Every separation is a link – confessions of a trans-theist and the poetics of belief
These days I’m thinking about a metaphor found in the writings of Simone Weil: Two prisoners in adjoining cells are divided by a rock wall. Over what must...
These days I’m thinking about a metaphor found in the writings of Simone Weil: Two prisoners in adjoining cells are divided by a rock wall. Over what must...
It is of course the case that the posts one thinks about at length, beats one’s head with, are those that are of the least interest to most people. Nevertheless...