why I hate mondays
monday has never personally harmed me and yet I distrust it completely. # I know hating Monday is the least original personality trait in human history. There are mugs about...
Questions & Musings
ECLIXAR
digital diary
Journal.
fragments of quiet intelligence
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
Every article is a scene. Every word, a frame of something that would not have remained, had it not
been writtenFrom the archive.
Traditions & Culture
green saturday
I own approximately three green things and apparently today everybody expects one of them. # St Patrick’s Day, which has somehow become an excuse for people in Milano to wear...
Memory & Time
rewind please
some songs don’t remind you of a year. they physically put you back inside it for four minutes. # Winamp betrayed me tonight. I had music on while fixing something...
Networks & Codes
forgotten passwords and other tragedies
apparently security means protecting my accounts from everybody, including me. # I forgot a password today and somehow this became a forty minute battle between me and a machine. `”Incorrect...
Networks & Codes
the internet makes everybody braver
it’s amazing how courageous people become when the other person’s face is replaced by a little blinking cursor. # Somebody left a stupid comment on essencedemoi.com last night. Not interesting...
Power & Society
mimosa, thanks but no thanks
international women’s day, apparently celebrated by handing me a yellow plant I don’t particularly want. # Happy Women’s Day. Yes, thank you, no mimosa required. XD I don’t hate mimosa....
Questions & Musings
people are exhausting
I like people individually. humanity as a group needs to lower its voice. # Today I wanted everybody to stop talking to me. Not forever. Maybe forty minutes. XD There...
Questions & Musings
things that happen at three in the morning
nothing intelligent has ever begun with somebody saying wait, I have an idea at 3:07 in the morning. # Why are conversations at three in the morning completely different from...
Body & Energy
spring my ass
march arrives and everybody immediately starts saying spring as though saying it will change the temperature. # SPRING MY ASS. XD I don’t know who decided March means spring because...
Memory & Time
february could have been shorter. oh, wait.
the shortest month still managed to contain approximately six weeks. impressive. # February is over and yes, I know it is literally shorter than every other month, but somehow it...
Essence & Future
moving out of your own head too
I moved blogs in january. unfortunately the more difficult website to reorganise is apparently my brain. # I’ve been thinking about how easy it was to decide Splinder didn’t fit...
Music & Sound
saturday night without a plan
everybody says let’s just see what happens until midnight arrives and nobody has decided anything. # No plan tonight. I hate no plan. People always say, “We’ll decide later.” Later...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.