philosophy



November 14, 2022

November 14, 2022

Maybe one day we’ll reach a point when all possible frequencies have been recorded, every combination of words written.

January 4, 2022

Goodness

Ohio. Tonight the sun sets at 5:20pm, and I’m still thinking about my soul.

August 22, 2021

A Tired Age

As I write this, a hurricane is approaching the eastern seaboard, which captures the general mood for the past eighteen months: the waiting-and-seeing.

July 2, 2020

Spasm

Tonight I sat in front of a fan while premature firecrackers echoed through the streets. I wondered how to live in a nation that’s circling the drain.

April 12, 2020

Object

This season of suspension will forever tint the thoughts of all who survive it. Bright-line moments from recent memory cannot compare.

April 11, 2020

Escape

Consider the word “ecstasy” in its strict sense, a Greek word that describes standing outside of one’s body.

April 10, 2020

Stars

It seems like a tragedy to go through life not knowing the names of the lights overhead.