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September 18, 2025

hacking hope itself

I discover hope’s source code on a Thursday morning, staring at my coffee cup like it holds the secrets of the universe. Which, in a way, it does. The revelation arrives not as lightning but as slow recognition. My mind has been running hope protocols all along, background processes I...

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September 13, 2025

the dance between ‘I’ and ‘Me’

The dance between I and Me lives right at the heart of selfhood, it’s the movement between the actor and the mask, the subject and the object, and the experiencer and the experienced.  William James started the split: I as the knower, the pure subject of consciousness; Me as the known, the self that can be observed—my body,...

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September 12, 2025

the devil’s ink; the soul’s fire

I’ve been exploring Nick Bantock’s “The Archeo: Understanding and Developing Your Archetypes”. I’m sitting here in quiet reflection after another powerful journaling/meditation session; the question that keeps circling back to me is, ‘Why Mephistopheles?’ Why now? Something has shifted in my practice this week. I’ve felt myself touching something deeper,...

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September 10, 2025

field note from death’s dancefloor

This morning the Thoth deck placed Death in my hand with the peculiar weight that only certain cards carry—that gravitational pull of significance that makes the fingers tingle and the mind sharpen. Not the grim ender of tales that medieval minds conjured, but the skeletal dancer Crowley envisioned in his...

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September 9, 2025

the crack in the wall

The Alley of Consensus The concrete stretches endlessly in every direction, a monotonous expanse of gray that swallows the horizon. Buildings tower above me like tombstones, their surfaces scarred with identical posters that scream in bold red letters: TRUTH. ORDER. OBEY. The words repeat in perfect rows, layer upon layer,...

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September 5, 2025

lose small mind, free your life

“When you lose small mind, you free your life.” That lyric cuts right into the marrow of things. It’s a perfect koan dressed up in nu-metal clothing. Small mind is that cramped, anxious, grasping perspective we get locked into when we’re running on habit, fear, and borrowed life scripts. It’s...

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August 1, 2025

Where the Sentence Breaks, I Begin

You describe the poet not as a custodian of nation or nostalgia but as a cartographer of fracture. A maker of forms that fail beautifully. A being that crosses over the thresholds of grammar, time, and self. You say, “A poem is nothing but an attempt to transcend the boundaries...

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July 31, 2025

Why Philosophy Became Boring (And How You Can Make It Wild Again)

Picture this: Socrates walks into a modern university philosophy department… He’s wearing his usual threadbare cloak and sandals dusty from the streets of Athens, eyes bright with that familiar mischievous gleam. He approaches a graduate student hunched over a laptop, typing furiously about “post-Kantian epistemological frameworks in late-stage capitalism.” “Excuse...

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July 30, 2025

Field Notes from the River Wye

Solo camping near Hay-on-Wye Day One (1) The Arrival The tent stakes bite into the soft earth beside the Wye, and I realise how long it’s been since I’ve heard this particular silence, the kind that comes when you strip away everything except what fits in a rucksack. No folding...

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July 10, 2025

Life is a Game (And You’re Already Playing)

A morning revelation sparked by ghosts, boredom, and the art of thriving I woke up this morning with a thought that wouldn’t let go. It started with something as simple as watching the US version of Ghosts — you know, that show where spirits from different eras are stuck in...

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July 10, 2025

What did Epicurus have to say?

The Core of Epicurean Philosophy: Pleasure is the beginning and the end of the blessed life. But not the hedonism of wine-soaked debauchery. Epicurus was not referring to the superficial pleasures that come with constant consumption. No, Epicurus meant something far subtler and more sustainable: ataraxia—a deep, inner tranquillity. The...

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July 9, 2025

Walking Slow Enough for the Soul to Catch Up

A Wisdom Walk from Marston Doles to Napton-on-the-Hill There’s something about the rhythm of the feet on a towpath that unlocks the mind. Today’s wisdom walk wasn’t just about getting my steps in after a morning glued to the screen. It was about working through the soul of what I’m...

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July 6, 2025

Do the thing

Sunday evening. The rain has passed; the clouds linger. I’m out on a wisdom walk letting my feet meet the earth and my thoughts catch up with my breath. The day began scattered. Too many moving parts: the sale of the old truck and the logistics of the new one—registrations,...

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July 5, 2025

Philosophy as a Way of Life

This morning, I’m sitting in my in-laws’ conservatory in Bristol, morning light filtering through glass while the rest of the house sleeps. Coffee steam rises between me and the quiet, and somewhere in this threshold between night and day, a question whispers itself awake. It’s one that’s been brewing in...

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July 3, 2025

The Pathless Path

Late in the afternoon, I decided I needed a break from the desk. In true barefoot philosopher style, I wandered outside with a coffee and Pierre Hadot’s Philosophy as a Way of Life, laying down in the grass underneath our event shelter to shield myself from the sun. I only...

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July 2, 2025

The Productivity God and the 5:30 AM Rebellion

A morning reflection on living in harmony with yourself 5:30 AM. The house breathes in sleep. Coffee steams. The cursor blinks on an empty page. I sit in this stolen pocket of quiet and ask myself something dangerous: What does it mean, today, to live in harmony with myself, with...

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July 1, 2025

When the Student is Ready

I’m writing this from my garden chair, the evening air finally offering some relief from the heat that made today’s journey to London feel like a pilgrimage through fire. My legs are stretched out, Pierre Hadot’s Philosophy as a Way of Life resting on the lawn table beside me, its...

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June 30, 2025

The Grandfather Timeline: Seeing Both Directions

This morning, 7:13 AM, Croatian hat settled on my head, backpack loaded with gear I probably don’t need. The familiar circuit calls—out the front door, down to the path, into the rhythm that unwinds whatever the mind has been tangling. The weekend just passed brought a new soul into our...

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