WE WAKE, IF EVER WE WAKE AT ALL, TO MYSTERY ~ Annie Dillard
MY NAME IS CHANDRA NICOLE.
I’m a Pilgrim of the Paradox and a Poetic Philosopher. I traverse the mysterious and offer ideas through word art; my prose, open for amusement and interpretation.
All ramblings you’ll find here are meant purely for entertainment purposes, because I don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about; I like to pretend and play like I do sometimes, but don’t let that fool you — I’m just as perplexed as any other.
All I can do is set about on contradictory adventures, venture guesses, administer experiments, sculpt words, offer notes of observation, and snicker at the hilarity of it all.
So it seems, the human experience is a paradoxical riddle of colossal proportions; let us laugh while we cry about it.