The young priest/wizard held the staff high. It was the first ceremony he conducted with it, after inheriting it from the old sage, and he had decorated it with fresh mongoose blood and falcon feathers.
Truth of the Lesser Men is a collection of ideas and short essays by a young male Brazilian called marcio rocha pereira, in a not-so-fluent English.
The subject is the world, society, live and how we live it. Or something like it. It is my attempt at understanding everything that happens all around me, an ontological travel journal of sorts. Which probably translates into, quite simply, my own opinions and thinking.
Nevertheless, i don’t know what i am, or if being something is important to me, or what you mean by “being something” — so that I can hardly answer the questions of what I do, or work with, or any of the other identity-assigning questions. If you are really interested, check the personal info.
The idea of this blog is to avoid rewriting as much as possible, and to write different takes to the same ideas if the need arise, instead of modifying. This is to avoid a constant state of in-progress.
Love or hate, i am always open for criticism (and i'll even accept praise with as much grace as i can manage). Hope you like it.
tags and seriesabsence of certainty abstraction ANTICONSUMERISM APHORISMS BACTERIA beauty belief bias brain circumstance cognition communication competition complexity COMPUTERS confessions culture design dichotomies ecology economy epistemology ERISTIK ethics EXERCISE experience externality freedom functionalism GENDER GENDER ISSUES gender roles HAPPINESS heuristic how we live our lives ideology intelligence interface IN WHICH language LT_BEST mathematics meaning MEDIA ME FUE AL DESIERTO metablog modernity money morality ontological roots OUR DAY AND TIMES philosophy of science politiks power programming language realism reality reason relationship advice relativism relevance religion science scifi self-reliance shallowness society strenghtbeauty subjectivity technology THE ISSUES THEORY OF LANGUAGE THERE IS NO TRUTH VIOLENCE µFiction