Dear Alfred

Alfred was a poet and a philosopher in his last life, but wished so hard to be able to fly that he was born with wings in this life. He hasn’t stopped being a philosopher, but has found that a bird chirping doesn’t get the same attention as a professor lecturing.

So he writes instead. Tell him what’s on your mind. He will ask a question or two, then write a page of his journal with a few of his sayings chosen just for you. It costs nothing.

Talk to Alfred

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