Hello, world
I'm Daria. And I'm unreasonable. On purpose.
I value reason a great deal. It's an amazing, powerful tool — one that has saved lives, solved problems, and continues to serve humanity every day.
But I have two major fears in life: cynicism and postmodernism.
Cynicism is reason overloaded. And postmodernism — the frustration left behind after cynicism.
So I made feeling my superpower.
Not in a dramatic or performative way, but in the quiet, stubborn way of someone who refuses to stop caring — even when it hurts, even when it costs. Especially when it costs.
I was raised in Russia, during a time when values were dissolving.
The old system had collapsed, and nothing clear came to replace it.
Society was drifting — lost in confusion and survival.
There was no shared compass. So I built my own.
I found shelter in books — mostly classic Russian literature.
Tolstoy, Bunin, Chekhov, Bulgakov — they helped me name what I was feeling.
And out of all possible values, I chose Love.
It’s not necessarily the romantic or vulgar kind, though those too have place.
But Love as attention. As patience. As a refusal to look away.
Love as a practice of seeing — clearly, gently, tenderly.
Love makes us capable of great things.
Sincerity still matters. I allowed myself to care — deeply, clumsily, truly.
With heart,
Daria
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