The Human Confusion
So I’ve decided to start a writing blog. And yet, I hate writing. I hate the way that words become so hard because they are suddenly so important. I hate the way that my mind is degraded by the words that it uses and depends on, I hate that it is a perfect reflection of my own being and that its emptiness just reminds me of my nothingness. For me, writing is a bit like vomiting. It’s...