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I’m not really a fan of Stoicism, but I haven’t really given it a fair chance, so I decided to download Meditations by Marcus Aurelius and Seneca’s Letters on Ethics. I have a tendency to cherry pick quotes for inspiration though, so I looked up some from Seneca.
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I’ve officially stepped back from YouTube. All my videos are now unlisted or private. It’s not a dramatic exit—just a quiet shift. My health hasn’t improved, and I no longer have the energy to sustain both this blog and the channel. The research papers are done, too. That chapter has closed.
There’s one final project I’m still working on. I hope to finish it before I die. It’s not grand, but it matters to me.
I’ll continue blogging here and on my personal site for as long as I’m able. No promises, no schedule—just presence, when I can offer it.
Pain has a way of folding the world inward. This piece came from that fold—where the body whispers its threshold, and the heart audits every gesture. Some days, I am the cat—soft-bellied, sharp-clawed, curled inside the cage of my own ribs. This poem is a record of those days.
The Capacity of a Cat

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