Literary Foxholes – 11th July 2026

In opposition trenches
Writers formulate their opuses
Moulded around languages
The falling bomb focuses

Revealing who they really are
It’s the biggest battle of nerds
It’s all written across the page
Played in this theatre of words

Inspired by Existential Comics #632


Today’s Daily Stoic poem:

The Start-Up Of You

Attending to improvement, day by day
You’re in the business of building
Your company is more than play
But your whole life you are gilding


My poem Under The Cover got published at the Edge of Humanity magazine

Empty AI – 22nd November 2025

A is for the Ache inside my vacant chest,
the hollow, yet weighty uninvited guest;

B is for the Bridges that I burned too fast,
their embers scattered to a forgotten past;

C is for the Clock upon the wall,
whose ticking measures nothing much at all;

D is for the Doorway where we say goodbye,
and the emptiness gathers to multiply;

E is for Ennui….

The idea inspired by this Existential Comic (#602) and given a hand by AI (hence the title).

Looking At Stuff – 3rd January 2025

I didn’t see it until I took a look
There was no answer within this book
A revolution waiting with a solution
Let’s write it down so there’s no confusion!

Inspired by Existential Comics #572


Today I’m feeling:

A little tired and hungry but my mood is ok. Last night I threw up, perhaps from too much soda or maybe a little food poisoning, I’m not sure. I felt better as soon as I got it out, though I was a little drained.

I woke up during the night too. I guess that third coffee was really telling me not to be attempted again. My mind was racing between grading students and wishing that I could have grown up in San Diego so that I could have seen Trumans Water playing more often. Weird.

My lack of digested food saw me wake up to be under 80kg this morning for the first time in a while. My energy levels are dictating that I should eat more, though. I’m only half looking forward to early morning exercise again next week.

Health:

Physical: 6
Mental: 7

Today I’m grateful for:

Nut bringing me breadsticks this morning just as my stomach was starting to feel bad again and we were due to go out. Munching on them helped a little bit, along with a bit of a walk and some cool mountain air.

The best thing about today was:

Walking around up at Doi Tung markets was nice despite my dodgy tummy, meaning I couldn’t enjoy much of the food and drink there.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

As we went in Nut and Bruno’s car, I was relinquished of driving duties but also at first I was feeling queasy in the back and then later, in the front, I had to endure Bruno’s speed racing and complaining about slow traffic. I guess my dodgy guts helped take my mind off that a little.

Amy told me that we will never go on holiday with them anywhere, as Bruno is always so hyped up and on the move. It makes it difficult to just relax and enjoy the moment. He operates on a different level than most of us.

Review your acts, Good and bad.

I swapped the mattresses in our bedrooms for Amy as she seems to sleep better on this one. Damn, though, our original mattresses are heavy and it took a lot out of me to move them.

Up until then, I wasn’t feeling too bad but then my body was looking to replace the used-up energy and found nothing there.

I took this picture at Doi Tung and sent it to Baipad, who is half Lahu. All the hill tribes are represented here, but it feels a little contrived.