Category Archives: soliloquies

Epiphanies: Enhancements, implants and futility

In a day and age where you can augment the human body in a litany of ways. The one medium where lasting enhancement has been procured for millenia, via the pages of a book… Is seen as an oddity of sorts. Breasts, abdominals, buttocks, hair… But the brain, why would anyone waste their time onContinue reading “Epiphanies: Enhancements, implants and futility”

The Cheering Section

Who needs the roar of the crowd? When they will obscure the echo of. The faithful… Those who cheer through clenched teeth. Struggling to stay afloat in the seas… The raging tides that are those misplaced, notions of your failure. Blinded… By the glare of green… Inadequacy, known as envy. Copyright © 2015 ShunPwrites. AllContinue reading “The Cheering Section”

Blinders off – A soliloquy

People treat the acquisition of wisdom as if were the plague – while the art of basking in ignorance is placed on pedestal. When we deny our contradictions they will mutate into a far more deadly form… Hypocrisy.

Harboring no illusions

I don’t point the finger of accusatory indignation at those who tread a different path than I. Fortunately, I don’t hold myself in that high of an esteem – to graduate to a pedestal – truth be told I’m a “hot mess”. I’ve come to acknowledge my foibles, shortcomings, contradictions and the like as aContinue reading “Harboring no illusions”

The start of the ending

The greatest crime is complacency of thought, in this vaccum lives a dearth of wisdom, which is an inhospitable environment for it to flourish. The quest to push past boundaries that endeavor to incarcerate and murder what could be evolutionary steps, is often treated as an optional pursuit. I’ve born witness to many a rantContinue reading “The start of the ending”

Savoring the simple

I search for venues like this for one simple reason, one that is often overlooked and that I have written endlessly about… Sanity. Being in the midst of solace gives me something that I am unable to get anywhere else, a conduit to an indefatigable supply of sanity. Is sanity a state of being, anContinue reading “Savoring the simple”