Increasingly tired of the routine of daily life that presents itself as life. A futile endavour to prove everyone something we have not managed to prove ourselves. Maybe life in general is futile efforts to continuously proving ourselves worthy of what we chose to become. Choosing to live in this world. Maybe the commitments we make all become a reminiscence of the promises we had once made – not just to ourselves but to our Rabb. We fall into this …
Yazar: Elvan Safyurek
Hayaller ve hakikat bir araya gelmeyince ne yaparız? Hayallerin belki de tek püf noktası da budur. Hayallerimizi gerçekleştirmeyi engelleyen tek şey zaaflarımız olmasa gerek, Hakikatlarımızın hayallerimizle benzeş olmamasıdır belki de. Var olduğunu zannettiğimiz pencerelerin pencere olmaması, …
” Point of view: perspective of a servant in the poem ‘My Last Duchess’ by Robert Browning “ The Duchess of Astraea The painter could never hope To reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along …
The Smoke of Ashes 5 September 2065 It is 5 September 2065. I was told to keep my thoughts in my HOLO2000 device. I didn’t understand the logic. I did understand why. Obviously to …