The Small Value of Advice
Can I give you some advice? It is perhaps one of the greatest bullshit rhetorical questions there is. When someone asks you that question, their advice is going to follow. Taking away the line used by movie villains in their first on-screen meeting with the protagonist, the advice you give or get when it comes to matters you consider vital to the head and the heart is minuscule. In fact, it is...
Why I Cannot See Myself on a Desert Island
It’s a classic scenario. Stranded on a desert island somewhere in the tropics. Just you alone with your thoughts. It is often used as an example to determine your preferences; people will ask, for example, if you could only bring one book/cd/supermodel to the island which would it be. Those hypothetical situations are not what I think of when someone mentions a desert island. When it...
The fall leaves wear frowns Burned orange, dry gold and brown Winds betray vibrance
The Philosophy of the Choices We Make
I am not the sharpest piece of cutlery in the drawer, yet I am not the dullest piece of iron in the scrap heap. What the horrid analogy in the opening sentence of this blog is attempting to allude to is that people often tell me I think or dwell on aspects of life too much. It is a self-realization I have had since I was a young person and it does not necessarily mean I am a person of higher...