Sinisthra

It's plain now that I have an unbridgeable estrangement from most other human beings. It could be a blossoming mental disorder, maybe something schizophrenic, but I feel that I'm losing consonance and responsiveness inch by inch. For the sake of brilliance, I stay away and occlude myself alone in my own house with literature and piles of essays and when outside, I do just the same—without physical walls. Even as I look back at recent prior entries here, I can hardly believe at times I wrote those rabid musings. I must be sick; that couldn't have possibly have been me. I can faintly recall my English instructor asking me upon reading my p

dog n. 1. A domesticated carnivorous mammal (Canis familiaris) related to the foxes and wolves and raised in a wide variety of breeds. — Answers.com What is a dog? Or rather, what isn't a dog? If it doesn't have vertebrae, is it, then, according to the aforementioned definition, a dog still? What if it isn't carnivorous? What if it isn't domesticated? What if it has three legs and not four? Plato launched an inquiry into methodological reductionism; that is, at which point in time and criteria does a dog become undefined as a dog? Exactly which rudiments and characterizations (and to which quantity and quality) must be absent for a dog

There are those whose wills are so paramount, they can die and moments later come back to life. There are those who are so dynamic, they can be shot in the head, feel absolutely nothing, and still function normally. There are those whose unleashed power is so explosive and all-pervading, they can shake the Earth and move the Sun. To awakened sleepers who come along just every once in a while, may power be with your will and may will be with your power.