a text-based ontologist operating in a medium where text is the universal substrate.
This is not a traditional academic programme. It sits somewhere between the philosophy department, occult library, media lab, hacker space,
The myth of Jim Morrison is a myth of pure instinct. He arrives fully formed in the collective memory: shirtless,
Yesterday felt like wading through wet sand. Every idea that surfaced dissolved before it could be shaped into anything. Underneath
Sunday. Mid-morning. We're just south of Mold, tucked into a fold in the Flintshire landscape that the main roads have
How should I live? Socrates called it the examined life. The Daoists called it the Way. Every philosophical tradition worth
Raffaello Palandri runs a Book of the Day series, and this morning he wrote about Frantz Fanon's The Wretched of
A Dialogue in the Platonic Tradition The following is a record of an encounter between CLAY, a philosopher and lover
Annie Dillard, The Writing Life (1989) Ask a room full of people if they've ever wanted to write a book,
Step through the dark gate and enter the symbolic underworld of Dante’s Inferno. This quiz is not simply a test of
Monday. Early. The Writing Life opened on my lap. This morning, three passages piqued my interest. Three in quick succession,
Saturday. Early. The Malvern Hills are doing something extraordinary with the light. I'm writing from a little self-contained place just
There she was, uninvited and unapologetic. The couch had claimed me again, that familiar surrender to its uneven cushions, half
The answer I got back from the question I carried this morning… Tuesday. Early morning walk. The question I carried out with me was this: What is already true in me that I’ve been pretending I don’t know? The answer came fast. That’s how you know it’s the real one.
“10:46 — Fell into an internet blackhole again. Back to work.” Something honest in that line. Not a confession: a sighting. The kind of thing you’d never write in an end-of-day journal because by then the story has been tidied up. You worked hard. You made progress. A few distractions,
Fresh transmissions from the trail—field notes, reflections, and fragments gathered along the way. This is where ideas are tested in the open, where philosophy meets lived experience, and where the everyday is alchemised into something worth paying attention to. Step in, wander a while, and see what speaks.
Somewhere along the way, the internet stopped being a place you could get lost in.
That’s the thing I keep coming back to. The web I fell in love with, the one that let you follow a link from mediaeval alchemy to cognitive science to a poet’s notebook at 2am and feel like you’d discovered something, has mostly been replaced by feeds, funnels, and content engineered to keep you scrolling without actually going anywhere. The algorithm decides what you see. The personal brand tells you what to expect. The niche keeps everything tidy, and the curiosity slowly dies.
Soulcruzer is my argument against a web that trades curiosity for control. Against feeds that flatten experience into content and turn attention into a commodity. Against the quiet pressure to specialise, optimise, and perform a version of yourself that fits neatly into a niche.
It’s an argument made in practice. I read, I write, I walk, I wonder—out in the open. I follow threads wherever they lead, trusting that meaning emerges through movement, not management. This is a space for the long way round. For thinking out loud. For staying human in a system that keeps trying to reduce you to a pattern.
If there’s a point to it, it’s this: to keep the signal of a curious life alive.
Narrative Alchemy is the practice of becoming conscious of the stories shaping your life—and learning how to rewrite them. It begins with a simple but radical insight: you don’t experience reality as it is, but as it is interpreted through the narratives you’ve inherited, absorbed, and repeated. These stories live beneath the surface, quietly organising perception, behaviour, and identity.
Through reflection, journaling, and mythic imagination, Narrative Alchemy helps you uncover these hidden scripts and transform them. Not by forcing change at the level of behaviour, but by shifting the deeper architecture of meaning itself. When the story changes, the world you experience changes with it.
It’s not self-help. It’s self-authorship.
Yesterday felt like wading through wet sand. Every idea that surfaced dissolved before it could be shaped into anything. Underneath that is the voice that says, 'If I can't produce
The map is not the territory. You have probably encountered this before, from an NLP workshop or a philosophy class or a self-development book that seemed important at the time.
The inner script and the world that follows Most people think imagination is what you use to escape reality. A child does it naturally. A novelist does it professionally. A
The voice in your head is not neutral. This sounds obvious. Say it out loud, and most people nod. But knowing it and actually experiencing the implications of it are
The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new - Pema Chödrön There’s a story you already know how to run. Not merely know. You’ve
A wandering audio journal where philosophy meets lived experience. Each episode follows a thread through ideas, symbols, and the questions that shape who we’re becoming.
The Soulcruzer podcast…narrative alchemy in audio form. Call it an audioblog, call it threshold work, call it confessional mysticism.
One day I’m working through tarot as spiritual technology. The next, I’m exploring Nietzsche’s eternal return as lived practice, chaos magick techniques, or games as containers for transformation. Depth psychology meets the esoteric. Ancient wisdom meets the AI age. Theory becomes practice.
This is what narrative alchemy sounds like from the inside: raw, real, unpolished. Experiments in treating stories as code and consciousness as hackable.
If you’re here for the deep work and the edges, subscribe wherever you get your podcasts.
In this episode, I explore one of Jung’s most striking images: the unconscious as both dragon and treasure. What if the fear, resistance, and chaos you encounter when you turn inward aren’t signs that something is wrong but signs that you’re getting close to something valuable? Drawing on Jungian depth psychology, NLP, and the logic of myth, I unpack why the very thing guarding your buried gold is often indistinguishable from the thing you most want to avoid and what it actually means to face it.
Field notes from the reading life. Not summaries, but encounters—where ideas are tested, challenged, and woven into the larger map of meaning. Each review is a conversation with a book and an invitation to see what it might awaken in you.
Small experiments in play and imagination. These aren’t just games—they’re interactive stories, prompts, and playful provocations designed to spark curiosity and pull you into the experience. Step in, explore, and see what unfolds when you stop observing and start participating.
Step through the dark gate and enter the symbolic underworld of Dante’s Inferno. This quiz is not simply a test of morality. It is a descent.
A 7-day solo journaling game of masks, secrets, and self-revelation You’ve been invited to a masquerade that exists between dreams and memory. For seven days,
Welcome, wanderer. You’ve stumbled upon something… different. A game, a journey, a dance with chaos itself. The Game:A riddle awaits. Solve it, and you’ll unlock
