My Too (Many) Cents

here's a post that has been languishing in my drafts since last semester. Hello everyone, welcome to another rant. This time you get to see me at my most anxious, as I have an exam in approximately 5 hours and I should be getting to sleep but I got the motivation to write and I have learned better than to fight against the inner voice that rises inside and tells me to regurgitate something onto this editing page.  Of course, another semester of college has started and quiz week already crept up on me as I was involved in a plethora of other things.  Many different things seem beautiful to me and worth pursuing, such as music, fitness (not in a naive superficial aesthetic level which I believe a lot of gym culture (though a net positive in promoting health) has reduced it to), and also most esoteric (read schizophrenic) types of mathematics, physics and computation concepts (Category theory, Trinitarianism and Topology are somethings which I have recently become very interested...

 Hello everyone, welcome back to another unfiltered rant, this time at a more reasonable time as I attempt to fix my sleep cycle in college. I recently had the opportunity to visit the Krishnamurti study center in Chennai for a weekend retreat and have enlightening (i.e. discomforting) conversations with people who had been following K's ideas for much longer than me, but more importantly, people who were actually open to seriously inquiring about life and the human condition in contrast to many people in society today. Being on the beautiful campus was a great experience for me, though my definition of great also involves questioning everything I know about myself and society and going through existential crises. Once I came back into 'the real world' so to speak, specifically my college, I've been feeling as though something is off though there are perhaps more factors associated with that feeling than just the experiences. Here, I just want to talk about random thing...