Simulation
I sometimes find myself spiraling into this question that just won’t let me go. Why do we even exist? Like, what is the actual point of you or…
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A Christmas Without Walls
Hate for Christmas felt unusually loud this year. It has been growing slowly, silently, like rust on the idea of harmony, and each year it becomes harder to…
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The First stone and the The Power of Recognition
Though I was born and raised within Christianity, I no longer know if I can call myself religious. At least not in the way I once did. I…
