philosophy

  • A Few Missing Frames

    A Timetraveler’s Side Quest. The Fool, “as she likes to call herself, when she is venturing into something new”, has returned. Not quite to where she left from, of course. Time has been busy while she was away. More than two and a half years, can apparently be both an age and barely a moment,…

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  • Reblogged as Gentleman Jack: what I wrote then still feels true, though time has polished the edges. A touch more aware now, but not less honest.

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  • #Notes From A Time Traveller To speak of disenchantment is to speak of dissolution in expectation. The Time Traveller has walked through many ages and discovered that The Fool did not discover that every guide was wise, but that wisdom and titles are not the same thing. Through every century, she sees the scenery change,…

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  • A Timetraveler’s Side Quest. The Curious Incident of the Heart That Isn’t Finished Yet. And this quest is not about romance, as it may not be standing at the station waiting for me, but the questions I find so hard to ask might be travelling on a nearby platform. So the fool who returns at…

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  • A Field Note from the Present Age. It has come to my attention, upon observing the customs of this era, that a most peculiar error has taken hold of their language.The word empathy is spoken as though it denotes virtue.It does not. Yet the people in this time seem convinced that to “possess empathy” is…

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  • After burnout forced a pause, I began to rebuild, choosing university, choosing creation, choosing myself. This is the story of how my voice returned.

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  • The Case of Gentleman Jack 3 Last night, the Time Traveller visited the Seer, someting all time travellers have to do! The peculiar, not old, just a woman living where the cliffs meet the sea, in a crooked cottage full of peat smoke, old maps, and the atmosphere that makes people accidentally tell the truth.…

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  • Beauty begins the moment comparison turns off. Confidence isn’t a competition but a presence, a feeling that moves through you when you simply exist, unmeasured, expressive, and seen.

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  • A time traveller drops her notebook and is briefly spellbound by an unexpected moment of connection. Between words, memory, and presence, she rediscovers the romance of being seen and the simplicity of feeling alive.

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  • The Time Traveller. Expected memories but found interpretations, a reflection on how meaning shifts between kindness, fear, and the ghosts we see in good people.

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