Not reviews. Each piece here starts from a book, or a rhizome, and follows the thread to wherever it leads — often towards a guest I wasn't looking for. No fixed schedule: a piece is born when a connection seems genuinely worth telling in full.
You no longer need to pray to connect with the divine: it's the divine that makes itself present, sending notifications. The figures we once called mystics haven't disappeared — they've changed name.
Read →My grandfather, born in 1922, was torn from the fields and shipped to the front. Churchill and Odachi occupy two different positions in relation to that stone: the one who tried to stop it, and the one who took the wave.
Read →It started with a Tim Ferriss book and one question: why not steal from each of those giants a piece of their formula? The story of how a library became a map.
Read →No fixed schedule: a piece is born when a connection is worth telling in full.
