As one walks through life, one gathers interests and some of those are in the world of fandoms. But when one enters the fandom, the desire to share that fandom and that universe with the world is intensified, and if one's lucky, they will influence other beings of indulging in those fandoms. Such is the tale of a little known fandom who don themselves "Trekkies", and one's friend who gave his word a chance.

Check out my appearance on "The Goblin's Corner": https://open.spotify.com/episode/5PexO8tN5PfqmDhsMzZiOG?si=j7UGSSKDRKWEC0Fx_9ecIQ

Fancy a Blether: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/fancy-a-blether/id1518319465?uo=4

One's formative years of childhood is utilized to develop skills and puts them to use for the rest of one's life, but sometimes there are hiccups in that development. When one is alone for most of one's formative years, some skills develop faster and some don't develop at all, and as many things in life, unbalance can have rather uneasy consequences as the years pass by.

The feeling of being judged based on a merit that is not anything other than a desire to recognize and cheat the game, should not be a contributing factor for mental unease; but even if the authority is rejected, the feeling of getting an official statement that your work lacks any value is not a pleasant feeling either. It's not a good day for one to have to endure the possibility that he might be known officially, as a hack.

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When one falls into the same holes over and over again, is it the definition of stupidity? Or a bit of hope? What is hope, if not a way for one's brain to look at all that is wrong and all that is broken and say with a whisper: "this time it'll be different". Hope can be such an aphrodisiac for life, but also a good reminder of all that isn't right.

There are passages of time in anyone's life, where they lay there unmotivated and waiting. The world around them is going swimmingly, in a brisk pace and with not upheaval; but something does not feel right. There's anticipation, there's a sense of wrongness, above all, there's no emotions left. That's when one's emotions are so tired that they leave the body as a whole, that's when one is f--ked beyond emotions.

It's the return, and the hopeful constant continuation of one's quest to keep talking against all odds and purposes. The glorious comeback, and the hope that there must be better days ahead, and the realization that the past days were fruitful as well. Maybe in conversing about these topics, misunderstanding is apt; but one can only implore the lord that they will not be misunderstood.

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TGTBTI - American Gods: https://youtu.be/W5qOLkhXwz8

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In this episode, I sit down to talk with an old friend that I have known for six years at this point, starting from our university years, Parsa. We met each other on the hallowed halls of our Art University, and our bond has grown more recently with our shared love of certain movies and ideas. So we discuss therapy, life under covid, Parsa's headline-breaking news and Mark Manson's "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck". 

Check out Parsa's Podcast, it's in Persian: https://anchor.fm/itsparsa 

Check out my appearance on "Myth & Magic" podcast: https://open.spotify.com/episode/7DG0n3ztuSRWcfbY9cvYr9 

Check out my appearance on "The Greatest Movies of All Time" podcast: https://player.captivate.fm/episode/71cb739d-1f91-49d2-a87d-4f81560e4cef 

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With every end, there's a possibility for a promise; the promise to return, or not to. With every going, there's the possibility for a promise; the promise to come back one day, or not to. When a journey comes to a stop, it leaves one with an array of promises, some spoken and some unspoken; for as long as life goes on, there's a promise of some kind.

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To live for one year is an achievement in and of itself, and humanity celebrates it by a birthday, or an anniversary for one's birth; since to be alive for a full year is hard enough. So, this marks the one year anniversary of one's quest to speak to anyone and everyone being alive; and it went through much highs and lows, but stands here in front of an audience, one year older.

Of various ways to tell a story, sometimes none is as effective as the medium of videogames. They swallow one through their mazes of emotion of storytelling, and give the experience unmatched by most other forms of art. Now, what if one could be the creator of this experience? What if there was a meta-experience that allowed one to create their own videogame, using a videogame?