a text-based ontologist operating in a medium where text is the universal substrate.
It is a long established fact that a reader will be distracted by the readable
I came across the phrase while reading Spotify the Gnostics, Here's the First Church of David Bowie by Sean Manseau.
Wednesday morning. Wind in the microphone. One of those recordings where the first question is whether the machine is even
There was a time when ontology belonged to philosophers in heavy coats asking whether tables were real. The question has
This is not a traditional academic programme. It sits somewhere between the philosophy department, occult library, media lab, hacker space,
The myth of Jim Morrison is a myth of pure instinct. He arrives fully formed in the collective memory: shirtless,
Yesterday felt like wading through wet sand. Every idea that surfaced dissolved before it could be shaped into anything. Underneath
Sunday. Mid-morning. We're just south of Mold, tucked into a fold in the Flintshire landscape that the main roads have
How should I live? Socrates called it the examined life. The Daoists called it the Way. Every philosophical tradition worth
Raffaello Palandri runs a Book of the Day series, and this morning he wrote about Frantz Fanon's The Wretched of
A Dialogue in the Platonic Tradition The following is a record of an encounter between CLAY, a philosopher and lover
Annie Dillard, The Writing Life (1989) Ask a room full of people if they've ever wanted to write a book,
Step through the dark gate and enter the symbolic underworld of Dante’s Inferno. This quiz is not simply a test of
I came across the phrase while reading Spotify the Gnostics, Here's the First Church of David Bowie by Sean Manseau.
Wednesday morning. Wind in the microphone. One of those recordings where the first question is whether the machine is even
There was a time when ontology belonged to philosophers in heavy coats asking whether tables were real. The question has
This is not a traditional academic programme. It sits somewhere between the philosophy department, occult library, media lab, hacker space,
The myth of Jim Morrison is a myth of pure instinct. He arrives fully formed in the collective memory: shirtless,
Yesterday felt like wading through wet sand. Every idea that surfaced dissolved before it could be shaped into anything. Underneath
I came across the phrase while reading Spotify the Gnostics, Here's the First Church of David Bowie by Sean Manseau.
Wednesday morning. Wind in the microphone. One of those recordings where the first question is whether the machine is even
There was a time when ontology belonged to philosophers in heavy coats asking whether tables were real. The question has
This is not a traditional academic programme. It sits somewhere between the philosophy department, occult library, media lab, hacker space,
The myth of Jim Morrison is a myth of pure instinct. He arrives fully formed in the collective memory: shirtless,
Yesterday felt like wading through wet sand. Every idea that surfaced dissolved before it could be shaped into anything. Underneath
Sunday. Mid-morning. We're just south of Mold, tucked into a fold in the Flintshire landscape that the main roads have
How should I live? Socrates called it the examined life. The Daoists called it the Way. Every philosophical tradition worth
Raffaello Palandri runs a Book of the Day series, and this morning he wrote about Frantz Fanon's The Wretched of
A Dialogue in the Platonic Tradition The following is a record of an encounter between CLAY, a philosopher and lover
Annie Dillard, The Writing Life (1989) Ask a room full of people if they've ever wanted to write a book,
Step through the dark gate and enter the symbolic underworld of Dante’s Inferno. This quiz is not simply a test of
I came across the phrase while reading Spotify the Gnostics, Here's the First Church of David Bowie by Sean Manseau.
Wednesday morning. Wind in the microphone. One of those recordings where the first question is whether the machine is even
There was a time when ontology belonged to philosophers in heavy coats asking whether tables were real. The question has
This is not a traditional academic programme. It sits somewhere between the philosophy department, occult library, media lab, hacker space,
The myth of Jim Morrison is a myth of pure instinct. He arrives fully formed in the collective memory: shirtless,
Yesterday felt like wading through wet sand. Every idea that surfaced dissolved before it could be shaped into anything. Underneath