Kurt BellJul 28, 20202 minSTOIC POETRY | The road into nightSuch a long hike to get here, now. The place where I set out from is invisible beyond those distant hills, a memory of setting out from a...
Kurt BellJul 27, 20202 minSTOIC POETRY | A prison of consequenceI keep forgetting - fooling myself, really - that I could be in any circumstance other than the one in which I find myself now. It's fun...
Kurt BellJul 26, 20202 minSTOIC POETRY | The way things are likely to beOur personal nature is our most visible evidence that our will is never fully free: as how many forces of my personal being - my...
Kurt BellJul 25, 20202 minSTOIC POETRY | Life at the atomic levelI expect my consciousness is a connect-the-dots affair; a consequence of some trillions of atoms gathered and enlivened through the...