Hunting Does Not Exist
I was thinking about whether or not it’s okay to hunt today, and something occurred to me: hunting doesn’t really exist. The word creates separation from the reality that it’s being used to describe.
Thoughts
Do I love her? Why can’t God or the universe or whatever exists let me know what I should be doing? I need to go to the gym more. Could I love her? Could I run and run and run into something else?
Certainty—Certainly Not
everything. I didn’t like being an arrogant prick all the time. I saw how I’d been—how far from myself (from that little inner Jiminy Cricket voice) I’d strayed. And I realized that I didn’t need to be that person anymore. So, I started to acknowledge that I didn’t know everything.
Passively Living
But that isn’t the case anymore. I kind of hate television now. I’ve spent years of my life watching characters do things that I’ve never done. I’ve watched heroes go into battle and defeat villains. I’ve watched people hitchhike across America and find themselves (admittedly, I probably wouldn’t do that because I don’t want to die, but what have you). I’ve watched people fall in love. And I’ve never done any of those things. And beyond that, I’ve spent all that time actively not thinking. I’ve existed in a complacent state—one that allowed for stabilization, but not growth.
We Need To Be Unreasonable
By Horisun Antunee Reasonability is death. It’s the death of imagination. It’s the death of creativity. It’s the death of an innumerable number of things. But beyond all of them, … Continue Reading We Need To Be Unreasonable
Earning Kindness?
Compassion is earned in this world. It’s something given to the people that you care about: your friends, family, lovers, etc. And I don’t understand that.
Could It Be Wrong To Write: Thought On Trees
If I write a book, and intend to publish it, then I will be doing something that will lead to the death of an insurmountable number of trees.
I Can’t Lie—So I Write
I had some issues when I was younger. Don’t worry—I wasn’t killing small animals or communing with the dead. I just lied a lot.
Could It Be Wrong To Write: Thoughts On Fate
Have you ever heard someone say, everything happens for a reason, and immediately wanted to punch them in the face? I wouldn’t blame you. The statement encompasses one of the cruelest notions ever conceptualized: fate.
Rachel Beane Exposed—Dark Secrets and Nefarious Plans Revealed
By Horisun Antunee
When you hear what I have to say, you’ll laugh. You’ll shrug your shoulders and discard my comments as madness from a stark raving lunatic.