Thinker. Awe-junkie. Philomath. Addicted to infornography, ultraculture and intellectual masturbation. Writer. Occasional bard. More essays at vatsav(dot)net.
This is something that’s been gnawing at me for some time, the notion that unwittingly, language has become my (only) moral compass.
What is an elegant theory and why does elegance matter?
a whimsical experiment
Blink. That pregnant moment of first light entering weak eyes.