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Continue reading →: The TruceI gave my panic a spare key. My younger self calls it surrender; I call it a captive audience. He’s horrified I’m laughing at the apocalypse, but frankly, the material is gold.
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Continue reading →: The Spinner’s Thread: 78 Years After the Final PrayerIn the garden where he fell 78 years ago, the Mahatma returns to break his silence. Beyond the legend lies a father’s regret and a radical’s truth. Discover what the apostle of peace finds comfort in when the world screams.
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Continue reading →: The Game of PawnsCaptain Omelchenko asked what sports I loved before sending us to die. He called it chess – sacrificing pawns to save a King. But in the freezing mud at Kruty, I learned the board bleeds, and the game never truly ends.
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Continue reading →: The True StrikeThey call it false silver, but my King’s face is sharper than any minted in the Tower. The bell tolls for thieves, yet I am only correcting the world’s balance – one beautiful, beautiful lie at a time. Hush now, the road listens.
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Continue reading →: Mary Buckland: The Invisible Hand Behind the DinosaurShe sketched the first dinosaur, then vanished into the margins. Mary Buckland returns to claim her ink and bones. Hear the voice of the invisible artist who mended fossils and history alike, finally stepping out from her husband’s long shadow.
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Continue reading →: Inherited InertiaI don’t sandbag the creek or save the scrapple. I just watch the water rise and remind you that your favourite yoga studio used to be a meat packing plant. It’s not laziness, honey. It’s tradition.
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Continue reading →: Beyond the Weekend: An Exploration of Leisure, Meaning, and the Art of Living WellLeisure is not just downtime; it is the key to flourishing. Explore the history, philosophy, and psychology of free time – from Aristotelian virtue to modern status anxiety – and discover why how you rest defines who you become.
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Continue reading →: The Weekly FibEvery week, I swear the same sweet lie – that strangers mean well, that kindness needs no motive. My cynicism scoffs. My curiosity whispers: what if you’re wrong? Somewhere between doubt and wonder, I’m gloriously stuck.
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Continue reading →: The Persistence of Dalí: Melting Time in the Theatre of DreamsBeyond the melting clocks lies a mind that refused to die. On the anniversary of his final breath, the Surrealist master wakes to discuss nuclear mysticism, his muse Gala, and why genius is the only defence against the grave.
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Continue reading →: The Quiet WorkUpstairs, the Empire is ending. Down here, I have a shivering dog and a letter that must burn. They write the history, but it’s us in the shadows who do the quiet work of saying goodbye.
Feign the virtue thou dost seek, till it becometh thine own
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- The Game of Pawns
- The True Strike
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