Philosophy, according to Martin Heidegger in his Introduction to Metaphysics, was never meant to be popular. In fact, if such were the case, then that means people are being fooled into believing a bogus philosophy. Philosophy is essentially untimely because it is one of those few things that can never find an immediate echo in the present. When...

Filling the world with pastel pink! <3 ...

When Fyodor Dostoevsky’s Raskolnikov, in his magnum opus[1] Crime and Punishment, related to the readers his “Superman theory”[2] with the conviction that he (Raskolnikov) was amongst the few called to power; in the end it turned out to be an unattainable dream as the novel’s antihero fell headlong first back to earth, reality dawning upon him that he...

That great epitome of Dark Romanticism Edgar Allan Poe once said the following words: “whether people grow fat by joking, or whether there is something in fat itself which predisposes to a joke, I have never been quite able to determine…”. Excellent quote and yes, I must say that he has every right to be confused. One would...

What lurks beneath the deep blue? perhaps sinister and tenebrous perhaps the Mystery's a slew for away from it the angels flew and towards it the afreet cadaverous The mangled face behind the calm the gelignite in the pacific the shore is awash with qualm as if in Gilead to search for balm the wanderers are sophomoric It...

We've been to a lot of doctors (and none of them have a clue)                                          as                                     to        ...

I found these kawaii LTS gifs over at Tumblr. I love Little Twin Stars. They're part of my pastel pink aesthetic. If you'd like more posts like this that you can reblog, head over at my tumblr blog: aikomilky.tumblr.com Have a great day! ...

I'll be posting more cute pictures like this! ...

I had a circle of friends back in high school (11 years ago), there were 9 of us and we used to be really fond of each other. We were what you’d classify as ‘nerds’: there was JS, LL and MO gifted in the arts; we had KG the budding computer programmer; JP the taciturn brainiac who is...

The Case I used to be a wide-eyed dreamer, and perhaps I still am nowadays. I used to dream of flashing lights, cheering crowds, and explosive concert endings. I wanted to be a Rockstar. I used to think that music encompassed the entirety of my existence, and therefore my destiny. I wanted to be a musical artist. I...

The difference between writing an academic paper and with jotting down one’s opinion on a blog post does not lie alone in technique. In academic writing, we need to find sources as reference to the claims which we make in the paper, but on the other hand with blogging, the only things needed are a keen interest in...

Nothing is more lethal than the combination of fear and sex. The rush of adrenaline pumping in my veins brings me closer to the zenith of euphoria unlike any I’ve experienced before. Her name was Amaranta, like the flower. Timid yet graceful, she lit up the room on the day I first met her; thin waist, wide hips,...

kokak goes the frog from Somewhere at the farm in Salapungan, Gerona, Tarlac, the place where me and my family get mangoes                                               that we sell for a price at the palengke        ...

What’s in a picture?      A White Man                     Was his hair brown? CuzInAllPicturesItIs Was he a Jew? Nah                         CuzTheyBelongToTheirFatherTheDevil                   Kosher Jesus          ...

The house was as dilapidated as the soul of its owner. Rust permeates the roof, dirty unkempt windows with finger-stains of urchins who dare venture the territory gave away what the townspeople knew all along: that Mr. Gragasin, seventy-eight years of age, is slowly dying of an unnamed malady. Inside, walls which were once white now have a...

Today I have nothing to write, but I will write on anyway. Finding the right words is like diving headlong into an unknown ocean and surrendering to the whim of the waves. I have danced in the ocean. Flailing my arms and looking upwards at the blinding light of the sun, I am unsure if I am in...

I felt so sentimental yesterday when ate Jane and her kids visited us. I missed her. Her children were adorable and they played with Jellianne. When they left I cried a little bit because I know it would literally be years before I am able to see them again. I felt so sentimental yesterday when ate Jane and...

He loved using the Chatly app because as he himself admits, he’s too shy to meet girls in real life. The anonymous interactions that the app provided excited him even more than the possibility that somewhere in the world there is the right girl waiting for him. It was not an addiction he insists, but more of a...