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Splendour

Dear Kai, You know that poem by Robert Browning called Paracelsus? It was really the last few lines of the poem I want to focus on. … And to know Rather consists in opening out a way Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape, Than in effecting entry for a light Supposed to be without. All …

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Dear Kai

I am writing you today to address a question that you didn’t ask me. Yet, even though you didn’t ask me this question, I can feel that it weighs on you.
What is that question you ask?

What must I do to become a real man?