Life after door kicking.

Tag: philosophy

  • Joe Blow to Double 00 : the Power of a smile in your toolkit

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    For most of my life, I was a sourpuss. Angry, unapproachable, someone people didn’t dare waste a smile on. I was just Joe Blow—grumpy, defensive, easy to avoid. Somewhere along the way, though, I started adding tools to my kit, and the most surprising one was a smile. Learning to wield it deliberately—strategically—felt almost like…

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  • “Before Stoicism: Musings Toward a Philosophy”

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    Most people think they’re shepherds.In reality, most of us are sheep—and we spend a surprising amount of time arguing over who the wolves are.That realization was part of one of my earliest attempts at building a philosophy.Long before I ever read Marcus Aurelius or Epictetus, I was trying to make sense of how people behave…

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  • Why I Chose Stoicism Over Epicureanism

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    Philosophy isn’t some wasted elective from high school, or a lot of debt from a college with no method of recompense — it’s a tool for life. When understood and applied, it can help you lead a good life, but first you have to define what a “good life” actually means. I’ve dabbled in philosophy.…

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  • Security First, Freedom Later — The Ancient Shell Game

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    Everyone claims to value freedom. Ask a hundred people whether they would rather live free or not, and all hundred will say yes. But history and human behavior tell a more complicated story. When faced with uncertainty, instability, or danger, people consistently choose security over liberty.This choice is not foolish — it is practical. Human…

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  • It wasn’t bad enough so I let it get so much worse

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    This is the post I didn’t want to write.What makes it worse is that none of this is new to me.I wrote about this years ago. It was actually the first thing I ever wrote, even if it wasn’t the first thing I posted. I talked about the panic attacks, the hyper vigilance, the feeling…

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  • The Cost of Isolation: Six Lives That Prove We’re Meant to Be With People

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    And Why I Still Fight the Urge to Pull Away Isolation is tempting. Quiet. Predictable. Controlled. I battle with the urge to isolate. There are days when even stepping into a party, a store, or a casual conversation feels draining, like the world is tapping a vein and taking what I’ve got left. Sometimes it’s…

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  • Let’s get one thing straight: socialism has worked before. Once. In a war camp with spears.

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    “He trained his fellow-citizens to have neither the wish nor the ability to live for themselves.” —Plutarch, on the Spartan lawgiver Lycurgus Socialism Worked Once—in Sparta. And Y’all Aren’t Man Enough to Be Spartans Sparta was the original communist wet dream—no private wealth, no individual luxury, shared property, mandated equality, state-raised children, and universal military…

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  • Speaking extemporaneously

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    This is something I didn’t write so much as find —the pen just moved, and I followed.Sometimes the mind drags you through chaosjust to remind you what clarity costs.These words came from that place. — Sometimes this dream feels like a nightmareIntrusive like a sledge, like I’m having night terrors,and I just can’t back up…

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  • Measured in Exhales

    Feeling different than all my peers in this,Struggles of a left-handed lyricist,Smudges on my fist from dragging it,Even worse when I was gripping it. Audacity to worship myself — intrinsic,But a little introspection shows that’s illogic,Blessings of a curse — I’m gifted,Writing backwards in my notebooksso this spiral isn’t on my wrist. I was never…

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  • Life After Door Kicking: Why I Had to Start Writing or Explode

    What’s the story behind your nickname? “LifeAfterDoorkicking” came about while I was racking my brain for a name that captured the mess, meaning, and momentum of everything I wanted to say. I had this piece—this raw, unfinished, rewritten dozen-times-over piece—sitting in my phone notes, itching to break out of the screen and into the world.…

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