Have I not said it enough… The summer healed me. I’m recharged and ready for the new year. Are you?
Extract from Max, I Just Needed a Catalyst
(…)
Max stares at me as if I had suddenly become an enemy. I don’t care. He decamps with the same attitude I first saw him walking around. His slightly huddled posture gives him victim credibility, but I know by now that he has many more sides. I always told him that if I’d write about us, I’d mention the alignment of his back. As if he was too sorry, too tall, too oppressed, but at the same time, he never was the one bullied (or was he?! I’m sorry...). Tears start rolling up down my eyes. I know it, it’s the blues that appear when mourning the ideal of a lover. I stand up, and as I leave, Isabelle’s gaze crosses through mine. I run upstairs to the ready-made backstage where no one is to be found.
As I climb the polished marble stairs, a part of me starts to wonder: WHAT IF I had misread the vibes? WHAT IF he was truly a nice guy? WHAT IF I hurt him when I told him I could never love a man? WHAT IF I made him distant by mentioning the other lovers around? WHAT IF I made a mistake by not making clear that he, indeed, was occupying a corner of my mind?
“What? In six months, you won’t be around? How are we supposed to fall in love in such a short amount of time?”
Is this how you fall?
There is
A million thing
Happening throughout
There is
A thousand angels
Turning around
There is
This life on a short timeline
And I Don’t Need This
Do I?
That small bulb of light in the draft of life is a silly little fire titled hope. It’s a blaze that keeps you hanging and trusting even when all the fact proves otherwise. I loved her. She fed me so many times. Today, her flame stands too weak. I better trust the signs.
Is it worse to be rejected without having been able to show the best of your love and capabilities, or to be abandoned after showing who you truly are?
As I sit, the ice cube machine keeps rolling. I’m glad someone put it on. As in my everyday habits, I start gripping a few onto my hand and deliver them to my mouth.
“Ouch.”
I quickly turned around, observing if someone else was sitting around. No one. I whisper:
“The fuck?”
“Yes, you heard me. Stop chewing me like this. It’s bad for your teeth.”
“Yo. What?”
“I heard you weeping.”
(…)
YOUR MONTHLY TOPIC… MIND ENHANCEMENT (((::
In this episode, I tried to cover some of my findings and interests in the question of mind enhancement and its ethics. What is exactly cognitive enhancement? How is it currently developed? What are the moral and ethical questions one should consider when developing such technologies? Hope you babes have fun and learn something through this.
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Thanks for reading <3