Category Archives: Food for Thought

Food for Thought: Lose Fear of Being Wrong


Food for Thought: The Hollow Men

I’ve never been one to be extremely into poetry. However, in high school, one of my boyfriends introduced me to T.S. Eliot, and I was immediately drawn to Eliot’s poetry. It’s dark, mysterious, and weird. It doesn’t always make much, if any, sense to me. Yet… I find his poetry oddly calming and very intriguing.

Below is my favorite poem by T.S. Eliot, entitled “The Hollow Men.” It may appear weird when you just read it without context, but listening to someone with a beautiful voice read it? That’s the most soothing thing on the planet, in my opinion. Enjoy.


We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us-if at all-not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.


Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer-

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom


This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.


The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.


Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper

Food for Thought: Life Can Be Much Broader

Think what you want about the recently passed Apple founder and his products.

But the man does have some good insights, particularly in the following video.

When you grow up you tend to get told that the world is the way it is and your life is just to live your life inside the world, try not to bash into the walls too much, try to have a nice family, have fun, save a little money. That’s a very limited life. Life can be much broader, once you discover one simple fact, and that is that:

Everything around you that you call life was made up by people that were no smarter than you. And you can change it, you can influence it, you can build your own things that other people can use.

Once you learn that, you’ll never be the same again.

This is why I want to do more. I am not okay with mediocrity. I want a good life, sure, but I want to do more with my life. I want to make a difference. Why sit around and do your best to be oblivious to life passing you by? If you want something to happen, you have to make it happen.

Have a splendid week. ❤

Food for Thought: Simplicity

Sometimes it really is the simple things that make me happy. Cliché as it sounds, you know it’s true.

The following aspects of the above picture make me happy:

  • Check out my keyboard in the background. Ha.
  • My “latte” bowl that I got from Anthroplogie [I could blow my life’s savings in this store all too easily] in Seattle for $2.00. Heck yes. I love these bowls, and let it be known that I will be acquiring more once I have a full-time job. 😉
  • The Honeycrisp apple in the aforementioned bowl. I realize that those apples cost approximately $2.99 per pound, which means I basically just paid $2.00 for one apple. But they are worth every penny. Best apples ever.

That is all. Carry on.


I think the lightrail in Seattle looks neat. This photo was taken on a blustery fall day this past November.