Overture: I wrote this essay with intentions to pitch to a music website but ultimately decided to self-publish. I have always been a loner. Since I was a kid, I mostly kept to myself and could go hours without interacting with anyone, lost in my own little world. I didn’t…

On some days, you’re tired. You wake up in the morning and have no zeal to even leave bed, let alone do anything productive. You’re pulled into a knot of negative thoughts and backlash. If this only happened once in a while, it probably would be understandable. But for some…

To continue from my last article, I want to shed more light on the difference between emotions, feelings, and thoughts. As such, what we would then be doing is to describe them individually and see how their definitions show us the contrasting differences between these concepts. The easiest way to…

Understanding my emotions have always been a bit of a problem. Because we find ourselves in a society where emotions are labeled the enemy, we are not allowed to get in touch with them. Naturally, this only leads to more problems. You are told to ignore the feelings in your…

I’ve been meaning to do this for some time now. This essay is about the necessity for artists to be patient. The role I find myself playing in the music industry is a bit tricky. Tricky in the sense that it is not as defined as other roles like being…

I don’t know how many times I have to tell myself this until it sticks: I have to be more consistent with writing to truly see the results. It’s something that I very well know. It rings in my head nearly all the time. I have no idea why I…

I was already a fan of Santan Dave long before he released his debut album. Although the love I had for him was surface-level, I had recognized something distinct in his style of rap. At the time I didn’t know what it was. Then in 2019, when Psychodrama dropped, it…

I was a very angry kid. I used to carry with me a duffel bag filled with many unresolved conflicts. Any and everything ticked me off. And what compounded my situation was the fact that my anger made me angrier, which sent me into a downward spiral. …

I lost my mother and friend within the span of a year. What makes it worse is that they died almost exactly a year apart. My friend died a day before my mother’s one-year remembrance. I was on my way home from the club so I could go get prepared…