Whispers of Ambition, Torments of Greatness. At the western edge of the earth, where the sky meets the horizon and the golden apples of Hera are jealously guarded by the Hesperides, Atlas stood watching. As Ladon flew through the night sky and the nymphs of Hera attended to daily tasks…

THE RAGING STORM “A storm rages outside, it rages with a ferocity and a sort of calculated randomness” I say my father's death changed me more than I know but if I was to say which way was the most obvious it would be the consciousness of my mortality. His…

Does everything happen for a reason, or do we attach a reason to everything? Maybe everything happens for exactly the reasons we attach to them. What about destiny? …

You do need to close your eyes to smell better The human body sends 11 million bits of information to the brain every second and the conscious mind only processes 50 bits per second. Limitless. Combat is a beautiful thing, especially when done by combatants with a similar level of…

At what point do you gaze at the certain face of death without fear? At what point do you bid the world goodbye without a sense of remorse for words not said, actions not done? At what point do you come to the end of your journey with a sense…

Pain. My favourite thing about art is that it serves as a mean for expressing emotion. Art expresses pain and I like to believe my writing is an art-form. In my view, art is anything that can provoke an emotion, a thought, or an idea and so when I write…

I constantly wonder about purpose. If there is one question which has plagued my mind more than any other, it’s the question of purpose. …

stupidity /stʃʊˈpɪdɪti,stʃuːˈpɪdɪti,stjʊˈpɪdɪti,stjuːˈpɪdɪti/ noun: stupidity; plural noun: stupidities . behaviour that shows a lack of good sense or judgement. . “I can’t believe my own stupidity” Mans most common sin must be stupidity and it embodies itself in many forms. To hate one without reason, to love one without restrictions, to…

Imagine a world where the reward for your craft was not a limiting factor. What would you do? — A world where you could do anything and you’d be content and comfortable. A world in which a choice of vocation is not dictated by financial reward. I think I’d be a teacher. In this world, I wake up everyday and make my study notes by 6am, find my way…