Whatever else a life contains, kindness is what makes it matter.
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Disability is not an edge case that happens to someone else. It is a statistical certainty built into biology and time. Unless a life ends early, bodies age, systems degrade, injuries accumulate, genetics express themselves, and cognition changes. This is not moral failure or personal deficiency. It is physics. Entropy at the level of lived […]
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Death, Life and other Symbols
I wonder about what we lose when we die. While the cultural transmission medium and distributed super-organism of embodied human being is as dependent upon transient existence and experience as it is upon the literal apoptosis of imminent dissolution, none of this renders mortality in any sense intelligible from within the mixed salad of words […]
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Shattered
This year I had the opportunity to pursue an aspiration I have had for a very long time. Life of course had other ideas and rolled a very large boulder through my world. I survived and find myself still pursuing my dream, just more slowly and with the considerable trepidation that comes from having just […]
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Endings
All of our questions are really only so many hollow, transient games with words. Their meanings are inferred self-refentially from within the matrix ofvwords and phrases, quite arbitrary without much of a concrete connection to anything beyond the simplest of material facts and the most rudimentary of truths that we can fabricate in logic or […]
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The King that Fell
Imagine, if you will, a king. A mighty ruler, a keen follower of Machiavelli and thus feared much more than loved and very clever indeed. Of course, being clever is only ever measured by the breadth and depth in which intelligence is defined and this king had come to live in a half-mirrored world of […]
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The Oblivion of Broken Things
I am endlessly captivated by the many and diverse ways that this world of ours, for all its patterned continuity, already and always bears a certain discontinuous fracture, harmonic displacement and logical dissonance at heart. It is as though all our vainglorious aspirations to meaning as the symbolic mirror of existential assurance and cognitive (or […]
I don’t know if there’s life after death, but I do know that facing personal mortality would be a hell of a lot easier if there was some sense in which we could be certain that humanity was likely to persist in this Universe, that all of our lives and suffering as collective endeavour possesses […]
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As though fields of flowers…
As though fields of flowers, our experiences are living (and decaying) things and it is indeed in a transience native to all material and psychological things that we come to understand their true value and beauty. The most difficult part of this experience and light of living, of being, is to know that it is […]
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Mortality
It’s curious that the cognitive systems and languages through which we aspire to illustrate these existential intricacies of mortality are themselves so viscerally and intimately dependent upon teleological endpoints as anchors of meaning that when they attempt to embrace the meaningless vacuum and grand tautology at their core, they always fail. Is this failure of […]
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We’re all Amateurs
“That’s all any of us are: amateurs. We don’t live long enough to be anything else.” Charlie Chaplin Amateurs indeed, and yet – as with so many things – we perceive not only the implicit limitations of our minds (and lives, collectively – of cultures and civilisation) but also intuit the significant persistence of doubt, […]
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Boxes of Books
I recently received several boxes of books that had once belonged to my father. He died around 10 years ago now and these books seem to be the last traces of his life left to touch my world in any material manner. I had the strangest sensation and revelation as I stood there and stared, […]
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