A ghost story that explores memory, loss, and the stories we tell about the dead. When a young teacher in 1960s Hong Kong takes her own life, she leaves behind questions that haunt a seven-year-old student for decades. This fictional reimagining gives voice to the silence, followed by a meditation on fiction’s power to offer second existences to those whose lives were cut short.
Category Archives: Philosophy & Thought
The Day That Wouldn’t Turn: A Short Story
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.—Czesław Miłosz I got off the bus into the early dark. That particular November dusk already filled with a cool sensation. A woman stood still beneath the amber streetlight. Leaves from the trees that lined the street dropped andContinue reading “The Day That Wouldn’t Turn: A Short Story”
Telescopic Lives: A 400‑Year‑Old Man Remembers
Inspired by a story of extraordinary longevity, this piece imagines how memory shifts, blurs, and reshapes itself across four centuries.
A Star that Shines with Words
The other day, my brother asked if I’d managed to build a following for my blog. Well, I’m not particularly trying to build a crowd; I’m trying to become a star – one that shines with words. Even if I exist as a solitary star in a quiet corner of the universe, that doesn’t matter.Continue reading “A Star that Shines with Words”
Mining Dreams: How to Capture Your Subconscious Creativity
You wake from a vivid dream filled with creative potential, only to watch it vanish within minutes. Should you sacrifice sleep to write it down, or let the inspiration slip away? There’s a third option: a simple compromise that artists have used for centuries to mine their subconscious without losing rest.
On Stillness, Memory, and the Subconscious
Stillness, memory, and dreams meet in the subconscious, where quiet moments awaken creativity and meaning.
Discovering Stillness in Small Moments — A Reflection on Life’s Impermanence
Sunlight streaming through a café window caught the rising steam from my coffee, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. A reflection on how the smallest moments reveal the sublime nature of impermanence.
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