“When I Consider How My Light Is Spent” by John Milton

When I consider how my light is spent,  Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,  And that one Talent which is death to hide  Lodged with me useless, though my Soul more bentTo serve therewith my Maker, and present  My true account, lest he returning chide;  “Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?”  … Continue reading “When I Consider How My Light Is Spent” by John Milton

Entertaining Ourselves to Death: The Supersensorium

Does Art still matter today? In the vast tubes of the internet, I stumbled across this incredibly thought-provoking long-form essay, "Enter the Supersensorium: The Neuroscientific Case for Art in the Age of Netflix" by neuroscientist Erik Hoel. It is just over 7,000 words (about a 45-minute read), and wades into some dense neuroscientific jungles (gamma-aminobutyric … Continue reading Entertaining Ourselves to Death: The Supersensorium