"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
Kalma’s name, the Finnish goddess associated with death and decay, possibly means “The Stench of Corpses,” which is enough of a declaratory statement in itself. Narratives revolving around her, often find her lingering in graveyards and cemeteries so much that the Finnish word for graveyard, kalmisto, is thought to derive from her name.
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A few weeks ago, I wrote a piece on the art of questioning, and someone on LinkedIn aptly remarked that the main idea is dubito, ergo sum: doubting is one of the skills we humans have to hone and preserve in the age of AI.
Continues from yesterday. THE MIRROR. CHAPTER I. You are fond (said my aunt) of sketches of the society which has passed away. I wish I could describe to you Sir Philip Forester, the “chartered libertine” of Scottish good company, about the end of the last
I have a particular fondness for Middle-East, Africa and the Mediterranean Region and, as such, I was sure not to be disappointed by my brief visit to Morocco. We spent a handful of days between Marrakesh and Essaouira, on the Atlantic sea, with a stop
A few weeks ago, I wrote a piece on the art of questioning, and someone on LinkedIn aptly remarked that the main idea is dubito, ergo sum: doubting is one of the skills we humans have to hone and preserve in the age of AI.
Continues from yesterday. THE MIRROR. CHAPTER I. You are fond (said my aunt) of sketches of the society which has passed away. I wish I could describe to you Sir Philip Forester, the “chartered libertine” of Scottish good company, about the end of the last
I have a particular fondness for Middle-East, Africa and the Mediterranean Region and, as such, I was sure not to be disappointed by my brief visit to Morocco. We spent a handful of days between Marrakesh and Essaouira, on the Atlantic sea, with a stop
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