Una Voce

With One's Voice... 


With one's voice... with my voice...

My trials and tribulations.

 From my mind and my being... a little drop of precious something. 

Silvery and insubstantial, like gossamer threads that weave the moments together.

 A window, a door, a passage and end, a beginning and all that you'd hope to find in between....

Hello and welcome to my home on the web, thanks for dropping by! ‘Una Voce’ means ‘With one’s voice…’ in Latin.  My name is Varna, and I don't too much aside of wondering what to do next. Currently I am unemployed and am looking for interesting work.  

I blog at here and my professional profile can be found online here.

My official self-description is as follows:  

Varna: Noun.

Twenty something. Illegal in most contexts. Thrives in sultry climes. Omnifarious. Dwells in hesternal memories. In a glass bubble. Vertical in a horizontal world. Not to be confused with the Bulgarian city, vermin, the Hindi word for ‘or else’, a mysterious double known for being responsible, sane or a rain god. Also known as Dorfus Farkle Chunks. Fascinated by Wombats, Velociraptors, Humans and other queer creatures.

Best described as an anachronism with poindexter type tendencies. Perilously passionate, taciturn at times, effortlessly proceleusmatic, polymath, abderian, abstemious, author manque, rident, procellous, chaotic, random, inebriated, profligate about gadgets, quixotic, obscure, rangy, mad, would-be pilgarlic, short, opinionated and of a strange colour, with a penchant for sesquipedalian excesses.

Additional attributes include curious philosophical afflictions and strange political fetishes. Mostly unapologetic and unforgiving. Largely sleepy, preoccupied and deeply messed up. Strictly individualist, contrarian most times, pro- choice with liberal inclinations.

Suffer from malacia, flashes of misology and a tatterdemalion sense of fashion. Possess a sporadically sanguine mental disposition provoked by minority haters, pig-headed authoritarians, homophobes, imbeciles, know-it-all types, idiotarians, preachers, war mongers, chauvinists, rich show-offs, weepy characters, ‘frandly’ freaks, cows and other despicable species. Anti-war, incurably romantic, given to debating, writing, dancing, singing, theatre and less popular terpsichorean forms of self expression.

Kindness, intelligence, objectivity, music, love, books and laughter provoke occasional frissons of surprise. In a perpetual state of joyous dereliction. Innately sprachgefuhl and perennially in search of the self. Last found in the passing cloud and a grain of sand.

Contacting Me:

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I’m usually pretty prompt with replies, unless I have a very good reason to ignore your mail– most times it just means I am busy.