On celestial harmonies and the unbearable perfection of pesto sauce
When you find yourself up at night discussing the meaning of life, again.
4 min readJun 17, 2020
In Philipp Pullman’s vision of the afterlife, all human souls go to the underworld: a chilly place guarded by mean harpies who see every malicious twist within each soul, love to torture people, and are sensitive to lies. Those…