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Heidegger’s Philosophy

For the first time, I was grateful to be human

One night, I dreamed that I was flying toward a place called the Island of Robots. At first, the dream appeared as spectacle: a high-tech airport, luminous corridors, metallic figures moving with calculated grace. But upon waking reflection, I realized…

Retreat, My Friend: On Being-Lost in the World and the Call to Authenticity

If you are living in a major city, as I do in Lahore, and you do not have a few minutes to think alone, to gaze out the window, and to focus your consciousness inward upon your very self—then you…