Podcast : To Be Human

Below is a poem I wrote on embracing the human condition, and all the beauty and terror that comes with it.


Humans such fragile beings
A desire to be heard
A desire to be seen

A vast longing to be loved and understood

Driven by ambitions and lofty goals
Riddled by confusion and anxiety

Grasping, clinging for any sort of certainty
Building great towers to protect our vulnerable egos

Prepare we may, prepare we can
But Nature will not cede to our demands

Where will you take shelter from the storm?
Where will you go when the flood rolls in?

Flow with the current of life
Dance with danger, tango with terror

What else can we do but love our difficulties
Keep them near, let them change you for they are dear

Beware of those who seek refuge in digital utopias
Seduced by the grand illusions of fame and fortune

Ignore the screens, those cold machines
With perfect bodies, perfect smiles, perfect lives and perfect teeth

What is a human but a flawed being in search of transcendence?

We can still embrace and overcome
We can rise above rough waters and high tides

We can still be human – after all

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The Ignorance of the Modern Man A Life of Virtue: Philosophy as a Way of Life

An audio version of my poem the Ignorance of the Modern Man
  1. The Ignorance of the Modern Man
  2. The Mysteries of Nature
  3. Lessons from Nature
  4. A Meditation on Silence
  5. To Be Human

Hope : A Poem

There is a crack in everything , that’s how the light gets in

Leonard Cohen
Beyond the tides of cynicism and depths of despair 
Past the grim ramblings of the evening news 
Therin lies a possibility, an opportunity for hope 

It comes to you like waves passing by 
Like clouds parting, making way for the crisp blue sky

Illusive and temporary, a light shines forth from above 
It arrives in many forms, an invitation, a sign which gently awaits 

Hope - the spontaneous ecstatic laughter of a child 
Hope - the wonder and awe evoked from gazing into the seemingly infinte cosmos 
Hope - the beauty of the morning sun radiating through the blossoming trees in the spring 

Subtle glimpses of transcendance  
Hints of the sublime
Unveiling the divine 
All point towards new paths and emergent possibilities 

As new horizons dawn upon us 
Hope arises 

It is through the gaps, that light shines through 
Light shines through                         



I am going to start recording some of my poetry to accompany the text with audio. Here is the audio version of this poem on Spotify.

A Life of Virtue: Philosophy as a Way of Life | Podcast on Spotify


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The Realm of Becoming

An artist has got to be careful never really to arrive at a place where he thinks he’s at somewhere. You always have to realize that you’re constantly in a state of becoming. As long as you can stay in that realm, you’ll sort of be alright.

Bob Dylan

This poem was inspired by the above quote by Bob Dylan.


All security is false security

All that can be known is the unknown


Attempts to grasp onto the static, the stable, are short-lived


Echoing the words of Heraclitus, “you cannot step in the same river twice”

One’s life is always in a constant state of change, of flux


Terrified of this uncertainty, many of us desperately try to restrict our freedom

We turn to the world of ‘isms’ and ideologies

Narrowing our identity down to a role

We put on a mask and set fixed boundaries


Longing for this illusive hope of security, we cling to the past

Hold onto the ordinary


But the artist, the great innovators and heroes of the past, live in the realm of becoming

Nothing is set in stone

They embrace uncertainty, and leave the world of the known for the unknown 


Through this risk, they transcend their past selves, and strive towards a new path

For them, life is not a predefined set of rules

Rather it’s a blank canvas awaiting to be explored with one’s vivid imagination


Living on the edge of existence, these architects of the world pave the way forward  

They leave an open invitation awaiting all of us

A portal from the finite and into the infinite

A blank page


Like a river our existence is always in a state of change
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