Fragments from a Disjointed Mind

Being an account of the thoughts and feelings of a young man with too much time on his hands and too little sense, in his spiritual travels and travails across life, the universe, and various other paraphernalia.

Monday, 28 August 2017

Words are a Sawn Off Shotgun

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I only really like music when I like the lyrics, but I only really like lyrics when they're confusing. I remember immediately fallin...
Thursday, 20 October 2016

Statement of Identity

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I'm not exactly the most ambivalent of religion-losers, but I'm still a little envious specifically of that previous life's rea...
Monday, 19 September 2016

Extraverting China-wards

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"Actually he lives in a mythological world, where men, animals, locomotives, houses, rivers, and mountains appear either as benevolen...
Friday, 3 June 2016

The Impulse/Mind/Body/Spirit Quadralism, Part 1

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I've written  before,  in case you have dared to not religiously follow and memorise my writings, about the reasons to prioritise the b...
Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Thinginess

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" A man seeking revenge does not go so far as to smash the sword of his enemy; a man, no matter how hot-tempered, does not rail at th...
Thursday, 21 April 2016

Bodies and Words

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Continuing in the spirit of over-ambitiousness, I want to try and present a basic ethical framework - whose philosophical soundness is of s...
Wednesday, 30 March 2016

History, Philosophy, and Lyric

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How's that for an overblown title? So. Restlessness and indecision at my undergrad studies together with a lifelong urgent predisposi...
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I suppose I cut down trees, and regularly have lunch, and frequent the lavatory when I need to. On a Wednesday I might go shopping, and come tea time I find that buttered scones make for an excellent repast.
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