Jonathan JohnsonThe Holy JourneyVoices still haunt the halls I abandoned, resonant, clinging to me. Are they filled with longing or malice? I cannot tell. The…Oct 11, 2017Oct 11, 2017
Jonathan JohnsonEmpathy Without BordersMicroscopic shards of bone litter the ground; their more full-fledged brothers and sisters either excavated or unearthed. Am I stepping on…Jul 10, 2017Jul 10, 2017
Jonathan JohnsonThe Magic of Words“Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.” —…Feb 27, 2017Feb 27, 2017
Jonathan JohnsonHumanity, Difference, and Trump“I use emotion for the many and reserve reason for the few.” — Adolph HitlerFeb 5, 2017Feb 5, 2017
Jonathan JohnsonWhat is success?Ever since late elementary school, I’ve always been the one with the answers. At school, I emphatically raised my hand first; in groups, I…Jan 12, 2017Jan 12, 2017
Jonathan JohnsonGlass Half Full Or Empty?Sitting at a rustic, wooden table at a restaurant in Kuala Lumpur, I awkwardly pull out my iPhone and photograph my glass of milk tea…Jan 5, 2017Jan 5, 2017