Take Things Slowly

I love to observe unhurried people. Their peace is energizing. They make rebellion to the prevalent notion look good. I want to pick their brains.

The Fables of my Ancestors, Part 1

It is sad fact that I must relate, and probably, many of my peers will agree with me, that when we entered school as wide-eyed toddlers in the 80s, the first stories we heard were stories concocted in the West by our Caucasian brothers. I do not discount the fact that the likes of tales […]