Life
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Chapter 6 from Station Eleven
After watching a replay of a book reading at the Urgent Optimists, I really find the book Station Eleven riveting. It even hits differently now that I am reading it two years into the pandemic. Though the pandemic in the novel is much worse that what we went through, I still find Chapter 6 (An… Read more
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The problem isn’t the tech?
There have been so many times when I keep thinking about the bad habits I acquired through the years. What kind, you ask? The practices that bother me are primarily about how I relate with my phone. It feels like an itch I couldn’t scratch. As if there’s something wrong, but I cannot figure it… Read more
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Letter no. 20
Dear reader from the future, I’m still writing this during the pandemic, but this letter is about the ongoing unrest between Ukraine and Russia. Why would we bother? Because as a people, we are all connected in networks, seen and unseen. And the tension between Ukraine and Russia is starting to seep through all of… Read more
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Back up a little further
When one door closes in, right on your face, just back up a little bit. Then, perhaps, back up a little further. In that way, you’ll be able to see a broader view of what’s around you. Another door might be open on the other side but easy to miss because you’re probably too invested… Read more
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How do you spend your time?
How often do you begin your day? How do you spend it and end it with your hands almost and always groping around for your devices? Just as their creators envisioned a world where devices help us make the most of our day by taking away the things that consume most of our time, we… Read more
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In debt?
Debt gives you the ability to live through today by borrowing the life you could enjoy tomorrow. So, if you are simply putting yourself in debt because of the fleeting things you want to enjoy now, you might be robbing yourself of the freedom your tomorrow self would be glad to have. Playing catch-up never… Read more
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The dog I saw
When I was traveling one afternoon, my eyes wandered on the sidewalk and stopped at the sight of a dog lying on the ground. It looked just like a dog lying on its side, actually. Nothing special. However, I wondered how it continued to move its hind leg as if wriggling (or perhaps, writhing). But… Read more
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