The following is a brief interview with a Satanist I spoke to last week. The Lazy Satanist encourages people to visit the Church of Satan's website for more detailed information. Who are you? I prefer to let my dumb posts speak for themselves, but I'm no one in particular. https://www.facebook.com/TheLazySatanist/photos/a.252934945213905/485551475285583/?type=3&theater A post from The Lazy … Continue reading Exploring Satanism with ‘The Lazy Satanist’
by Vivian I am from train tracks and busy streets.From motorcycles rides through the city and instant noodles,The tofu on the streets that caused a round stomach - a baby so pure and so innocent.I am from red velvet slippers and jumping rope in the courtyard.From the big, mean girls who never let anyone play … Continue reading I am From Train Tracks and Busy Streets
Gladiator, Joshua Chou PJ Review Score: 3.5/5 3: 🙂 4: 😊 5: 😲 Overview Gladiator is an action, fantasy novel written by Joshua Chou. Chou is a NYU graduate, who intends to make a career out of writing. He loves super-heroes, which is evident in this work. Gladiator, published in 2018, is his first novel. As … Continue reading Book Review: Gladiator
by Swesuny - a published poet from Southeast Asia. Find her on IG. This piece was inspired by the current social and political climate in the writer's hometown and abroad, in the United States. It saddened me to see others look for faults in the other people, It saddened me to see others misjudge the … Continue reading Hear my Thoughts
by 罗子禾 - a Master's student studying Philosophy At a social event that took place not so long ago, I met a group of anthropologists, some of whom recently received their PhD's. I have always thought that scientists are a strange bunch. They tend to not place so much value on monetary gains in life. … Continue reading What is Anthropology to Anthropologists?
by Vivian As a child, they could not keep me from that cupboard. During nights when the air is still, so dead you could hear a pin drop. A slight crack in the door and out peaks a little eye. The hinges scream in tune to the sound of floorboards moaning. I float past those … Continue reading Hunger Calls
by Tylia L. Flores Sitting here in my wheelchair, Staring at our pictures on the wall, Thinking about how much we’ve changed. Drifting away like a boat out at sea, I guess that’s what happens when you start to love young, people change and their paths begin to change. It's hard for me to see … Continue reading Drifting Away