Café de la Paix

Sunday 26 October 2025 Ankara, Türkiye The night is still heavy over Ankara when you wake, not to the call of inspiration, but to the high-pitched drone of a mosquito. It is 3:30 a.m. Outside, the world sleeps. Inside, something stirs — part irritation, part calling. The kind that brings a man to lace his… Continue reading Café de la Paix

The Death of Time

Tuesday 21 October 2025 Ankara, Türkiye Above: View from the mall at the base of Atakule TV tower in Ankara, Türkiye Time was wheeled onto the operating table at 3:47 PM. Its pulse fluttering like a bird trapped in a glass cage. Breath shallow, heart laboring beneath the harsh fluorescent glare of endless screens. The… Continue reading The Death of Time

The Oppressed Pedagogy

Above: Socrates teaching Sunday 19 October 2025 Ankara, Türkiye Education as Power Throughout history, the most dangerous person to any oppressive system has not been the warrior or the rebel — but the teacher. Throughout history, great thinkers have recognized that education is not merely about learning facts — It is about shaping the mind… Continue reading The Oppressed Pedagogy

The Academy of Joy (2)

Wednesday 15 October 2025 Ankara, Türkiye Above: Fountain of the Nymphs in Kızılay Square in Ankara (1930) Reading about René Daumal’s Le Mont Analogue has led my mind to consider – Above: French writer René Daumal (1908 – 1944) Let us call it an idea, for lack of a better word – The quest for enlightenment,… Continue reading The Academy of Joy (2)

The weeping guitar

Canadian Thanksgiving Sunday Sunday 12 October 2025 Ankara, Türkiye Above: Images of Ankara There are mornings when the world feels unbearably heavy — when the weight of its sorrows presses upon the heart so insistently that even gratitude struggles to breathe. This is one such morning. Two images linger in my mind: Above: Flag of… Continue reading The weeping guitar

The ostrich in the room

Sunday 5 October 2025 Ankara, Türkiye Above: Başkent Millet Bahçesi Park, Ankara, Türkiye There is an old story about the ostrich, repeated since the days of Pliny the Elder, that when danger approaches the bird buries its head in the sand, imagining that what it cannot see cannot see it. In Natural History, Pliny the… Continue reading The ostrich in the room