Why in God’s name do we tell ourselves such harsh things?

One reason I think is because we believe we know ourselves better than everyone else in existence. In a way, this is true. We know every single deep dark secret, every action, every thought, every lie, every misgiving, every emotion. But does knowing all these things mean we’re better judges of who we are and therefore should not be open to explore and make mistakes and be human? Continue reading “Judgment”

Creative Resonance


Earlier in the summer, I was walking around my neighborhood with my earbuds on. Set on the far north part of the city of Chicago, Andersonville is a small, proud, tight-knit community that harkens back to a simpler time. Continue reading “Creative Resonance”

Muck Work


“This is to say, I am exerting every ounce of self-mastery; but I have lived in solitude too long and fed too long off my “own fat”, so I am now being broken, as no other man could be, on the wheel of my own passions. … Unless I discover the alchemical trick of turning this muck into gold, I am lost.” (A letter from Nietzsche to F. Overbeck, December 25, 1882)

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