Monthly archives: May, 2015


A hanging needle. Still. Stagnant. Meaningless. Valueless. But the same needle, when vibrates, leaves its stationary state, may signal an earthquake. May signal an apocalypse.


I sometimes wonder whether men ever really truly grow up. They seem to remain little boys forever. No, I don’t wonder about it. I know it. And they always need women to make them better afterwards. That’s the balance of nature, that’s the power distribution of nature.

Everybody knows Cryptography

Cryptography – secret messages? No. These are the messages that everybody can see but nobody knows what they mean, unless of course you have the key to decipher the message. But, is that very different from talking? When people talk to each other, they never say what they actually mean, what they actually want to…