Topic

Consciousness & Self-Identity

A collection of 34 issues

Thought’s Harmony : From Fragments to the Zeroth Entropy

What if humanity is a harmony of individual and collective thought, where matter arises from shared consciousness? This experiment ponders thought's duality, the chaos-order tension, and the dream of perfect symmetry — a zeroth entropy state, a glimpse of the divine.

The Subtle Echoes of Memory : Marcel Proust’s Swann’s Way Vs. the Maithili Film Gamak Ghar

In a world where time slips through our fingers like fine sand, certain works of art compel us to grasp its fleeting nature, urging us to reconsider what is truly lost and what remains eternally within us. Marcel Proust’s Swann’s Way (In Search of Lost Time) and the

Masks in Motion : The Aesthetics of Chaos, Seduction, and Selfhood at the Party

The Shattered Mirror of Selfhood There is a peculiar alchemy at work in the dim glow of a party. The lights flicker, music thunders, and faces shift like waves on a restless sea. Here, amidst the throb of bass and the clink of glasses, something curious happens to the self.

How Our Existence Unfolds as Contradictions?

Existence is a curious paradox, isn’t it? Here we are, suspended between the yearning for infinite possibilities and the stark finitude of our lives, caught in a web of contradictions that define our very being. We crave freedom yet cling to structure, seek connection yet guard our solitude, and

What Becomes of Us When Stripped of Our Illusions?

We live amidst illusions so deeply woven into the fabric of our lives that most of us mistake them for reality. They are comforting shrouds — myths of permanence, constructs of meaning, the false coherence of identity, the allure of progress. These illusions sustain us, individually and collectively, like fragile scaffolding

Death and Sleep : What If They Are Twins?

Every night I lay my head down, surrendering to sleep, it feels like a rehearsal for a greater cessation. Sleep, the most familiar phenomenon of living, so intimately mirrors death that it seems almost poetic, even haunting. What if these two — the darkness of sleep and the abyss of death

The Fragile Reign of Reason : Why Perfect Logic is a Myth?

Logic, they say, is the highest faculty of human intelligence — a tool that sets us apart, elevates us from chaos, and grants us a semblance of control over a fundamentally indifferent universe. But as I sit here, reflecting on countless instances when reason faltered in the face of human complexity,

The Priori Principle of Thought : Beneath the Bedrock of Knowing

As I sit alone in the soft glow of an afternoon that insists on being both languid and restless, a question takes shape in the space between my thoughts : How is it that I think at all? Not the kind of thought that rolls easily off the tongue in casual

Breath of Release : The Final Exhale

It’s strange how the final breath feels both foreign and familiar, like an old friend I’ve avoided but always knew would come. The air is thinner now, each inhale a negotiation with time, and with every exhale, I feel the world loosening its grip. Or is it me