And I thought to myself, the night does not choose to hide. It shows itself to us fully and fully it gives way to our inner emotions, the mirror as shadow. Winter announces its long arrival and slow departure. What is darkness to those of us with promise’s light? What is this drawn breath from the heart? Wind in cycle and snow in cycle, land sounds in cycle. Countless messages, to past lives.
The streetcar down Spadina lulls one’s senses to that something beyond, the grey cloud and the red cloud, the lapping water and the calm water. This is no longer a world of wheels, nor that of beginnings and ends. When it turns (that sweet, metal curvature), the Earth turns, and we turn, and the sky deepens slowly.
The act of collecting little things of nature is delightful, children’s tales told in the early evening delightful. The granite rocks and acorns from Muskoka this weekend. The plump chestnuts on the bikelane of Hoskin Street this afternoon. The dried spotted corn from seasons ago, the mini pumpkins from Kensington Market. Those that are free are the most delightful, but regardless, they are all beautiful in their permanent impermanence. Last week during a creative writing […]
Today was the Climate Strike of Toronto, and it was a damn beautiful day, clear skies and mild wind. It felt good for the spirit. Toronto’s attendance (~75 000), paled in comparison to Montreal’s 500 000. Numbers are everything, but only everything to a certain extent. Some of my friends suggested storming a Bank next time. How do we awaken within the urgency of the situation? I know I go back and forth. Slumbering in […]
As a “young”, “emotional”, “confused” person, I’ve realized and I’ve been persuaded that many of life’s parts are a series of contradictions and tensions that need to be dealt with or else left alone. Today I had a conversation over spotted apples and it’s made me think about what exactly what I want from life, both because it did and because I wanted to capitalize on such a rare instance of lucid confusion. I would […]
After a tough first week back in Toronto (why do I always think I’ve got ahold of the transition?) I am moving into the end of the second week, beginning of the third, with a much more elated heart. In some ways I would prefer not to admit that so overtly, but I suppose I should admit some good things, sometimes. Today David Suzuki spoke to a group of us up on the rooftop patio […]
Ah. The furious cycle of August. Not over! Not over. But what feels like soon, and what is soon. In the beginning of it all I had made a trip to the library, and came out with two books from Chinese Non-Fiction. The smaller one was a a truly small one, the type with the cover-jacket-flap-in-one that purported to concisely summarize the Cultural Revolution (Oxford). The second was a wider, longer hardcover, pink on the […]
Which I have, like slipping into a river half-consciously, allowed to dictate my summer’s happiness and unhappiness. Which I un-proudly recognize as not-a-bad struggle to have. Which has made me dream of Europe as necessity like food – delusion. Which my parents plopped me into, and have kindly encouraged me through. Which is just a number, just a 500$+ number, just a career-deciding number, just a damn set of three numbers between a breath and […]
In no particular order, just as I think of them… Spoilers definite. 1. Opening scene of Season 2. The regality, that jumpsuit… the mirror’s truth/horror. 2. “Is it me, or is it God?” – the heartbreak and the tenderness. 3. Hot Priest’s speech about how romantic people are actually very strong. I felt giddily validated. Can we also speak to the bride and the groom’s outfits? So… on point. Refreshing! […]
I am trying (perhaps obsessively, perhaps counterintuitively) to spend less time on Instagram and Twitter – but more so the former. I am reasoning that if I have the platform to write my “b-list” thoughts in a slightly more fleshed-out manner than I could on social media, I will devote less and less attention/importance to said social media. Also, would love to meet more like-minded and just plain interesting people. I know I can do […]