Jun 10Mr Aspen’s Last Day Above GroundShe had marks on her face. I told her I was sorry for her loss. Pa said that’s what you were supposed to say, if you were proper. When I said it she seemed to shake a little, as though she was a reed who’d just realised it was windy…Fiction10 min read
Apr 3, 2021Trolleys, Utilitarianism and a Foot (A Uni Essay)“A bystander happens to be standing by the track, next to a switch that can be used to turn the tram off the straight track, on which five […people] are working, onto a spur of track to the right on which only one […person] is working. The bystander therefore has…Philosophy4 min read
Feb 13, 2021Batman Versus Maslow —Virtue or Self-Actualisation?Batman once said “it’s not who I am underneath, but what I do, that defines me”. This is a very Aristotlean perspective: the more good one does, the better a person one is. Yet humans are more than just action-outputters; we have feelings, desires, we yearn for moral clarity in…Philosophy5 min read
Feb 11, 2021Objective Morality, and its impact on our intercultural landscape.Cultural relativism: A sociological term meaning: judging a culture by their own standards, from their own perspective, as opposed to ethnocentrism, the act of judging another culture by your own culture’s standards. Morality (as defined by Cambridge dictionary): a set of personal or social standards for good or bad behaviour…Philosophy11 min read
Feb 6, 2021Contradictions — ConversationsI was sold my head one day, in a dusty street, from a fat man in a turban and a dirty silk robe, he handed it to me in a box, a ribbon atop it, a cube of dark mahogany wood, he flashed his two-toothed mouth in a wicked grin, …Poetry2 min read
Feb 5, 2021Pretendour conscience observes while our bodies trip us up at every turn, our inner self struggles to contain our physical desire to burn, we as humans yearn, to be absolute, uncovered, learned. often we cross the threshold of sensibility long before we act, as though the door to our soul…Poetry2 min read
Feb 5, 2021MayaSpencer Gromwell drank in the vibrancy of the market, allowing its familiar conglomeration of scents to lull him into a stupor. Now was the time for recuperation, while the sun still hung in the sky. Few things about Spencer’s life were normal, and his hours of work were no exception…Dungeons And Dragons10 min read