[32] Birds of Freedom

[32] Birds of Freedom

Attention! Stay Strong! Humans Don't Cry! These words were inscribed on a wall under which I watch a human like me, traumatised, unlike me. The ground is neat and clean, we humans have done a massive job at cleaning our surroundings to mirror our inner thinking, clean as a whistle. Up in the air were [...]

[5] Who am I?

[5] Who am I?

I am "....partly truth, partly fiction. A walking contradiction." It is difficult to know yourself, the real true self. If you shed your skin, underneath you'll find another layer and then another. How do you climb down to the deepest holes to find one's true self? First, there is a possibility that you will weep [...]