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Musings that fluctuate between pragmatism and abstraction.


— somber ink —

I didn’t like #2985.

Lupus non timet canem latrantem.
Nobody can build the bridge for you to walk across the river of life, no one but you yourself alone. There are, to be sure, countless paths and bridges and demigods which would carry you across this river; but only at the cost of yourself; you would pawn yourself and lose. There is in this world only one way, on which nobody can go, except you: where does it lead? Do not ask, go along with it.

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Untimely Meditations (via thusspokefriedrichnietzsche)

Intelligence to wisdom; empathy to love; self-awareness to change: a workhorse, a root and a most definite prerequisite.

— personal aphorism

What then is truth? A movable host of metaphors, metonymies, and; anthropomorphisms: in short, a sum of human relations which have been poetically and rhetorically intensified, transferred, and embellished, and which, after long usage, seem to a people to be fixed, canonical, and binding. Truths are illusions which we have forgotten are illusions- they are metaphors that have become worn out and have been drained of sensuous force, coins which have lost their embossing and are now considered as metal and no longer as coins.

— Nietzsche, “On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense” (via queertheoryissexy)

Though I may seem at times somewhat distant from you, through the gray mist of my own moods, I am never far; my thoughts always circle around you.

— Friedrich Nietzsche (via larmoyante)

The opposite of reaction is not revolution, but creation. The world is in an unending state of reaction and thus unendingly in danger of revolution. What defines progress, if it is such, is that without compromise, creators of all kinds triumph over the mind, over reaction, and over inactivity without revolution being necessary. When there are no more of these creators, revolution is inevitable.

— Albert Camus - Notebook 1951-1959 (via sisyphean-revolt)

I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware, nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself, we are creatures that should not exist by natural law. We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self; an accretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is nobody. Maybe the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one last midnight - brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.

Rust Cohle from True Detective (via lucid-fairy)