During the past week, I disappeared in the haze of Floridan atmosphere... Spring break!

To sum up the whole experience in a single non-expressive word, it'd be wild.
In particular, there are two things that were extra annoying...

1. Everybody's high"Florida is heaven if you want to smoke weed ( Read more... )

Simply put, we don't learn our lessons.
We don't want to eat meat before the pudding.

Lately, I've been into several debates about democracy and human rights, how the people should wake up and smell the coffee about their lost/stolen rights, and the great one way of living together in a most structured and humane way ( Read more... )

I hate it when the smell of burnt weed sticks to my clothes ( Read more... )

The general has been out in the battlefield for long. After many restless battles, victories and wounds; after the glow of the shiny swords' blades has dimmed and the symphony of the war drums has lost its awe, the general returned to his tent ( Read more... )

Here is how they catch monkeys in India and South America. They tie anarrow neck bottle to a tree. In the bottle they place a banana. The monkey passes by, perceives the banana and very smartly manages to squeeze its hand into the bottle and slips its fingers around the banana in the larger inner area of the bottle ( Read more... )

A traveler, who has been lost in the desert for long, has found a tree.
He sat in the shadow of the tree for some time, ate from its fruit, then stood up and continued his journey.

Like life, like the tree, under which the traveler has taken a break from his eternal journey; from the forgotten to the unknown.

Listen to the music