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I was around thirteen and my sister was around ten when during a moment of severe panic my parents came up with a concrete, no-nonsense plan to lengthen our bodies by eight or nine inches. Despite being involved in sports, . . .

For N. Manu Chakravarthy & Eliot Weinberger   Sometime during the first millennium in South India, a Jain monk named Kumudendu Muni composed on palm leaves what is, perhaps, the most radical and spectacular work of literature in any language. . . .

Once upon a time, this was supposed to be a review of Suppose a Sentence by Brian Dillon. To write a review, though, requires an overview, and to achieve this overview, one needs to change position: to be wiser as . . .

Skúli W. Skíðdal was undeniably one of Iceland’s best-known and respected writers in his time. By the end, he had peacefully held his seat as an undisputed leader in the spiritual realm for years. Oddly enough, people these days seem . . .

When you connect powerfully to a story, you’re actually connecting to your deepest truth. Your ancestors want to connect with you as much as you want to connect with them. Your emotions are your sacred guides. Follow them down to . . .