Things ping around in my mind, all these tasks to accomplish, all the unfinished business, but none of them compel me to action. Instead I fritter my focus on inanities.
My brain is a cloud. I stare at myself out the window. I watch the thoughts pass, watch the sky paint its images. These are my visions. I see things.
I decided that what really mattered to me was color, composition and personal connection to the moment. The camera itself is just a technicality, isn’t it?
It’s amazing to see someone so strong and ambitious and good, putting forward an alternative narrative into a society so angry and misguided.
A political concept lies at the heart of the EU that I think helps explain the continent’s success, and it might sound controversial: it’s the fundamental idea of the nation-state. It can actually be a fun, cooperative thing.
I breathe, perceive this infinite field of vision and start to see the little cells in my eyes dancing. It’s like a hallucination and my ego vanishes in it. I wonder about the nature of perception and about human limits; I become more aware of my consciousness.
We need to replace “Where are you from?” and “What do you do?” with “What culture do you relate to?” and “What do you care about?”
I smiled, relaxed, backed away; I tried to communicate that I wasn’t desperate, didn’t need anything, but could entertain her company, if interest was reciprocated.
Every place has a certain meaning, and every land and its people enrich the world in a certain way. But what defines a place, exactly?
I open my eyes widely. This energy enters my body. It’s in me. There. I’m present I think.
In death, we find rebirth. In this case, through a new god of fertility and sex. A journey to Paris’s Pere Lachaise.
Berlin is an embarrassment of riches when it comes to relaxing. The attitude exudes from the parks and into every daily situation.
We need to replace “Where are you from?” and “What do you do?” with “What culture do you relate to?” and “What do you care about?”
An artist from Iran moved to Berlin for the same reasons we all do. But his move felt more urgent.
In celebration of human pleasure against religious dogma - a book about ideology, launched at the Crazy Horse.
On a global stage, it’s no wonder that the art world addresses politics. But must it?
Left-leaning people simply didn’t want another typical politician committed to policies of neoliberalism. They chose to abstain instead.
Having listened to some conservatives on the topic of immigration, I can see their points, even if I don’t fully agree with their final analysis. Well, it’s complicated.
It’s easy to agree to disagree on topics like food and film, but when it comes to how society functions, wouldn’t it be nice to come to some sort of mutual understanding?
I've been a fan and subscriber to an online community for years called Late-Stage Capitalism. I love the critiques posted there of free markets gone awry.
I stayed up until 9am that night, much more sober than other nights I’ve stayed up until morning. I watched the New York Times odometer tick mercilessly toward the right…
Why, in an era of global polls, GPS and online banking is America still using this thing called the Electoral College for representative democracy? Why can’t democracy be direct?
She tells him about her loneliness, her disappointment in the night, in life. He registers it, hears her, nods. She loses herself in his moon-like grin.
I am a black hole. I suck the life out of the world and I am always hungry, always wanting to consume people, to suck you dry like a vampire
Normalcy! Politeness! Coward! My head. I swear I’ll explode. I leave her alone.
It was my mistake to think I could talk so candidly with you about this stuff. I don’t know why I brought it up.
She is the sun to him. He feels warmth radiating from her face. The shy blinks of her eyes are like rays of light, a glow emanating somehow from inside him and out.
This is where my own fears and insecurities come in because as much as I miss this, I will always want more, will always wonder what else is out there…
Things ping around in my mind, all these tasks to accomplish, all the unfinished business, but none of them compel me to action. Instead I fritter my focus on inanities.
My brain is a cloud. I stare at myself out the window. I watch the thoughts pass, watch the sky paint its images. These are my visions. I see things.
An artist from Iran moved to Berlin for the same reasons we all do. But his move felt more urgent.
I decided that what really mattered to me was color, composition and personal connection to the moment. The camera itself is just a technicality, isn’t it?
It’s amazing to see someone so strong and ambitious and good, putting forward an alternative narrative into a society so angry and misguided.
Will MacAskill focuses on human health, the evils of industrial farming, and existential threats to life on earth.
Will MacAskill focuses on human health, the evils of industrial farming, and existential threats to life on earth.
A diaspora occurs when a nation faces existential threat. The Armenians have experienced trauma that rivals any other.
A critical look at the public shaming of Kanye West. Why is freedom of expression being attacked from the left?
Wendover Productions studies population density, and makes a case for us to live closer together.
The Nerdwriter contextualizes the brilliant 1998 film within the cultural zeitgeist of 2016.
Berlin lets you be. You can throw yourself into any fathomable interest, pursue any attraction or distraction (as the case may be).