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Book launch: philosophical novel Memos from the Edge

Dina-Perla Portnaar

You’re invited to join the digital book launch on April 9, 2026, from 18:00 to 22:00 CET.     If you have a TikTok account, you can comment and submit questions during the TikTok Live. If not, you can join via the link but you won’t be able to interact.     To register, send an email and you...

Darkest Europa: The French Colonization of Eastern Europe

David Banica

“The terror of the future is always grafted onto the desire to experience that terror”. Emil Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born    The Landscape, Such As It Is The French Republic has emerged as a dominant political force in the eastern provinces of the European Union — most notably in Romania...

The Glittered Mask: Epistemic Unease and the Performative Feminine on TikTok

Dina-Perla Portnaar

I’m the last person who wants to tell women how to look. For centuries, religions and social norms have dictated images of femininity. Today, new groups join the chorus, performing womanhood as if it’s a costume. Still, I feel it: when I see women with immaculate fake nails, eyelashes that defy...

Year 30

achyut

Prefer listening? Here's a voice version.I turned thirty last week. I write one of these every year. It’s become a ritual. I start a week before my birthday and go through my photos, calendar, and journal - trying to remember what happened. I look for patterns, acknowledge the journey, and sketch...

Media

achyut

Someone I love and respect called me out recently. We were talking about Andrew Cuomo, and she was surprised I didn’t know the full story behind the sexual harassment allegations. Then she asked if it was because, as a man, I didn’t care as much about these things. That landed harder than I...

Walking away

achyut

Chicago, October 15, 2022. It was 8am - windy, like always. I was in a car, parked across from what used to be my home. Waiting. My ex-wife was flying back from India with her mother. I wasn’t there to say goodbye-I just needed to see that it was real. New York, October 16, 2024. Two years later....

Yearly Reunions Called Weddings

achyut

At this age, every year brings another wedding. It’s almost a rhythm now—a close friend gets married, and the wedding becomes our annual reunion. These events are more than just ceremonies; they’re time capsules. They bring us all together again, like college days but with fewer shabby hostel...

Year 29

achyut

I'd love for you to read this while listening to the above track :) Another year, another orbit around the sun. This blog has become an unintentional ritual. A way to mark time, reflect and wrestle with the inevitable uncertainties that come with another lap through life. Patience was my word for...

Fear. [10/52]

Richard Gao

Like many, I fear that I will have said something insensitive or incorrect here, or that I’m taking up too much space. I apologize if that is the case. But more than that, I fear how I will feel down the line if these words never left my mind. TL;DR: go listen to Dave Chappelle. Fear I. Death...