I write down curious things that happen with me: life experiences, notices, happy and sad thoughts. This section is a mix of all the things.
I’m still alive. Still fighting. Still busy with hundreds of various ideas that roam in my mind. But something is missing. It didn’t happen overnight; instead, it was slow progress of detachment. Every day for us was something new, and I opened my mind – young and uncluttered – for a different view on the life. But the daily buzz was overwhelming. I didn’t know I had to fight. We grew distant. I...
‘Today I decided to give some part of my consciousness to a tulpa I’ve named Shinyuu’. That’s how my story started back in 2014. It was a misty day, I think, even though I don’t remember it. It’s safe to assume the September was rainy. My life was a curious mix of ups and downs. Every day brought something new. Every week I had some major discovery. Every month was a significant...
You never think something like this would ever matter. Until it does. Until it hits you right in your heart, kicks you, fills you up with pain and uncertainty about who you are. And then you're full of hatred towards someone else for them only pretending they understand you; playing with you and nodding to your words only to turn away in disgust when they face the "real" you; one they prefer to...
The Lake was in there for as long as I can remember – big and dark blue, contrasted by the green of surrounding trees. Its sapphire edge turned dark azure towards the centre. The Lake was quiet. It was a place of perfect stillness, a place I visited to calm down and to be alone with my thoughts. The night welcomed me with the myriads of stars, seldom with a big moon. I’d sit there, examining the...
I’ve got a lovely new art, that finishes my ‘four seasons’ cycle – one artwork of me in Spring, Fall, Winter, and now, Spring. Let me share some insider details with you!
Notebooks are fun! I’m still in the process of finding the best tool to do the job; it was a great adventure and a grand opportunity for learning. This is a story about one of those tiny notebooks and about my journey to find a proper paper.
Writing. It’s so simple, yet, sometimes, so hard. You struggle, trying to find words. Hit the keys on the keyboard. Delete. Type more. It’s so different when you write with ink. Fountain pens are beautiful instruments. Curve after curve, the ink flows, and so does your fantasy, your imagination. A word comes to a word, the world in your head takes a second life on the paper. I’ve got a brilliant...
This was a long year. A year full of unexpected discoveries. A year of new inspirations. A year of learning.
It’s the holidays season coming right up, and with that, the birthday of my sister. I thought it’d be very appropriate to get another drawing for her, but this time I was thinking about covering the whole weird family of ours. [DragonFu](/leaving-to-dragonfu/) was very kind to work on this special painting with me. Indeed, this painting is very different from her traditional art, but it was fun...
My second birthday is coming up in a week, and it’s a good time to make a summary of things done and plans for the next twelve months.