Dreams. Are they signs towards a path untaken? Are they truths or lies that we tell ourselves, or a mere manifestation of unkempt thoughts?

The Wolven Path series continues with Auiak waking up in an unfamiliar place where a doctor tells him a story of a planet called Earth.

Twisted. Mingled. Ugly. Big. Scary… Some of the greatest monsters are nothing but human in essence. A deep dive into the slasher genre.

Twisted. Ugly. Scary. Or perhaps not? Part 3 of this series explores the romanticization of monsters as well as Lovecraftian horror.

Twisted. Mingled. Ugly. Big. Scary… There are many words used to describe monsters. This series explores different forms of monsters.

Twisted. Mingled. Ugly. Big. Scary… There are many words used to describe monsters. This series explores different forms of monsters.

“They declared it a pandemic. They don't even know what it is: People are not waking up, and I wanted to make sure that you are alive.”

A drawing.

A watercolor painting of a scarab beetle; sacred to the Ancient Egyptians and still popular today.

Relating the Last of Us to the Gaza-Israel War with reflections on Neil Druckmann, Norman Finkelstein, and Petra Ragnerstam's perspectives.

Captain Anatoly visits comrade Allan for advice aboard Burya 4.

"Momma bear rested on the branch, a few centimeters from the leaves, but it was time for her to rest."

Reflections on the Israel-Gaza war focusing on dehumanization and political speech.

"She spoke of times long gone, times before her days on this placid land, she spoke of Gaia, the goddess below..." Wolven Path continues.

Reflections on the Israel-Gaza war, the narratives and tragic satire of politics, differences in perspectives, and history itself.

Four scavengers and four dogs, a prophecy and a journey, and wolves howling as events spiral out of control.

Burya 4 continues with the captain having a strange and unsettling experience.

“Because where they stomp, someone laughs, where they land, another giggles,” he spoke.

“That’s lovely.” She tilted her head as she spoke. Mesmerized. She walked forward, her fingers reaching, but I quickly grasped her hand.

The night was long, it was dark. Dark as the silhouette concealed behind the blinds that slowly opened and the raven cawed again.