Time is a poetic terrorist

I’ve been blogging for a while now. At least 6 years I would say. The tumblr version of this blog started a bit later than my primary blog, The Antediluvian Current. I stuck with a style on there and I have kept it ever since. I think my approach to modernity has definitely inspired some…

Meeting of Ming and Qing with a CCCP skyline

Been in Foshan for a couple of weeks now. I have moved in with a bunch of cats and a local girl in the more suburbian parts of Foshan, which happens to be about 30 kilometers removed from the city center. In my home country that would constitute a different province, not a subdivision of…

China’s Alexandria

I can’t really give a first impression of Shanghai. Not because of things mentioned in the previous post, but because of the fact that many ambivalent and wildly contrasting emotions hit me when I finally ventured into this urban maze housing over 25 million souls. I can’t really make too much sense of what befell…

Ephemeral drift

The heat of the East’s summer only hit me after I left the demographic digestive system underneath Shanghai’s surface. The metro tunnels have banned the undifferentiating darkness in favour of the light of digital advertisements, which remain fixed at the same speed as the train itself. A gimmick that did impress me and is clearly…