“In my most evil moments, I was convinced that I was doing good, and I was well supplied with systematic arguments...
Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either—but right through every human heart—and through all human hearts. This line shifts. Inside us, it oscillates with the years… and even in the best of all hearts, there remains an un-uprooted small corner of evil.
Since then I have come to understand the truth of all the religions of the world: they struggle with the evil inside a human being (inside every human being). It is impossible to expel evil from the world in its entirety, but it is possible to constrict it within each person.
—Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
@Keir_Starmer Women? How many women were on those beaches?
Yet again you show how completely out of touch with reality you are.
I feel deeply embarrassed that we are stuck with you as our PM.
Funnily enough, we didnt face PSG or Man City either, although we did beat Barcelona in the Super Cup.
Their whole argument shows an ignorance based on imagining that the football hierarchy always been the same as the past 20 years. Nope.
In the 70s, the top 2 European leagues were the German and Dutch leagues (plus a bit of English), as evidenced by the Dutch and German teams being so dominant at international level. This was long before the multinational squads top clubs have had in the past 20+ years.
NFFC beat the German champions in both years, and also beat the Dutch champions Ajax (3x winners in the 70s), and so were worthy double Champions.
3. What's the strongest argument against your position? Steelman it.
2. If you *felt* your belief was true but the evidence was overwhelmingly against it, would you still believe?
1. If your belief was false, would that make you a worse person?
Five Socratic-based questions to improve your thinking. 1/2
5. What would it take to change your mind? Be specific.
4. If your best reason for believing that was false, would you still believe? (That's called a "real reason check".)
Nihilism thins the world.
If nothing has a nature, everything becomes plastic.
If nothing has a telos, life becomes motion without destination.
If love is only chemistry and morality only preference, the soul starts living on crumbs.
We can still be busy, clever, ironic, 'in therapy', and permanently processing. We can still answer emails, discuss issues, optimise our routines, and doom scroll ourselves into a mild trance.
But something vital goes missing.
The older view was wiser. Reality has a grain. Things have form. Lives have direction. The Good is not a rule imposed from outside, but that which brings a life into fuller coherence, right relation, and flourishing.
A guitar slightly out of tune can get through the set.
A soul out of tune can get through the week.
But eventually the mismatch starts to ache.
That, for me, is part of the meaning crisis.
Not just lack of information. Lack of contact.
Not just confusion. A thinning.
We do not need to invent meaning from scratch like stressed minor gods. We need to recover it. To come back into tune with what is already most deeply real.
The world is not empty.
It has a grain.
The soul can learn it again.
Picture this: the soft hush of dawn's first sigh, where endless light pours out like molten honey into faint, flickering shadows. A lone spark splits apart—not in rage, but from a rush of boundless warmth. It shatters into swirling shapes. Each one carries a faint glow from that ancient fire. Yet they're caught in the wild pull of separation.
Threads of deep longing weave through the misty haze. Pieces ache to merge back into perfect oneness. What was whole now roams free in layers of subtle difference—brightness chasing darkness, stillness erupting into sound. But every thorny path traced leads straight to home's quiet welcome.
Oh, the sharp pang of being torn! It sparks the pure joy of coming together. Broken fragments gleam and melt in the heart's fierce hold. In this endless spin of mystery, splitting hums a sweet song to healing. And the end? Just the start of a warm, radiant touch.
Rumination feels like 'work' but produces nothing.
When you catch yourself replaying the same scene, write two bullet points:
Mine to do (one small action): one message, one boundary, one repair, one walk.
Not mine to carry: other people’s opinions, their choices, outcomes, timing, the past, the internet, 'the sustem'.
If there’s no 'mine to do', let go and release.
This isn’t a moment for problem solving.
It’s a letting go moment.
Modernity and science gave us incredible power by privileging ‘process’ (material + efficient causes), but in the bargain we lost a language for ‘form’ (the organising pattern of becoming).
Without acknowledgement of form, growth becomes vague, therapy loses a key dimension it already implicitly relies on, and culture ends up enforcing hidden norms anyway.
So the invitation is to make form conscious again - not as a prison, but as orientation toward coherence and flourishing.
“Everything good is costly, and the development of the personality is one of the most costly of all things. It will cost you your innocence, your illusions, your certainty.”
- Carl Jung
@paulmorley19 The team was in a tail spin towards the bottom when Dyche arrived.
He's not only steadied the ship, he's given us some excellent results and performances.
The task was to keep us up and progress in Europe. Both on track.
Nuno was similarly criticised in his first season.