The Blinking Cursor

Never mistake silence for weakness. Remember that sometimes the air stills, before the onset of a hurricane – Nikita Gill, Her Silence I tried to write this post on a Friday night. I leaned back in my bed, opened up a blank page on my laptop and stared at the cursor, blinking at me tauntingly; I […]

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The Bureau Drawer

“Do you know what a poem is, Esther?” “No, what?” I would say. “A piece of dust.” (Sylvia Plath) We exist in an odd shell. Fragility is a rich, red blood and society is a shark – but you’re protected by a shark net. You’re just bleeding out in the ocean, dying slowly, whilst the […]

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The Antagonist was a Good Man

“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep” These two lines were extracted from a favourite poem of mine, The Breeze at Dawn, written by Mewlana Rumi. They’ve been speaking to me as I have drafted this post over the past several days. I read an incredibly moving blog […]

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About Value, Words and Desire

Depending on what one desires and what they have experienced, their definition of value and any ideals attributed to it will be diverse. Of particular interest to me is the conflict between the deserved value of something and the numerical amount assigned to it, as defined by Oxford Dictionary.

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Semester Reflection: Where I’ve Come

It feels like only yesterday that I ventured onto the UOW campus for the first time, but I’m five semesters in to my degree, with four more to go (plus Honours, hopefully!), so I’ve officially passed the halfway point. It’s been an interesting semester for a few reasons. I began my public relations major, which […]

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Claire’s Meaning of Life: ∞.0

I’ve compiled some new rules for myself. I mean rules in the way of values, almost in a religious sense. In the same way a Christian might coordinate their life via the Ten Commandments or a Buddhist might adhere to the Five Moral Precepts. I’ve named it The Meaning of Life: ∞.0

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