Ian JohnsonThe Heights of SubjectivityOne particular evening, a misanthropic and depraved hermit found himself writing by candlelight. His home was situated near the outskirts…2 min read·May 19, 2021----
Ian JohnsonA Disorganized MindWarren opened his eyes. Crusty build-up had accumulated on his eyelids. When Warren’s eyes snapped open, it felt as though his eyelids had…2 min read·May 5, 2021----
Ian JohnsonA ConfessionI am ashamed to confess that, for the majority of my life, my only true aim and endeavor in existing was the acquisition of great wealth…2 min read·Apr 27, 2021----
Ian JohnsonAn Instance of Undistinguished BehaviorI served as a soldier in my younger days. I can recall that one of my war buddies, a rifleman who went by Oliver, and I once decided to…2 min read·Apr 23, 2021----
Ian JohnsonFaith and ReasonDuring a particularly serene autumn afternoon, two lovers leisurely strolled down a winding path as autumn leaves descended gently from…2 min read·Apr 19, 2021----
Ian JohnsonA Conversation About Free WillAtticus Romulus Cicero was a poorly organized and underwhelmingly motivated undergraduate classical languages student at a university of…3 min read·Apr 18, 2021----
Ian JohnsonThe Elderly PainterAtop a skyscraper situated in the center of a bustling metropolis, an elderly man skillfully ran a paintbrush over, along, and across a…2 min read·Apr 17, 2021----
Ian JohnsonThe Lonely PhilosopherFrederick’s mind spiraled violently. As he sat in his study, perched over his desk, the elderly philosopher’s fingers danced to and fro in…2 min read·Apr 17, 2021----