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“This is why he is moved, as though he remembered a lost paradise, when he sees a grazing herd, or, in more intimate proximity, sees a child, which as yet has nothing past to deny, playing between the fences of past and future in blissful blindness. And yet the child's play must be disturbed: only too soon will it be called out of its forgetfulness. Then it comes to understand the phrase "it was", that password with which struggle, suffering and boredom approach man to remind him what his existence basically is—a never to be completed imperfect tense. And when death finally brings longed-for forgetfulness it also robs him of the present and of existence and impresses its seal on this knowledge: that existence is only an uninterrupted having-been, a thing which lives by denying itself, consuming itself, and contradicting itself.” - Nietzsche
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AND IF YOU GAZE INTO THE ABYSS, THE ABYSS ALSO GAZES INTO THEE"-Friedrich Nietzsche
i've been surrounded by extremely wealthy people lately. i was shocked by the fact that there were people who truly had no idea how the world worked; they appeared to me to be aliens since their reality was so different from mine. their morals, their complete ignorance, and how disconnected from reality they were scared me. it only occurred to me today that i am already normalizing a lot of what they say, and i find it frightening. i was shocked when i said something similar to what everyone around me often says when i was speaking to an old friend today. he reminded me of this line after i apologized, but he simply said it was alright, he was not offended but deep down i know he trully meant it and i will remind this phrase till the day i die. maybe it is not that deep but i do not want to lose me, how scary...
Feb 2, 2025
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10/10 recommend pondering about life's purpose and how worthless everything is in the grand scheme of things
Apr 27, 2024
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It’s easy to condemn the world of QR code menus, HR talk, and big-box stores as bleak. It’s a reflex to be revolted by the sterile dust that now seemingly coats every corner of the Western World. Blue pill or Red Pill, I guess. When the only alternative seems to be outright populism. There seems to be a lethargic and sneering shadow that nips the heels of every passer-by. Isn’t easy to be ironic. Isn’t it easy to hold an air of apathetic sardonicism. Isn’t it easy to curse the cage we are locked in, only to tighten the bars in fear of what lies beyond. If Emily Dickson claims that “hope” is the thing with feathers, I wonder what she will make of the bird who clipped its own wings. Be brave, I think. Take courage to revolt against the programmed norm to hate and to despise. See beauty in the perfect cubes of Chocolate Milk cartons, find humour in the abrupt slopes of beer bellies. You haven’t even lost your skin elasticity yet, maybe you should just go fly a kite.
Apr 17, 2024
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Listen to the sundays on a Sunday, or a Monday, or really any day of the week for that matter
Apr 21, 2024
I’ve been really into working really fucking hard on something for hours on end just to suddenly give up, get upset, and watch the sopranos or something.
Apr 20, 2024