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In recent years, we have witnessed an incredible rise in the popularity and adoption of cryptocurrencies, such as Bitcoin, Ethereum, and others. However, there is another type of digital currency that has been gaining momentum recently, known as Central Bank Digital Currency (CBDC).
CBDCs are designed to be digital versions of cash that can be used to make payments, store value, and facilitate economic transactions.
At the heart of Web 3.0 is blockchain technology, which has the capacity to disrupt not only the internet but also the banking industry. With its emphasis on decentralization, security, and transparency, Web 3.0 offers a more advanced version of the internet that is less reliant on intermediaries and more adept at meeting the needs of users.
Motherhood is a phase of life that can be exciting for many, and daunting and overwhelming for some. It’s completely natural to feel a range of emotions, from the joy of holding your baby to the fear of going wrong with parenting or a sudden and unexplained sadness. If feelings of sadness seem to be dominating your life and interfering with your day-to-day activities, you might be suffering from postpartum depression.
Living with BPD, life can feel like a turbulent rollercoaster, ranging from moments of intense joy and bliss to extreme and uncontrollable rage. Caged by feelings of anxiety and insecurity, you can feel plagued by the fear of abandonment and end up pushing all your loved ones away. Suffering from BPD, you may find it hard to love and accept yourself, or even to really know yourself. Changing identities and feelings of disassociation can leave you confused about who you really are and what your purpose and motivation are.
Imagine that you work in an unclean and dingy office, with countless tasks flooding your to-do list, no opportunities for promotion, no rewards, and an austere boss breathing down your neck. Sounds like your worst nightmare, right? How would it change things for you if your office was clean, well-organized, and pleasant, your boss was approachable and understanding and had realistic expectations from you, and your coworkers were friendly and helpful? That automatically sounds like a much better place to work at, maybe even the kind of work you would look forward to on a Monday morning.
How often have you felt, after writing something, that the need to tell the audience what they want to hear, has left your piece representing the audience themselves rather than you as its author? A piece of communication is about the writer himself, before it is about the reader or the affect it has on them. A writer can affect the readers most deeply when instead of attempting to sway them, he expresses himself transparently, and therefore unconsciously appeals to ethos. Rhetoric is the art of masterful communication, which, in spite of being inescapably shaped by the audience and rhetorical ecology, stays true to the writer’s ideas and expresses the writer in his most natural form.
Written in a vivid and evocative language, the nineteenth century classic The Picture of Dorian Gray is not merely a quintessential Victorian novel of much appreciation, but an artistic masterpiece that, reflecting back the life and beliefs of the artist Oscar Wilde, reveals the very art of life and stirs awake the quiescent passions of the soul. The book affects and influences the reader such, for better or worse, that one might almost regard it as one of the greatest works of literature and philosophy of the Victorian Age. The much-acclaimed work is but a reflection, or rather a greatly refined version of a legend dating back to 8 AD– the Greek myth of Narcissus– and dwells on the age-old warnings of the impassioned love of one’s beauty and youth (attributes one is bound to lose).
Amidst the skyscrapers and green spaces stands the cor-ten steel cubist sculpture, the first of its kind in Chicago, inciting awe, wonder, ridicule and mockery. The fifty-foot-tall sculpture that now resembles a bird, now a woman, and now an afghan hound, has been an object of fascination and come to define the Daley Plaza even though its meaning is still up for debate.
“The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim.”
The definition of beauty, however, is amorphous and subjective, evincing itself as a quiet bower – overlayed by the gossamer petals of the laburnum that shades it – to a romantic, which I do not deny being myself, and as fresh blood bespattered over the white of snow, scintillating under the winter sun like rubies secured to a diamond jewellery, or the cadaverous death mask of Dante, to one who relishes the macabre, which I admit to incline more toward. Beauty peeks at me through the grotesque and inspires my art.
Fumes of sulphur dioxide escape from the test tube like a venomous snake set free, slithering into my lungs and arousing a series of coughs. As tears accumulating in my bloodshot eyes blur my vision, I abandon the self-designed and evidently flawed air filtration apparatus and race toward the door to the balcony. Stepping outside, cold December winds sail past me as I grab hold of my face mask, jerk it away from my face and let it slide across the floor.