The Northern 📍

  Wise Men Say- Only Fools Rush In.      But I can’t help, falling in love with you.      Had that stuck in my head this morning. No clue why. Can’t say I’m anywhere close to rushing in to anything at this point. However, I still find it to be one of the better songs I know.        Music and art have taken such a turn for the worse. Everything today is made with the goal of simply being bought and mass-consumed, to market and sell a product which holds zero emotional importance. It has been completely hijacked to nothing more than a game of numbers- be it on the billboard or in the bank account. The entire arts industry is at one of the worse crossroads of all-time. Which is a direst reflection of the society we currently live in.      We live in a period where arts and culture are dying. Slowly but surely, everything is beginning to fall apart. Music and cinema have completely lost their soul. These once-great forms ...

  It’s raining outside.      Today is one of those days, where everything seems gloomy. No sun, all clouds and a ton of rain. Normally, I’d enjoy this kind of weather. Stay inside, grab a coffee and enjoy the tranquility. Today, however, I can’t help but feel the gloom outside reflecting how I feel within.      Things are bad. Everywhere, all over the world. It’s a non-stop bombardment of negative news and media, 24/7. My situation is becoming more and more hopeless, and I find it difficult to find the light. The irony, I suppose, is that I am meant to stand tall regardless. I am meant to not be afraid of the darkness, ignore the evil, and put my head down and work. Something inside of me is struggling with the constant battle between good and evil, over and over again.        Spiritual Warfare is an exhausting battle. Make no mistake- that is exactly what is going on. We are being attacked on all fronts, by an invisible enemy. The ...

  I need a vacation.      Serious. Somewhere warm. This winter thing isn’t my vibe anymore. I’m tired of it.      Every single day, waking up to the ice and snow. Negative degrees celsius outdoors, just waiting to attack you. Everyday, wrapping up my face with cloth to keep myself from freezing. Why on Earth did my ancestors choose here to live?      I often wonder about that, when thinking about the past. Before things became solid, and borders were a thing, why would anybody choose to live in the north? Throughout history, people who lived in the ice and snow have had harder lives than those who lived in the south. Southern land, surrounded by water and warmth. The sun, beaming down upon you every day. Warm temperatures, giving you a sense of belonging and happiness within. Just being outside in the sun can do wonders for you mental and physical health. Instead? Here I am, layered up in the depths of winter, pretending like life is fun...