Afterwards
When I die, delete my browser history. — Anonymous As it stands, the large majority of the internet — and services that operated based on it — run under some contradictory principles. On one hand, everything you use is rather fragile —domains expire all...
Deprecation
i. Snow is a bizarre phenomenon, what else material is such finite crystal. A unique beauty, trapped in identical mundane destined to be a permanent worthless — trapped in-between the feathers of singers. An extroversion in between the living and the...
The Way of Walking Alone
When I was younger, I had a developed a keen interest in the feudal time period of Japan. I mean, what boy doesn’t think, at one time or another, that Samurai are really cool? But the reality was that I...
Séance
They called the captain back to his ship. reckless storm could hold a tirade against him — hoisted upon the members, his brow stearns & furrows. I shriek, “do not let him go, he is a bitter man the sea has...
About Me
Hi, I'm Brennan Kenneth Brown. This site is an archive of my writing spanning the years 2015 to 2024. I wrote on a wide range of topics, such as self-development, community, and my experiences with programming. For my current writing, visit brennan.day.
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