Sep 22, 2019
"Coming from the edge of my consciousness, a faint voice:
[Thou shalt not krill]
The organizing soul within me – the kabbalists would have called it the neshamah – awoke, even as my body dozed on the hotel bed.
[Thou shalt not commit idolphintry] I answered, but I knew deep down it was a second-rate attempt."
This is a serialized story narrated by Matt Arnold with the permission of the author, Scott Alexander. The original text is here:
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