Tag: Life
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Self-Meta-Critical Letter/Journal Entry
Dear Reader, How are you? How’s life? Can you really answer these questions? You can reply to this email and the replies will automatically get posted as comments under the blogpost for this letter. And if you do that, I will definitely read them and reply and perhaps even continue the conversation. But the more…
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Doodencrapenschit: My New Take on Philosophy
Doodencrapenschit begins with the fact that humans have questions and humans want answers to those questions. Do humans have questions? Not every human has questions. Some human have questions. Not all humans who have questions have the same questions. Together as a collective, humans have questions. And together as a collective, they want answers. Humanity…
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Why Philosophy? – Part II
About a decade ago, I had a blog where I wrote articles that fell under the self-help genre. I had no intention of writing a self-help blog but that’s what it ended up becoming. I had posts on topics such as: If you could read that blog now, you’d think that I was preaching a…
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A Recovering Anhedonic
This is a tricky question for me because for years I was depressed and couldn’t feel happy at all. I was definitely experiencing anhedonia. I could only get excited about the prospect of doing something, like eating something delicious, but when I actually did that thing, I found it hard to feel anything at all.…
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The Blood of the Gods
The blood of the Godsflows in the veins of rocks Touch them, these rockshot under the sun,cold in the shadeFeel the roughness under your fingers Be quiet,listen,close your eyesand you’ll feel it You’ll feel the blood flowingFaint, yet strongThe slow rhythm of mother earth And when the clouds gatherand it starts to rain;a short burstbefore…
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The Storm
The storm came suddenlyand, like only it could,dampened my spirits, as Ifell into troubled sleep. As I started to dream,the storm entered my headand violated my grey matter,and washed all my thoughts away. My heart broke at this great lossand I cried tearlessly in my sleep. But when I woke up,the sky had cleared;the storm…
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Rudya Aditya 