Alright, here we go. The first episode of the Nothing In Particular (NIP) is up and running. We kick things off by talking about death.
Listen: Totally Killing It
I wish the dead could speak. I don’t want to listen to family members talk about how much it hurts that they are gone. Or whatever their friends have to say about all they have left behind. Instead, I seek to find what went through their minds during the last few minutes of their lives. And I want to hear about it from them.
I dearly hope there was some pleasantness in the process. Perhaps, a well-produced vignette, capturing some of the best moments of their lives. A beautiful and haunting cello composition that picked up its pace for the second half. Faces of children, lovers, and pets. Sound-bites of promises kept. Pencil sketches of childhood vacations.
poems and photographs
The Escaping Project
literature, philosophy, culture
I do not TRUST, I BELIEVE. 😄
Searching the meaningless existence in a missing universe.
Love life, explore and pen it down to cherish forever.
I wonder who doesn't suck at marriage on some level...
Poetry & Me
Musings on Life, Love, and Linguini