Bundles today’s chaos into thought’s raw core—where nothing matters, yet all matters shape us. What the heart rejects as fabricated noise reveals truth: undigested fabrications drown genuine expression. Premium reflections with MailPoet alerts for subscribers.
Every year, specifically on May 5th, the flag is raised in the Netherlands to celebrate the liberation of the Kingdom of the Netherlands from an oppressive occupier (1940–1945). This serves as the conclusion to the commemoration of the fallen and…
“Experimenting—trying methods, eliminating faults to nail the solution—is a hobby for some. For me, driven by purpose, it was never that.” That is a powerful distinction. It’s the difference between wandering and navigating. For the hobbyist, the “wrong way” is…
Protocol for Mental Sovereignty: The Battle for Attention and the Necessity of aBaseline. Life is not a “rat race”; it is a choice. This protocol is not a demand for academic perfection,but a plea for purpose. Whether you choose rest,…
Let us take a look at the flight of those chosen by God, from Egyptian tyranny, through mountains and valleys, to the land promised by God. A journey as a group, full of tension and adventure, of pride and betrayal,…
A colleague once muttered that the fear of deadly stillness explains every social conflict. He went on: when someone knows they’ve been ‘given up on,’ they begin to organize their own funeral—and involve others in the preparations. They announce who’s…
Those who follow me on Facebook (link) are familiar with my introduction, “My resistance to the madness of the moment is cast in satire and blues.” Today, I want to give shape to my feelings for the blues in this…
For anyone who regularly visits social media, it comes as no surprise that the “Law of Extremes”—constantly clashing—erodes nuance to the point where an element worthy of connection indeed connects with whatever value remains from the crumbled opposition. Self-proclaimed intellectuals,…
Understandably, people at the time were elated by the invention of the pencil. They could not stop talking about it, eager to describe every human experience and emotion through this new medium. At the same time, it is palpable why…
