Personal essays by Justin Schafer. Published on the lunar calendar. On masculinity, fatherhood, desire, and building a life that fits.
I got four hours of sleep and went to yoga anyway.
How AI collapsed the price of the how, why desire and direction and faith are the scarce things now, and a jar of Sun Salt on the counter.
On the faces in Berlin, the dream we inherit, and using AI as permissionless leverage to build a life of agency without surrendering to resignation.
On chaos, surrender, and leaving California unfinished the day before Berlin.
On leaving California's light for Berlin's shadow, the wall that came down when I was almost two, and the work of becoming less divided.
On beauty as the highest aim, hiding as the gap, and what opens when you stop managing the light. Today, Tala's books go public.
A coming-out manifesto on wanting wealth and power, the communist in spirit, and what keeps a king uncorruptible.
A Cybertruck loaner, a town full of glares, and the mechanism underneath both.
A dream about Trump, inherited masculinity, shovels, and artificial beehives.