When I was a kid, I decided I wanted to become a priest; however, falling in love with Socratic “Truth” in my teenage years, I went onto a search with my heart in my bare hands, only to find it turn into ash…

I wandered on top of Kant and John Stuart Mill’s frozen river of cold hard rationality and found the pursuit thereof, to be fundamentally flawed. The hole is at the bottom of the bucket; Language, it is called. It’s funny how everyone goes on about their day pretending there is any relationship between a subjects Will and the Representation they claim unifies subject and object…

I took my ash to the mountains, there I found a particularly nice looking man. A man, with an eagle on his shoulder and a snake curled up aound his leg. And the rest was magic; I did not need to wander the frozen rivers no more; now, I fly above a sea of fog!

“I forgot my Umbrella…” -Potentially uncollected note from Friedrich Nietzsche

I’m pretty familiar with a lot of religious writings and also know a fair bit of Arabic.

Super into NixOS, Emacs, learning science and a ton of other hippie stuff!