(You can find the links to previous chapters below)Thanks for reading From Brain to Mind! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. After thoroughly enjoying a shit, shower and shave, I was guided (by a goon) through a maze of elephant tusk archways into Kurtz’s office. Kurtz leaned back in a fur lined chair, which was upholstered with the hide of a poor beast he’d poached on safari. His Gucci shod feet rested on the ponderous desk; a nineteenth century antique; rosewood, inlaid with mother of pearl.