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There was a place inside this knot of metal limbs from which he could see the entire manifold branching overhead; it made him feel that as small as he was, compared to this enormous metal monster, he was the soul in the machine, the essential component that allowed the whole system to work. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus ep...

Because I’m me, I get to feel the thunder, and see how life expands inside a bloom. Because I’m me I dare to touch the sunset, and walk at ease under a silver moon. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenfeld.substack.com

You can’t assert nothing is real while taking in reality through your senses. Nothing is what you thought, nothing is permanent, nothing has fixed meaning, but everything is very much real, because this is what real is: whatever you perceive, think and feel at the time. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francis...

Nothing goes and nothing comes of nothing there is essence in the word of truth we are small and meek into the vastness of the worlds beyond the sights of youth. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenfeld.substack.com

As if waiting for a sign, the clouds gathered over the horizon. Jal looked at them, and in his relief allowed a tear to flow. Deafening thunder shook the heavens, echoing between the stone walls before it retreated in a low rumble. Another tear flowed down Jal’s cheek. That’s when the rain started. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to...

Softness brushes the glass pane, steadily patting at the window with delicate plush soles, the kind that make intricate embroidery patterns on freshly fallen snow, but no sounds, no sounds at all, ever. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenfeld.substack.com

As if waiting for a sign, the clouds gathered over the horizon. Jal looked at them and allowed a second tear to fall. Deafening thunder shook the heavens, echoing between the old stone walls before it retreated in a low rumble. Another tear flowed down Jal’s cheek. That’s when the rain started. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonu...

According to the old legend, the mighty birds, whose powerful talons could easily carry a castle, arrived each spring to bring people the thunder, and the first true downpour of summer. When they flapped their wings, large sparks ignited the clouds. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenfeld.substack.co...

The large table was covered in books, as always, somebody must have been working on their metaphysics’ thesis, because that seemed to be the theme of the table this time, with mounds of books spanning from religion to philosophy, and a lot of psychology in between. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosen...

Make me an offer: your head or your heart. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenfeld.substack.com

He took a few minutes to get settled, grabbed a sandwich from the refrigerator under the bar, and poured himself a drink. He was exhausted after the party he’d just left and grateful to have a quiet moment to himself. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenfeld.substack.com

'm walking in a sea of dreams, of colors not before defined, of intertwined harmonic waves that pass through matter towards light. Under the mirror of the deep amazing effervescence brews: the cherished dreams, choices in life that make it worth to follow through. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francisrosenf...

You get mixed up in stories and legends and soon you can’t distinguish them from facts anymore, because history and legend are uninterrupted threads twining through the fabric of time, and events and meanings connect across centuries, all part of a greater whole we could see if we lived long enough. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to...