What Can I Remember
Some thoughts on the limitations of memory
If I knew then I’d already know. If I didn’t already know, how would I know I knew it when I did?
A Primer on Murder in the Zen tradition
And you thought they were all mild-mannered teddy bears
If I knew then I’d already know. If I didn’t already know, how would I know I knew it when I did?
Murder in Time and Memory
An assessment of the line between murder/suicide in recent fiction
Why is it that the source of our most intimate and intense emotions are felt in conjunction with things that don't exist? Does the existential doubt that underlies these imaginary constructions bring the mind into such conflict with itself that it overdoses on the feedback loop?