B.F.F. — Or Atleast Until You’re Lame

1. “You never have friends like you did when you were young,” sings Blake Sennet of The Elected; and I suppose he is right–though I hate to admit it. It would be nearly impossible to sustain friendships like those from my childhood. At twenty seven, I have so little time–or I’m far more selfish with [...]

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Ever Widening Rings

I want to write about circles–those perfect shapes. When Giotto Di Bondone meant to prove himself an artist to the pope, he drew one perfect circle and smiled. In Hindu and Buddhist culture, the mandala is a holy and grand concentric diagram representing essence, completion, and some say, the Self. The compass’s circular shape, the [...]

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