Sadly, it’s gone dark.
The Last Psychiatrist—how did I miss this? And what happened to this person? Why aren’t they writing anymore? They are needed.
Check these out:
Don’t Hate Her Because She’s Successful
Hipsters on Food Stamps
All of the half-thoughts swirling in my head that would have taken many hours of thought to distill into arguments have been chucked out here rapid-fire by someone clearly about a thousand times smarter than I am. This blog ought to be required reading in school.
§ As you get older, the ghosts become more real than anything else.
§ Under the leaves, soil. Under the soil, stone. Under the stone, souls.
§ Radically empowering individuals in society may be the worst mistake we ever made.
§ Want to be a radical? Refuse to suffer. Then, wait for the assault.
§ Goodbye 2017, part two. (The real part.)
§ Sometimes you find home where you’ve never been—and you dwell where you aren’t.
§ The self can’t play Atlas for postmodernity because science is now supernatural.
§ Rehab is universal. So is history.
§ Identity, transcendence, and tactics.
§ Untitled. (a.k.a. Pretty faces, new old photos.)