Ronie Dinosaur

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 87 - What is Peace? Philosophically, this sits at the fault line between existentialism and social reality. Existentialism says: you are free, therefore responsible. Society says: you are responsible, therefore guilty. Neither asks whether you wanted to be here. Consent is quietly skipped, and then morality begins its lecture. Read more from here...

Title - Self-respect A saint received an imaginary god. A monk found impermanent peace. A lover gained fleeting love. Academics and intellectuals earned money. An artist forged lasting artifacts. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 49 - Original and Copies Original and copies- one slap lands on your cheek, the other still pending, waiting to be offered. That’s fake. That’s not ahimsa; that’s cowardice. Read more from here...

From age 21 to 33 - twelve long years - I kept my body and my heart locked away from any woman. I didn't touch a single girl for twelve years. Now, at 42, I still have no girlfriend, no hand to hold, no voice that calls me hers - never had. I didn’t finish my degree, and I carried the debt of my parents’ favours - debts I had to repay, along with the blame of running away from my obligations. Still, I earned about 300,000 dollars in that time, without anyone investing a dime in me. Childhood vanished into studying for a future I never reached, and most of my youth burned up fulfilling duties that never fed my soul. I walked away from my studies because they no longer served my purpose - books couldn’t give me the emotional intelligence I needed to talk to a girl, to express myself, to be human in the ways that matter. Read more from here...

He ran carrying the corpse of Sati on his shoulder, asking the sky, “What is this weight? Why me?” I run with empty fists clenched so tightly the knuckles bleed, daring the same sky: “Look me in the eye. Stop whining. Stop cheating. Fight fair.” My arms are not open in surrender; Read more from here...