To those of you who were born and bred in the land of Nether, I imagine that the bicycle appears as everyday an object as your kettle or thumb: a precious tool, but not one that inspires the poetry of the muses. However, to a humble Londoner like myself, (whose experiences of bikes before arrivingContinue reading “Bike Eulogy”
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It’s Not the End of the World – The Sublime On a Small Scale
How does one track down the sublime? It is not moldy lemons that I am referring to here (haha do you get it??) (sorry), but that feeling of your organs permeating through your skin, of your stomach turning into an abyss and swallowing the rest of you up whole. I remember a few years agoContinue reading “It’s Not the End of the World – The Sublime On a Small Scale”
The Problem With Using Philosophy For Self-Help
This morning I awoke from an elongated stupor to find myself hunched in a dark corner of the library, surrounded by Nietzsche books and empty budget-coffee cups. Nearby undergrads eyed me up warily. I dimly recalled having thrown a dictionary at them earlier because they were eating fruit too loudly. Looking down at my hands,Continue reading “The Problem With Using Philosophy For Self-Help”
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