Inside the Universe
A mirror can reflect my face without knowing it’s a face.
A violin can make me cry without having tear ducts.
A pretty face or empathy-shaped language is not empathy.
Style or insightful phrasing is not an inner life.
When language sounds human, we instinctively imagine a human speaker behind it.
She must be looking for me the same way I am looking for that person. Read more from here...
Housefly
Should I lie and say something else?
What have I actually observed in this world?
I witnessed every woman I met choose someone-anyone-but never me.
Should I pretend they rejected me because there’s some fundamental flaw in me?
If my heart is not able to feel love at all,
or the thing in my heart is not love at all? Read more from here...