This is my stream-of-consciousness answer to a school book club question about Brave New World (which I read a few years ago and recently revisited in audio form). Question: "If like in the novel, the technology of ‘test tube babies’ (in vitro fertilisation and development) is perfected someday in the future, would you agree or … Continue reading Some Thoughts on “Brave New World”
Author: Warren Zhu
The Duck-Rabbit (A Short Story)
A short story on responsibility, fatherhood, and love.
The Joy in Writing (And Writing Blogs)
The venture into the public sphere. The joy in revelation. The fear in revelation. Loneliness. Dasein's authentic mode of being.
Breaking a 4-day fast. Two Observations on Epistemology and Ethics. March-5th Diary.
I broke my fast today during Dinner; I’ve fasted for exactly 4 days. I planned for 5 but it is Friday and I had family obligations to attend for. Observations: a) I could smell food when no smell was present. E.g., fried rice, braised pork, stir-fried vegetables. b) Reading became much more difficult because of … Continue reading Breaking a 4-day fast. Two Observations on Epistemology and Ethics. March-5th Diary.
Water, Fasting, Seneca, and Nietzsche
Full Version—(All 43 DFW style Footnotes, which contains a narrative within itself, is there.) This was written 2 months ago as a school essay, but it grew out of control. Water, Fasting, Seneca, and Nietzsche Consider these: Gandhi fasted for 21 days to protest against British rule of India; Soviet prisoners fasted for freedom in … Continue reading Water, Fasting, Seneca, and Nietzsche
Diary Feb.20. Buddhism, David Foster Wallace, Crime and Punishment, and the Sea
2-20 It was a fine day. I finished an Arendt, read some Dostoevsky, some Blake, some CaoXueQing. The Story of A Rock is a great work, but it is really a bit long; although it is always these long volumes that change one’s life. Reading these really long things is like entering a cult. It … Continue reading Diary Feb.20. Buddhism, David Foster Wallace, Crime and Punishment, and the Sea
(Inspired by Waiting for Godot) Waiting for the Apple Pencil
This is for a bit of fun and a bit of laughs. Named after Samuel Beckett's famous play and inspired by the many times in which my sister loses her Apple Pencil. Waiting For Godot Albert: Brother of Suzanne. Age: 16-18. Tall, rather slim. Suzanne: Sister of Albert. Age: 10-12. Prepubescently naive. Cashier: Maintains a … Continue reading (Inspired by Waiting for Godot) Waiting for the Apple Pencil
Othello
Shakespeare has always been an intimidating figure, a writer whom one praise but do not read. Finally I have urged myself to visit Shakespeare. It was not easy. It felt like a leap of faith. I did not know what was on the other side of the door, for all I know, it could well … Continue reading Othello
The Clouds of the Sky
Now shall I make my soul, Compelling it to study In a learned school Till the wreck of body, Slow decay of blood, Testy delirium Or dull decrepitude, Or what worse evil come – The death of friends, or death Of every brilliant eye That made a catch in the breath – Seem but the … Continue reading The Clouds of the Sky
On the Road
Damn. On the Road was a hell of a ride, a true delight, a complete joy. Radiating out of the words and phrases and paragraphs is a frantic energy that propels one forward, without preparing one for what is to come. It really felt like the road, reading this novel that is. The excitement intertwined … Continue reading On the Road
