"Don't explain your philosophy. Embody it." - Epictetus
The Stoa is a space that does not need to be named The Stoa. It is a space where people come, not for a reason, as they are coming for something that is beyond a reason. It is a space that holds space for what wants to emerge when people encounter each other.
This can only emerge if we see one another as a mystery. We see this at the knife’s edge, when we speak to what is most alive. When one speaks what is most alive one feels alive. This is how live players are created and this is how dead players are freed from the scripts that are no longer in service to themselves or the world.
The Stoa is not a school, think tank, clinic, or commune, and it is definitely not a fucking YouTube channel. The Stoa is a stewarded daemonic fire—on an obscure hill in the noosphere—serving as a beacon to find the others (https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/514216-admit-it-you-aren-t-like-them-you-re-not-even-close). It is a surprise, for those who have become weary of the endless pressure to know. It is also a portal, to a new world. A world that you might have stopped believing in, but have always been secretly longing for.
This group was formerly called the Intellectual Explorers Club. It was changed to The Stoa on March 21, 2020.