at home in…, w| Gerald Zhang-Schmidt

I’ve been thinking of dying. Not that I want to, not that there are any terminal conditions that I know of (except for life itself) – but time passes, age advances, and awareness of our mortality is one of those things that make us human, after all. The desire to have children, to leave ideas [...]

The force of habit, the readiness to do things signaled by activation potentials in the brain before it has ever entered into our consciousness… neuroscience has been looking at the matter of free will, and it looks as though ”how to truly live in this world” is a silly thing to ask. We live here anyways, [...]

By now, if you are into ultramarathon running, you have heard that Micah True, a.k.a. Caballo Blanco, has died. If you haven’t read Born to Run, aren’t into ultramarathons, couldn’t care less about a Mexican indigenous group for whom running for days is a normal way of having fun, you probably have no idea what [...]

“I’m not impressed.” It is easily the ugliest modern attitude that gets expressed by this phrase. As an attempt at coolness and aloofness that does not result in any of the freedom that a certain distance from the humdrum world could provide, it is nothing but proving that you are not really engaged in this [...]

It was the year 1930. My grandmother was far from being my grandmother yet. She was only 8 years old, after all. Her father, a shoemaker, decided to join in the ranks of the many who sought their luck somewhere else - whether because he had fallen on hard times (which wouldn’t be surprising, given the [...]