Inkwells — Let The Ink Run Wild

Welcome

Life is a journey — think of us all as train or bus passengers. Some of us linger too long as our destination is far away, and some of us disembark too early. In my teen years I found my path as an existentialist, but standing here at the end of my tether, I have embraced nihilism in its purest form. My work definitely reflects that, as I see no order in our existence, only chaos.

Why Inkwells

Long before keyboards and screens, scribes, poets and philosophers dipped a nib in an inkwell to set their thinking down for the people who would come after them. Their words were slow, deliberate and permanent in a way ours rarely are — but without them we wouldn’t have the evolution of schools of thought, the ethical standards of nowadays, or the digital revolution. I named this page Inkwells to pay tribute to all the inkwells throughout time.

This site collects what I have written and read over the years: a growing collection of poetry, short stories and reflections on the novels that shaped me, a shelf of philosophy that keeps me up at night, and opinion pieces I have published elsewhere. If you want to know who is behind it, read about me, or simply get in touch.

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