Essays
Sporadic musings.
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Sporadic musings.
How can we ever hope to create a different world if we have lost the capacity to dream?
Remembering is the work. Seeing clearly is the work. Naming correctly is the work.
Bookmark this email and come back to it when you are at a low point.
Sometimes, publishing can be as simple as having access to the means of production: a printer, glue, and a craft knife.
This type of writing doesn't feel like work. It feels like something between necessity and reward. If I was a bird I guess I'd sing.