- 03.06.2025
Rediscovering Moral Anchors in an Age of Relativism: Insights from Classic Thought and Modern Dilemmas
In the swirling mayhem of Paradoxpolis—a city where even the traffic lights threw up their hands and blinked “good luck!”—lived Alexei Silin: a soul beset by both the city’s raucous turmoil and a deeper ache that gnawed at him when the crowds dispersed and silence crept in. Alexei once wore his devotion to individual moral freedom like a superhero’s cape, starting each day by saluting his own mirror image and declaring, “Captain Freedom reporting for duty!” But bravado couldn’t banish the hollow ache that lingered in his chest—the ache left by the dim memory of his father’s voice, its gentle wisdom the only star in Alexei’s tangled night of doubts. Now, all that remained were ghostly whispers swirling through the empty echo chamber of his apartment. Even in a city of a million restless hearts, Alexei’s loneliness clung to him like a shadow—with no traffic signal to guide him safely through.