I haven’t disappeared—life has simply become a bit hectic as I navigate this new chapter and adjust to its demands. Rest assured, there are still projects in motion.
My next philosophical post will likely explore the fascinating relationship between language and how it shapes our metaphysics, ethics, and morality. I believe Wittgenstein tread similar ground, though I find the territory compelling enough to wander through myself.
That said, I’ve also felt the tug to return to creative writing—more on that soon, perhaps. Until then, take care, and please accept this reflection as a small offering from the heart.
On a more personal note, I’ve recently returned to school in an accelerated program, which has tightened my schedule significantly. Finding time to read, think deeply, write, or even exist in the terminally-online space has been a real challenge—and that’s largely why my content has slowed.
But please know: I haven’t forgotten you. I deeply appreciate everyone who takes time to read my work—it means more than I can ever express. Though my time is thin, my desire to create is not.
I’ve been thinking about diving back into creative work—writing, poetry, perhaps even visual art. Maybe I’ll create a space to share more about what I’m studying as well. There's more to come. More to experiment with.
Thank you for your patience, your presence, and your care. Until next time.
I fled the halls where time was moving slow,
To chase the rush, yet found myself disarmed.
For there she stood—blue eyes and brunette glow—
A siren soul, by mere presence, I was charmed.
We marched as two to where the orders lie,
Her laughter light, her voice a dulcet stream.
Yet on her hand, fate's stone did catch my eye—
A diamond sealed the borders of my dream.
Still, something in her stirs my quiet ache,
A kindness born from longing left unsaid.
Though tethered hearts are not for me to take,
I gave a gift; she smiled—and I bled.
If God entwined our paths for but a day,
Then let that glimpse be light along my way.