.: A Bug's Blog

Proportion is something bugs cannot understand. It seems to me proportion is a forced perception of space . Like many other things, one is n...

Passages are the most amazing places. They are both scary and fascinating. One avoids them as much as possible because one knows they are th...

I started this blog recently and already got some hate-mail. Someone said “ it was unacceptable for a dirty vile and insignificant creature ...

I remember being old and looking at things in a such a way that it was hurtful. I would spend hours talking to tree branches and knew all ...

Its usually easier when one doesn’t think about the eatable lapses of time that pass us by. Its like tasting the pitfalls of laughter.

It’s a mistake to think of humans as time bombs. I was having a discussing about this with my bug friends the other day and reached the foll...

Today I felt. Its not everyday that I am actually able to do that. In fact, sometimes I suspect I cant do it at all. By feeling I became i...

I tend to think of humans as nauseated fertile bones neglected in space. In the good days I see them as an evolutionary experience so succes...

Sometimes we have to face things. Even if they have wings. Take me for example, I’m still deeply attached to Bessie Smith ever since my 2345...

A passive/aggressive right at the edge of something nasty . That’s how I always describe things when asked to do it. Not that anyone ever do...

I look at it like a sanctified obligation – something lost in the semantics of scissors . Something I can never again recover or something w...

It seems all anticipation hastens itself towards pure ecstasy thus the rebirth of sensorial manifestations below the skin. As such, I awake...