original writer of this post, I came across it on a friend’s Facebook status from 2015. Unfortunately, he too couldn’t remember where he got it from but I thought it was hilarious and decided to share. Just for
6 Lessons Love Taught Me. I lay on my bed on Saturday night as I thought deeply about what to write as my next post. Many ideas came to mind but one struck. “That’s the one”, I smiled to myself. I began to type but there weren’t any points yet.
It’s A Tough Job Being God. Download audio here: I have often wondered What it feels like to be God. Does it entail one watching the world on a screen while sipping on a cup of coffee? Does it entail pressing buttons so that the sun rises and sets while
Beyond flaws: Spoken Word Poetry. Download audio here: She was beautiful—that, I could tell. And his eyes wouldn’t get off her body and my heart couldn’t take it anymore; it bled profusely. I didn’t like her. I didn’t trust her. It wasn’t about the jealousy alone but also about the