
Monsters can be little. Monsters can be old. Hell, monsters can be us.”
— Hunters, S1E2: “The Mourner’s Kaddish”
An aspiring writer fascinated by what we simply are.
Monsters can be little. Monsters can be old. Hell, monsters can be us.”
— Hunters, S1E2: “The Mourner’s Kaddish”
People put up a lot of walls. Bring a sledgehammer to your life.”
— Westworld, S3E2: “The Winter Line“, HBO
If the industrial era was about building things, the social era is about connecting things, people and ideas.” — Nilofer Merchant (via FREE MARKET)
Other people are a prison, even when they are also a paradise. To balance freedom with expectation, your own needs and what they need from you, what you want me to be and who they wish you were is a daily struggle. I wonder sometimes who I would be if there were no other people in the world. Nothing like myself at all I suppose but what if everyone disappeared tomorrow? Who would I be without those eyes on me and the voices asking and imploring? Without ever having to wear the mask again would I finally get a chance to see myself fully? Would I be happy?
I don’t think so, now that I really try to imagine it. I quite like my paradise thank you very much, even when the bars become visible and I remember there is no way out.