Category: Commentaries
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A Lantern in the Philosophical Dark: An Explanation of Hobbes.
What I noticed first was the chick’s bloodied beak and grotesquely mangled neck. The sorry thing had fallen from its nest, which I now saw perched precariously on the lush bougainvillea vine that lustily propagated itself across the lintel of my garage. The Californian sun, normally a friend to all…
Where the Wind Whisks Me Away... 