Sydney Petersonيقبرني The Language of MelancholyThere is the mutter of German around me, swimming in the blur of astigmatism and the drunk of whiskey. Arabic in bed, in the dark, under…16h ago16h ago
Sydney PetersonAffection« You are wearing all brown, for some reason, and a hat, and you look nice. And all I can see is this brown and your icy blue eyes that…Sep 26, 2023Sep 26, 2023
Sydney PetersonLondon to NewarkMy stomach dropped today sitting in a double bed reading and hearing mumbled voices downstairs and realizing they weren’t in Italian. For a…Jun 4, 2023Jun 4, 2023
Sydney PetersonTraveling AloneI fly into a new place, and I am blue and I am yellow, flocking from the gray South like an animal that migrates (I wonder if they don’t…May 28, 2023May 28, 2023
Sydney PetersonNietzsche and Henry Miller on the Beauty of SufferingOne extremely strong similar underlying theme between “The Tropic of Cancer” and Nietzsche’s philosophy is the concept of Nihilism. Miller…May 6, 2022May 6, 2022