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Shadows And so, as it begins with every philosophical quest, I began with the shadows; shadows ever resident, that accompany all that ...

Robben Island (2005) I can see the island from here. White sunlight beams through the open window, accompanying the cool Atlantic sea a...

That meeting point ... That meeting point, between literature and philosophy, began to occupy my every waking moment. Soon, it had arr...

This piece was originally written as a letter to my son, so that he could turn to it in my absence for guidance when he needs it. After c...

The Noise (2005) I will be the first to admit that when my anger finally arrived, in its totality, it raised my vanities with it. I lost ...

# 12 Augna 25980 (1884) Slavery didn’t end when it did. Ask Bhagoo’s son. Ask him what the good decent Mr Meikle and his wife did to hi...

For when all was said and done … And yet what was this liberation? For when all was said and done, those who had lurked in the shadows an...