Epictetus, you know I believe in stoicism, much like you; but I discern and beg to differ! There are words hidden under the pillows of appearances, which take your comfort away But there are many more obvious, as you wake, that only feel soft and nurturing, but are like seeds that breed weeds in your illusory garden! The truthContinue reading “Epictetus, I have two ears and one mouth; but I still don’t take advice: A poem “